Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Master Yan Mo actually lost?"

"No, he hasn't lost yet. The horror of bloodthirsty transformation is that the more serious the injury, the more terrifying the strength increase."

"He can still hold on!"

The warriors of the Soul Palace are still looking forward to the reversal of Yan Mo.

And Yan Mo himself is also unwilling to lose like this.

His bloodthirsty body became stronger, and his body was tingling, but he didn't want to lose.

It feels like his fighting power has increased three or four times on the basis of twice.

His self-confidence came again.

Now, it is no longer to fight for face.

It's for life!

Yan Mo believes that if he loses, Ling Xiao will absolutely kill him without any care.

He didn't want to lose face, he didn't want to fail in front of so many people!

He doesn't want to die even more. As Yan Mo of the Soul Palace, after the first genius of Ningshuang, he still has a lot to do.

He has to inherit the Soul Palace too!

If you die now, you will have nothing.

Crazy, he held the soul extermination sword and killed him again.

"Just wait for you!"

Ling Xiao's mouth evoked a cruel sneer.

Three swords appeared in his hands.

The two swords can't kill Yan Mo yet.

What about three swords in one?

Ling Xiao really wanted to see if Yan Mo's body could carry his terrifying blow.

When I saw Ling Xiao's three swords floating in the air at the same time.

Yan Mo's crazy eyes filled with fear.

But soon, the anger brought by the bloodthirsty transformation swallowed this fear.

At this time, he can no longer control himself.

How easy is it to control the genes of bloodthirsty?

When you get it and become stronger, you have to pay a certain price.

And the price is that when the injury is serious, you can't control your thinking.

After the hatred in the eyes.

There is only fighting in the mind, it is completely into a state of extreme madness.

Ling Xiao looked at Yan Mo rushing indifferently.

Three kinds of sword tactics have been fully condensed successfully.

Just waiting for Yan Mo to come to death.

Yan Xifeng watched this scene nervously, he didn't know what would happen next.

But to deal with Mingshuang, he still had to save his grandson. He could only choose one.

"I'll save him!"

Leng Qiuyan's voice sounded directly from Yan Xifeng's mind: "I will occupy his body first and kill Ling Xiao!"

In this battle today, Leng Qiuyan no longer cares about the outcome.

But her son cannot die.

After all, she is the only child in the world.

Hearing Leng Qiuyan's voice, Yan Xifeng nodded.

Finally rest assured.

No one noticed, and no one could see that a ghost flew from the shore and rushed to Yan Mo's body.

When there were dozens of meters away from Yan Mo's body, Ling Xiao's Taiji Eye finally captured the existence of this ghost.

"This guy, when the monster attacked the city that day, stayed on the sidelines and tried to misbehave.

Now it is coming again?

Do you want to take the devil?

wrong!

This guy wants to save Yan Mo!"

Ling Xiao immediately thought of the possibility of things, but at this time, he absolutely could not allow someone to rescue Yan Mo.

Every soul, in every attempt to save people?

dream!

"Enchant Martial Soul!"

Ling Xiao instantly released Wujie Soul Enchantment.

Can shield all energy, including the soul.

Leng Qiuyan directly hit the enchanted martial spirit, and the soul was much weaker because of it.

"what!"

At this time she finally lost her usual calmness.

Who would have thought that Ling Xiao still had such a trick at a critical moment.

And at the same time, within the enchantment.

The three swords are integrated into one, and they have killed Yan Mo.

This time, it was truly destructive.

Yan Mo has no resistance at all.

In the distance, Yan Xifeng wanted to come to the rescue again,

Everyone watched the terrifying power of the fusion of the three swords, tearing Yan Mo's body into pieces, and finally completely destroyed.

died!

Yan Mo is dead!

Another powerful genius has become a stepping stone on Ling Xiao's path to becoming stronger.

Mirror Demon is so!

Yan Mo is the same!

Without the help of the Dragon Shark King, it is estimated that the Koi King will also be one of them.

At that moment, the audience was dead!

Before this matchup, I am afraid no one would think that today's matchup will be such a result.

They thought that the duel would be dead.

But the dead man should be Ling Xiao.

But it is Yan Mo who is dead now.

Ling Xiao, who only took the Eighth Cultivation Realm of the Death Realm, easily slaughtered Yan Demon who changed the world.

This is a huge irony to the Soul Palace, why not to Yan Mo?

Since the day when he saw Ling Xiao, he has repeatedly accused Ling Xiao of being waste and rubbish.

But in the end, he died in the hands of waste in his mouth.

"How does it taste, my lord demon?

Killed by what you think is waste, you must feel aggrieved?

Then you suffocate and sleep."

Ling Xiao glanced indifferently at the debris on the lake, and then looked at the people on the shore.

"The ancestor of the Soul Palace, it's time to fulfill your promise, what about the Soul Emperor I want to inherit?"

Ling Xiaolang said.

"Do not--!"

Yan Xifeng roared like crazy.

He has even forgotten his own plan today.

Yan Mo is dead!

His only grandson is dead!

He no longer has a son, and now no grandson. In his heart, despair and anger are incomparable.

He looked at Ling Xiao, like a hungry beast watching his prey.

In his eyes, he was completely hatred and anger.

"You killed him! You killed my grandson!"

Yan Xifeng roared, looking at the Yan Mo, who was dead and without any corpses, and his terrifying breath erupted completely.

Even saving is too late to save, which is more sad than anything.

His blushing eyes, like a monster, looked at Ling Xiao frantically.

As a warrior in Samsara Realm, Ling Xiao is definitely not his opponent.

There is no doubt about this.

So Ningshuang stood up and looked at Yan Xifeng indifferently: "You have set the bet, and the rules are also set by you.

how?Lost now, suddenly lost control?

If Ling Xiao is dead, I think you will be happy?"

There was coldness in her voice.

In fact, we could have expected what would happen if Yan Mo died.

Yan Xifeng, how can he follow the rules?

Seeing Mingshuang, Yan Xifeng suddenly thought of something.

In his mind, it became clear.

"No, I can't mess!

With Ningshuang, I can't kill Ling Xiao at all.

If you want to kill Ling Xiao, there is only one way.

Otherwise, how can I avenge my grandchildren?"

He forcibly suppressed his anger, and then looked at Ningshuang respectfully: "Sorry, Lord, I lost control for a while.

After all, Yan Mo is my only grandson. I saw him killed and couldn't control his emotions."

Hearing this, Mingshuang felt that there was no problem.

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