Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

After speaking, Fang Cai, the warrior who stopped Ling Xiao alone, added another sentence: "We will eradicate the rebellion and eliminate the danger for the magic dragon, and you are the biggest culprit. You are not dead, the canon is not allowed!"

"Canon? Ha ha, a group of people in the daytime who have to cover their faces and dare not to reveal their true face, dare to talk to me about canon?

The canon does not teach you, is it the consequence of besieging the heir of the leader?"

In the laughter, Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly froze, and a terrible murderous intention was released.

"You really are the head of Warcraft! Knowing our identity, how dare you do it! Want to kill us?

Well, since you want to die, you must remember my name-Yang Huo after you die!"

"Unable to remember, there is no need to remember, because you will die soon!"

The voice hasn't fallen yet, Ling Xiao's sword has been thrust out.

This sword is too fast and too fierce.

Yang Huo could not escape.

He could only watch the sword close to his throat, thinking about the tragic scene after he was pierced.

"Ding!"

On the occasion of a sudden attack, a knife was blocked in front of him, blocking Ling Xiao's sword.

"Blood slaughter!"

Yang Huo excitedly looked at the man standing in front of him, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily, if it weren't for blood slaughter, he might be dead.

Cultivation of a twelve-story hell later?

Ling Xiao looked at this man in a bloody robe with dozens of scars on his face and frowned.

This guy looks like he is in his forties. If he is really a dragon, he should never be an unknown.

It seems that it should have been hidden by Yun Zhongfeng for a long time.

"I heard early on that there was a source of chaos in the teaching, and the strength is not bad. Seeing today, it really is!

But no matter how powerful you are, today, you will die!"

Blood Tu looked at Ling Xiao indifferently, and the blood-red sword in his hand released a breath of killing energy.

He was originally the most secret existence of the Demon Dragon Sect. Yun Zhongfeng once said that he would not be awakened unless he completely tore his face with Chen Buyi.

But now, he is awakened.

The reason is not Chen Buyi, but a young man, a young man who is called the root cause of disaster.

Today, they came here with no other purpose, the only thing to do is to kill Ling Xiao.

"The root cause of the disaster? Ha ha, the old dog in Yun Zhongfeng, really would wear a high hat on the head."

Ling Xiao sneered: "If I guessed right, you should be a member of the Dark Dragon Group?"

The Dark Dragon Group is a force secretly created by Yun Zhongfeng.

It is nominally a warrior who performs missions such as assassination and undercover.

In fact, it was nothing more than a murder tool that he secretly fostered. It was set up to eliminate aliens.

Over the years, many people in the dragon religion loyal to Chen Buyi have been assassinated successively, and this group of people did it.

The Dark Dragon Group has never been made public, but it really exists.

This is what Xiao Muyu told Chen Buyi.

Chen Buyi told Ling Xiao again.

"Oh, now that we know our identity, it's no nonsense, now, I will send you on the road!"

Xue Tu sneered, his murderousness became more intense.

"Did you all come from the Dark Dragon group?"

Ling Xiao suddenly asked.

"Apart from the team leader, are you here, is your face big enough?"

Xue Tu didn't know why Ling Xiao asked this, but he answered.

"Good, let's get a knife."

Ling Xiao instantly entered the state of transformation of the blood-blooded dragon Wuhun, and then took out the blood thunder king sword.

Behind, Jian Wu soul began to shine a sharp luster.

There are many opponents and many masters.

Ling Xiao is absolutely afraid to carelessly.

"Are you admitting your fate?"

Blood Tu smiled coldly, and then waved his big hand: "Don't you shoot, he is mine!"

As the voice fell, a horrible knife began to spread in the air, blooming!

A sharp, domineering, bloodthirsty breath wrapped around the blood knife in his hand and spewed.

The knife seems to have become one with him, becoming a part of his body, making him stronger and more terrifying.

"Very strong, stronger than Yunlan, but still not a concern!"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and immediately spread out.

Blood Tu's hard power may not be stronger than Yun Lan, but his killing intention is stronger and his experience is more abundant.

Such people are actually very difficult to deal with.

In the rivers and lakes, there are actually quite a few martial arts practitioners, and the common encounters are not too different from each other.

At this time, the key to winning or losing is experience and fighting spirit.

Let Blood Tu play against Yunlan, and Yunlan absolutely can't hold up to ten moves.

This is the real battle, and it is not comparable to ordinary discussions.

Ling Xiao looked at the apprentice lightly, the blood thunder king sword glory flashed in his hand, a sword intention condensed on the sword body.

The chill was blooming in the space.

It is like the biting cold wind in the ice and snow, and it is more like the murderousness of the Nether Wolf from the Nine Nether.

very scary!

Terrifying!

Sharp and revealing, unabashed!

And it is so natural, as if the blood thunder king sword originally belongs to Ling Xiao, inseparable from Ling Xiao.

At this time, Ling Xiao seems to be no longer a person, but a sword, a sword that can make everything around lose its luster.

Suddenly, the sky began to rain.

Rainy day, murderous day!

The rain was expelled by the sword and sword of the two, and a blank space was formed between them.

It seems that even the rain water is afraid of their killing intentions.

Blood Tu stunned slightly, as if surprised by Ling Xiao's murderous intention.

It was no weaker than him, which was unexpected.

But at this time he didn't want people to help, he couldn't afford to lose that person.

In any case, he is also one of the four deputy leaders of the Dark Dragon Group.

He took a deep breath, slowly raised his right hand, and the blood knife swayed gently with his arm.

At the same time, Ling Xiao has stopped.

Holding the sword in his right, pointing at the blood slaughter from the air, the corner of his mouth, and there was a cold smile.

"Finally ask you one more time, return to the leader, or go to the black with the old dog of Yun Zhongfeng?"

His voice was very loud and bright, and I believed that whether it was Blood Slaughter or the people around him, he could hear it clearly.

However, they did not answer.

Only Xue Tu said with a sneer: "Boy, I know your mouth is good, but the battle is not won by mouth."

"It seems that you have chosen the stupidest way."

Ling Xiao's voice slowly sounded.

On the sword, the energy is running wildly, and there are blood thunder, roaring and roaring above the sword body.

It seems that it is possible to rush out at any time.

"It looks scary, but I don't know the real strength!

I haven't used this knife a lot, but I have used it a hundred times and I have killed a hundred people!

And Laozi only kills people who deserve Laozi's shot.

Among these people, your cultivation behavior can only be regarded as middle-down!"

Blood Tu said indifferently and proudly.

"Hopefully your knife is more powerful than your mouth."

Ling Xiao smiled faintly and looked at Blood Tu with contempt, as if mocking his ignorance.

(End of this chapter)