Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The gusty wind roared behind him, and this was Feng Wulao's soul.

The Martial Soul of the Nature Department can bring the warrior an extremely powerful attacking ability.

However, Feng Lao at this time is not easy.

Even if Hurricane Martial Spirit was summoned, he could still feel the terrible killing gas from the three-pointed two-edged sword in Ling Xiao's hands.

That kind of breath suppressed his almost whole body.

Fear spreads inwardly, as the night gradually occupies the entire sky.

"This guy, how could it be so terrible!"

On the forehead of the old wind, beads of sweat dripping from the beans kept dripping.

Even Hurricane Wuhun has gathered a powerful defensive storm in front of him.

But this still could not make him feel the slightest sense of security.

His body was still shaking, and every cell was in fear.

At this time, Ling Xiao is not like a warrior who has been transformed into a hell of 12 layers of Yin and Yang.

That breath has already surpassed him.

He even had the illusion that he had been cut in half by the three-pointed two-edged knife.

"Confess!"

This voice suddenly appeared in Feng Lao's heart.

He opened his mouth and wanted to call it out.

However, at this time, the three-pointed two-edged knife had been cut from the air.

The magic weapon is like a desperate light of death.

"not good!"

Cang Lao and Jian Lao stood up almost at the same time, wanting to stop everything that happened on the contest field.

However, their movements are still too slow after all.

The light of death that was enough to split the sky broke the roaring storm shield.

Wind scattered!

The competition field is clean.

Snapped!

Feng Lao's body was directly divided into two, and both halves of the body fell to the ground at the same time.

Shocked!

Very shocking!

Above the two halves of the body, the blood seemed to have been burned to dryness, leaving only two pieces of burnt black.

That scene was so unbelievable.

"Old man, your life, I'm welcome!"

Ling Xiao's voice rang in the competition field.

Then, the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand disappeared.

Ling Xiao stood there, ironically looking at Cang Lao and Jian Lao.

"This is the strength of the so-called Feng Lao, who is ranked third by Chen Guowu Lao? I don't think so."

Irony and sarcasm!

But no matter what Ling Xiao said, he was straightforward.

Because he really defeated Feng Lao, and only used one trick.

No one expected such an outcome.

The seven princes who trusted him, Chen Cangmang, did not expect it.

Chen Canglan, the wise man who was hostile to him, did not expect it.

This ending is too unexpected.

The strength of this self-proclaimed Tuoba Ling has been so horrible.

It took only one trick to kill the wind old man who killed the twelfth layer of hell at the top of the Yin and Yang realm and became 30% of the energy.

Everyone knows that this is definitely not the entire strength of Ling Xiao.

After all, after killing Feng Lao, the calmness and calmness shown by Ling Xiao can fully explain.

If Chen Cangmang is a surprise.

That was a shock to Chen Canglan's group.

Especially Cang Lao and Jian Lao didn't seem to hear Ling Xiao's satire, but stared at the incomplete corpse on the ground.

Chen Guowulao!

The last shield of King Chen's room!

The final card!

But since he began to participate in external events, he was killed one after another.

Kong Lao died in the frost cold town!

Huo Lao died in an inaccessible place!

Today, even Feng Lao died in this palace!

What's wrong with this?

Is the strength of Chen Guowu's elders so bad?

Even themselves, they began to doubt their own strength.

However, this guy who claimed to be Tuoba Ling actually dared to kill the old wind, and it was in the palace.

This guy, is your brain okay?

Killing Feng Lao, this is tantamount to being the enemy of the entire Chen family!

Cang Lao and Jian Lao did not understand Ling Xiao's thoughts.

Chen Canglan did not understand.

The three masters of Tianchi Mountain also did not understand.

Unless this Tuo Ling has the strength to shake all the masters of the Chen family, otherwise, this is pure death.

"Lao Qi, only compete with each other, your men dare to kill Feng Lao!

The old wind is my pillar of Chen Guo, the most reliable backing behind Chen's royal family.

Kill him, should you have an account?"

Chen Canglan looked at Chen Cangmang indifferently and asked.

"His Highness King Zhixian, the Seven Princes have absolutely no idea of ​​killing Feng Lao, it's all that Tuoba Ling's self-abuse, it's abhorrent!"

Forber felt Chen Canglan's killing intention, he knelt in horror on the ground and said aloud.

"Fubo, you weren't like this before! You don't have to kneel down to him, you are my person!"

Chen Cangman frowned and said, "Moreover, Feng Lao has just proposed to fight Tuoba Ling.

And agreed to the gamble.

After talking about death, you will never pursue each other. People all over the country will watch it. I believe King Zhixian will not lose?"

Faber froze there, wondering whether to stand up or kneel.

He is very contradictory now.

He was originally the undercover of Zhixian Wang Chen Canglan buried next to the seventh prince Chen Cangman.

Since the death of King Zhixian, Fubo once thought that he might have been abandoned and was ready to turn to the seventh prince Chen Cangman.

But news came that King Zhixian was resurrected.

He contacted Zhixian Wang for the first time. The meaning of King Zhixian was very clear. He stayed beside the seventh prince Chen Cang and waited for the opportunity.

If Chen Cangman is stubborn, he will be beheaded!

The moment he raised his head, he saw Chen Canglan's eyes, which clearly implied that he could start.

Forber gritted his teeth, stood up, and walked behind Chen Cangman.

In his eyes, there was a spicy color.

Yeah, as long as Chen Cangman is killed, how about that Tuoba Ling?

Without a partner, Tuoba Ling either fled or had to turn to His Royal Highness King Zhixian, killing two birds with one stone.

"Dead!"

Forbe suddenly launched an attack, and the cold blade in his hand pierced the back of the seven prince Chen Canghong.

This knife is absolutely stable.

Almost the strongest attack power of his life broke out.

When Chen Cangmong noticed, it was too late.

The knife is about three inches away from him.

He didn't even have the opportunity to dodge.

Seeing this scene, Chen Canglan's mouth raised a cold smile.

Succeeded!

As long as Chen Canghong died, no one would come out to stop him from assuming the throne.

That Forbe, other people don't know who he is, he just needs to kill people after the incident.

However, his smile suddenly froze at the next moment.

Even the three masters of Tianchi Mountain only saw the golden light flashing behind Chen Cangmang.

Then Fober's hands were cut off.

The body was heavily bombarded on the ground, kneeling behind Chen Cangmong.

Fright!

sluggish!

Can't understand!

This is Faber's expression now!

"Forbes, why?"

Chen Cang asked puzzled.