Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

As if the performance of the third round was still overbearing, the opponent was shocked by his momentum, and before he even shot, he knelt down and surrendered.

This guy looked at Ling Xiao as if provoking, and raised his middle finger directly.

Faced with the provocation, Ling Xiao gave him only three words "You are dead!"

What he said was simple, but it shocked many people.

The whole venue, in addition to the mysterious god and demon two envoys, as well as the lonely Cangying.

Who dares to say such things?

Even Huoyuanzi and the icebergs are unafraid of the third.

This kid, think he has become a dark horse, is it remarkable?

Ling Xiao's arrogance has once again caused dissatisfaction among many people. It seems that they are willing to see the elephant as if they are pretending to be forced, and they do not want to see Ling Xiao's arrogance.

To put it bluntly, there is only one reason, that is, they think Ling Xiao is not like Mo Feiqiang!

Ling Xiao didn't care about this.

Such a thing as strength can only be known if it is compared. It is not because others say that he is as good as he is.

The iceberg is still as indifferent as ever. In the third round, the entire ring was simply turned into a huge ice cube, and it was wrapped in it. The opponent could not break the ice cube and could not play. He could only admit defeat.

On the referee's bench, the black envoy and the white envoy were also discussing the situation.

It seems that the two of them are not particularly interested in this magic tea meeting.

"It's all rubbish, boring battle!"

The black man said coldly.

"Why don't you care about black clothes, this time the magic tea party is originally a competition between garbage.

All we have to do is to hand over the three magic orders to the most powerful garbage."

The white angel smiled.

"That won't work, I have already said to the Dragon Mother of all nations, I want to give these three demon orders to Elephant Murphy."

Said the black man.

"I know, with the strength of Elephant Murphy, it is no problem to win the top three, but he may not be the lonely opponent, that is an old monster."

The white emperor said again.

"I already knew this, it would be better to give it to the Dragon Mother directly."

Said the black man.

"Don't do that. Have you forgotten how our previous gods and demons died? They didn't do things according to the master's instructions, and the final result was death!"

Suddenly, the white emperor appeared very frightened: "The master is omniscient and omnipotent, so we better not mess up."

"You are right, but privately give Elephant a little benefit, should it be okay?"

Said the Black Envoy again.

"As long as it doesn't affect the rules of the Shenmo Tea Association, it's okay."

The white angel nodded.

As they spoke, the game passed several rounds, and the four strongest players remained undefeated.

And there are four black horses that remain undefeated-Ling Xiao, Jian Fulong, Murong Qi and You Fei.

At this moment, the audience suddenly cheered.

Because finally there was a showdown between the dark horse and the strongest.

The two sides of the duel are Huoyuanzi and Jianfulong.

The reason people cheer is naturally for the source of fire.

This domineering, handsome young man is naturally more popular than the old man of Jian Fulong.

In addition to the few voices of the sword dynasty in support of Jian Fulong, almost all the fans were fans of Huoyuanzi.

"I'm going to beat him, is that alright?"

Jian Fulong looked back at Ling Xiao and asked.

"Of course, no problem. Among the so-called four strongest men, only the solitary hero and the elephant threaten me.

This source of fire is nothing."

Ling Xiao laughed.

"it is good!"

Jian Fulong stepped on the ring, but in exchange for a curse.

Because his voice to Ling Xiao was so loud that everyone in the whole venue heard it.

It was so arrogant that Huoyuanzi was not taken by them?

This dark horse is too bullish, right?

"Go die, old man!"

"Go down, useless sword dynasty waste!"

A series of verbal abuse came from the mouth of the eight forces.

But Jian Fulong did not speak.

The moment the referee shouted the beginning, he launched an attack.

Almost there is no hesitation.

When the battle started, the curse stopped.

Because everyone saw the weird situation on the field.

Jian Fulong was fighting against the source of fire!

The two men fought for 100 rounds, and Huoyuanzi even had only a counterattack. Eventually, Jian Fulong bombed the ring.

"Jian Fulong, win!"

The Black Enchantress was also stunned for a while before finally announcing the result.

To my surprise, the black horse Jianfulong actually broke his judgment.

"You look down on that sword Fulong, he was the deity of the Dragon Sword Court hundreds of years ago."

The white angel smiled.

"It is indeed a little underestimated, but the young man next to him must not be the opponent of Huoyuanzi."

The black man said coldly.

He believed he would never be wrong this time.

At this moment, the source of fire that fell to the ground suddenly burst into flames and growled in pain.

"Oh? This kid has been blessed by misfortune, and his practice has broken through!"

The Black Demon Envoy smiled with interest: "Originally, his "Flame of Fire" should only have a great perfection, but now it has entered the realm.

As a result, his flames will become more terrible.

The strength will also become stronger, if you play another battle with that sword in this state, you will win!

That kid named Ling Xiao was unlucky."

Huoyuanzi finally returned to normal, and his cold eyes looked at Jian Fulong and Ling Xiao.

"This hatred is not a gentleman! Ling Xiao, you can thank your companion!"

He roared, and the mentality that had almost collapsed once again became very confident.

The silent auditorium cheered again.

The failure of Huoyuanzi was an accident, but the breakthrough of the practice was another accident.

Perhaps this is the blessing of misfortune.

"Hey, the next one to be on fire is Ling Xiao, he's done."

This is the view that almost everyone agrees with.

Even those who support Ling Xiao's sword dynasty warriors feel that Ling Xiao is in trouble.

Jian Fulong also frowned: "Huajing Martial Arts and Dzogchen Martial Arts are completely different concepts. You have to be careful."

"Uncle, don't you believe me?"

Ling Xiao laughed.

"It's not unbelief, but to remind you to be cautious. Your opponent is significantly stronger than before, and you can never belittle it."

Jian Fulong said very seriously.

"Relax, uncle, I will not belittle the enemy."

Ling Xiao smiled and went on stage to defeat his opponent.

And the next round will soon come again.

"Huoyuanzi against Lingxiao!"

The enhanced version of Huoyuanzi, against another black horse in the second ring, immediately aroused the attention of the audience.

The so-called mourning soldiers will win.

Many people believe that after losing the battle with Jian Fulong, Huoyuanzi will definitely win.

In the boos and curses of the eight powerful warriors, Ling Xiao stepped onto the second ring.

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