Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Since you have been looking for death, I will do it for you!"

With words, the devil's wings behind Shimo shook gently, and he was black all over.

The black air, the sharp pole, like a swordman's general stab at Ling Xiao in the past.

"In front of me, you are just a sad reptile, killing you, it's as easy as a palm!"

When attacking, Pu Mo still satirize Ling Xiao.

As if this battle, he did not need to expend much energy.

I saw that the long black sword in his hand was raised. Suddenly, hundreds of black awns condensed into a black sword-like energy.

The space in front is completely filled, and the fierce rush towards Ling Xiao, the space seems to be cut open, making a sharp noise.

When Shumo launched an attack, Ling Xiao also entered the state of transformation of the beast soul.

Beast soul warriors are not rare in the four domains and nine realms.

Ling Xiao is not afraid to reveal her identity.

At the moment of transformation, there was a ferocious breath in his body.

Seems to be able to destroy everything.

Crush everything.

It's like a beast god coming.

In front of him, Pu Mo, like a poor prey, has been staring at him.

"dead!"

Pu Mo's attack finally came at this time, just like a black python, to swallow Ling Xiao.

"Whoever dies, is not necessarily."

Ling Xiao smiled faintly, and the counter-sword appeared in his right hand.

That moment, Chong Xiao's sword intention pierced the sky.

Block the black python.

The python tried hard to break the inverse sword, but it was obviously difficult.

Yu Mo frowned, and the devil's wings slapped again.

Countless black sword qi shot at Ling Xiao like raindrops.

Each one is like a sharp arrow.

The space is pricked with holes.

"It's really a martial spirit of Devil's Wings, Pu Mo won!"

The onlookers secretly lamented.

The black swordmans, they can feel the terrible sharpness from a long distance.

Can't resist at all.

"Crush me!"

Ling Xiao held a counter-sword in his right hand, and a blazing sword gas erupted.

Actually chopped the black python completely.

The left hand directly urged broken finger.

Innumerable black swordmans are shrouded in a twisted space.

Crush thoroughly.

Ling Xiao looked contemptuously at the opposite ink, and sneered, "Who are the ants?"

You keep saying that others are reptile ants, but now?

I think your attack is nothing more."

"What! You dare to look down on me!"

Pu Mo's face was somber, he said that the battle was resolved within thirty seconds.

Ten seconds have passed.

Ling Xiao was not defeated, but his attack was easily crushed.

This made him really unhappy.

Speaking of which, Ling Xiao was able to smash Shu Mo's attack so easily, it was stained with the light of the anti-sword.

After all, the anti-sword is ten dragon-pattern emperors, crushing four dragon-pattern emperors in the opponent's hands.

But is it not stupid to use such a magic weapon?

Of course, if you are faced with a double or heavy warrior, you don’t need to use the anti-sword.

Because Ling Xiao can win steadily.

It was at this time that Pu Mo struck again.

This time, the ink rose from the sky like a dark demon.

Slapping the wings of the demon in the sky, a gust of wind struck.

A huge tornado was formed.

The black tornado is full of sharp cleavage.

As if to destroy everything in front of you.

"This attack is still like that, but it is still useless in the face of me!"

Ling Xiao looked at the falling black tornado in the sky.

Gently smiled.

Dragon God Ice Formation!

At that moment, the world suddenly became extremely cold.

The speed of the black tornado spins slowly.

Gradually blocked by white tarmac.

"what's the situation?"

Seeing this strange situation, Shu Mo couldn't help but froze for a moment.

Such a powerful demon tornado was restrained?

The warriors of Tujia also felt incredible.

They thought that Ling Mo used this trick, Ling Xiao would die.

But the situation is far beyond their expectations.

Not only did Ling Xiao die, but the scene was very strange.

The devil's tornado gradually froze, losing its sharp killing spirit.

You can't expect Ling Xiao to be killed.

That's ridiculous.

"Crush me!"

Ling Xiao took the same hand, a huge frost dragon leapt from the ice array.

Zhang Kou crushed the already frozen demon tornado.

Then it was eaten bite by bite.

"Oh, kill me in thirty seconds?

Sad fellow, you still have less than ten seconds, I want to see, how do you take the fart you put out."

Ling Xiao stood there like a god, looking at Pu Mo with disdain.

"This is impossible, how is this possible!

Go to hell!"

Pu Mo is obviously not as confident as before.

He roared, slapped the demon wing, turned into a black afterimage, and madly killed Ling Xiao.

Under the devil's wings, he is extremely fast.

Instantly came to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao withdrew the Dragon God Ice Array, and released the Zishen Blood Sha Array!

When the blade-like demon wings were about to cut to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao's figure suddenly disappeared.

"Aren't you fast? Why can't you touch me?"

Ling Xiao appeared in the distance, looking at Pu Mo sarcastically.

It's like a cat playing with a sad mouse.

"That guy can't be touched, it's too fast.

You can't catch up with Demon's wings?"

"How could this be possible, he only regained his physical condition, and the speed should not be so fast.

This speed is simply unpredictable!"

Everyone showed shock.

Ling Xiao's speed is a lesson for them.

They thought that the speed of ink painting was already extremely fast, but in front of Ling Xiao, it was like a play.

In this way, even if Mo Mo's attack power is stronger, but can't touch the opponent, he can't kill him.

It makes no sense at all.

"I do not believe!"

Pu Mo's face was gloomy and ugly, and he improved his skills again. His figure flashed and killed Ling Xiao.

The wings of the devil stretched out again.

In the same direction, release a storm-like attack.

Unfortunately, no matter how big his attack range is, no matter how fast he attacks.

Ling Xiao can instantly disappear into golden light.

"Fool, it's been thirty seconds, and your fart is really stinky!"

Ling Xiao stood there, showing an ironic expression.

The Tujia warriors looked very ugly.

They don't blame Pu Mo, because the strength demonstrated by Ling Xiao really exceeded their expectations.

With such a speed, how could Pu Mo easily kill him.

"Give you a gift!"

Ling Xiao suddenly stretched out a finger.

Break the Void Fingers and Transcend the Void!

In an instant, terrifying fingers hit Pu Mo.

It's fast enough to give no response at all.

To be honest, as long as he uses this trick, unless the other party predicts in advance, otherwise it is impossible to escape.

Pu Mo's head was pierced with a hole.