Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Obviously Yan Mo attacked, but it was Yan Mo himself who was injured.

What is Ling Xiao's body refining technique, and why is it so powerful?

Everyone was shocked.

Although they are very clear that Ling Xiao used this special body refining technique to block Yan Mo's attack.

And hurt Yan Mo with a different fire.

But what kind of body-building skills Ling Xiao uses, and why he can use different fires, is completely unknown.

The people in the Soul Palace are silent as a whole.

Everyone's face seemed to be pumped hard and speechless.

They screamed that Yan Mo could easily kill Ling Xiao, but the result was such a situation.

On Ming Shuang's smiling face, this revealed a rare smile.

Although she lost her life and made her emotions less rich, she could still show it at this time.

"My Lord Yanmo, don't you mean you can kill me with one blow?

What are you doing now?"

Ling Xiao stood there and sarcastically looked at Yan Modao: "I advise you to use your king-level martial arts.

The peak martial arts of the general level can't break my defense at all, you are just in vain."

Listening to Ling Xiao's words, Yan Mo's face was even more gloomy.

Today, this face is really lost.

If you can't pull back your disadvantages, then you really have to lose face to your grandma's house.

Those who are watching the lively warriors are probably laughing at him now.

At the thought of this, he was a little angry.

"Well, since you want to see my king-level martial arts, then I will let you see!

It's just that the release of Wang Martial Arts will also be your end!"

Yan Mo roared as if to vent his depression.

"Don't talk nonsense, I will wait to see it!"

Ling Xiao hooked her hand and seemed very calm.

It was this calmness that made Yan Mo very annoyed.

He stopped talking nonsense and closed his eyes.

Then, above the head, the sky suddenly appeared.

These lights instantly condensed and turned into a ball of thunder.

Black mine ball.

"King-level elementary secret method-Three Thousand Demon Leiyu!"

Soul clan warriors really prefer the soul secret method.

Although Yan Mo's melee attacks are not weak, but that is not what he is good at.

I don't know if the magic Leiyu in the sky really had three thousand.

But it was indeed dense and dense, covering Ling Xiao, giving Ling Xiao no chance to escape at all.

Yan Mo stood there, his eyes suddenly opened, looking at all this indifferently.

With both hands gently raised, it seems to be operating the attack of Three Thousand Mo Leiyu.

Soul power, with the true Yuan, this Yan Mo is also a soul genius.

This strength cannot be underestimated.

However, Ling Xiao found something.

Among the three thousand magic thunder jade, there is only one that is really harmful.

The rest are all under the guise.

This is of course seen through Tai Chi.

If you change someone else, you won’t be able to recognize it at all, and the final result can be imagined.

In the eyes of most people, there is no difference between the three thousand Moleiyu, and each one is extremely real.

Each one can cause great damage.

But Ling Xiao is the nemesis of this kind of obstacles.

There is no blind eye method, you can escape his Tai Chi.

"boom!"

Three Thousand Mo Leiyu burst at the same time and came towards Ling Xiao.

At the same time, Ling Xiao's lips sneered.

At the bottom of the water, another figure emerged, holding a bloodthirsty demon sword in his hand, condensing the Soul Venerable Spirit Sky Sword tactics and killing Yan Mo.

Everyone's attention is in the sky.

Mo Leiyu has completely covered Ling Xiao, and everyone is wondering how Ling Xiao can resist it.

Or how to escape.

But no one realized that Ling Xiao actually used the characteristics of the tent beast beast to attack Yan Mo from the bottom of the water.

When a terrifying murderous air hit the bottom of the water.

Yan Mo reacted instantly.

"what!"

He was really taken aback.

Because he did not know how Ling Xiao could avoid the attack of his three thousand Mo Leiyu.

You know, the three thousand magic thunder jade, but it was round in the past, including the bottom of the water.

Unless Ling Xiao sees through the essence of Three Thousand Demon Thunder Jade, he can avoid the only point of attack.

But how is that possible?

Among the bloodthirsty magic sword, there was a bloodthirsty smell, which was pleasant and terrifying.

Yan Mo knew that this must be a king-level martial art.

He did not dare to neglect at all.

He hurriedly showed his body, and madly retreated.

As one of the three demons in Soul Hall, as the grandson of Yan Xifeng.

He still has a good body style.

Wang Ji's elementary style, let him instantly turn into a black smoke, madly retreat.

"kill!"

Ling Xiao's sword did not stop because of his sudden retreat.

Soul Venerable Spirit Sky Sword tactics unleashes sharp sword intentions and pierces Yan Mo's soul sea.

Yan Mo screamed and spit out blood in his mouth.

Almost fell from the black smoke.

It is not that Yan Mo is too weak, but Ling Xiao is too cunning.

Even Yan Mo, who is in a tremendous change of life, was attacked by Ling Xiao without any precautions.

He can't do much.

It is already very good to save a small life.

L!

Blood dripped from Yan Mo's mouth, dyeing the water under his feet red.

Yan Mo's face was startled and angry.

"How could you know the secret of Three Thousand Mo Lei Yu?

And even if you know, how did you determine the real point of attack?"

Yan Mo wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth and asked coldly.

"Oh, are you stupid? If you admit defeat now, I might tell you, but we are still fighting."

Ling Xiao laughed: "I admit that you are stronger than me, so I have to use various means to make you wrong.

If you cannot kill me with certainty, today, you will be the one killed!"

Ling Xiao at this time is like a hunter.

And Yan Mo is more like a fierce beast.

If it is tough, the hunter is naturally not an opponent of the beast.

But the hunter has a brain.

Whether it’s a trap or an institution, in short, it is a good hunter who can kill a fierce beast.

"Humph, you finally admit that you are not as strong as me!"

Yan Mo sneered coldly.

"Yeah, what do I admit? I have killed more than a thousand warriors who are stronger than me.

What about strong?

Without mind, it's just a wild boar."

Ling Xiao sarcastically said.

"You, you dare to say that I am also a wild boar!"

Yan Mo can no longer control himself.

He was originally a highly weighted person, and he regarded his face more than anything.

Now, there is a waste who dare to say that he is a wild boar.

He could not be angry.

Crazy, he finally took out his most terrible killer—Soul Extermination Sword!

"Sure enough, Yan Xifeng gave all the treasures like Soul Destroyer to Yan Mo!"

"That's a treasured emperor. How could Ling Xiao still have a chance to win once the Soul Extermination Sword came out?"

"The so-called one-power-down ten sessions will not help the boy even if he is smart."

"Hear it, wailing, your heart wailing!"

Yan Mo holding a soul extermination sword, like a terrifying demon god.

"Soul Extermination Sword and Desolate Sword Skills, you have no chance of life!"

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