A Demon’s Path

"Ling Xiao will definitely not be able to escape this time." Many people thought this way: "After all, Li Yuanchong is the top powerhouse among the orange-level soul masters. No matter how powerful Ling Xiao's seven souls are, he is still a red-level..."

The thought in everyone's minds hadn't dissipated yet, Ling Xiao's body skills surprised everyone again.

Ling Xiao, who originally had only one figure, now had seven or eight shadows scurrying around, twice as many as Li Yuanchong's!

"What kind of movement technique is this? It's too weird!"

"Yeah, I've never seen it before!"

"Does the Beimin faction have such agility?"

Everyone was puzzled and continued to watch the battle between the two seriously with different ideas.

Bang bang... bang bang... Li Yuanchong's white figure and Ling Xiao's blue figure bumped into each other in all directions, and everyone heard the sound of fists and feet coming out of nowhere.

It was so intense and evenly matched at the beginning, everyone felt very enjoyable!

Fierce fighting is still going on.

The frantic blue and white shadows scurried around the field for more than half a minute, and everyone heard another bang, and then saw Ling Xiao being punched by Li Yuanchong on the handle of the broom, and flew out with the broom.

Li Yuanchong's hand was so hard that it could compete with Ling Xiao's broom!

This is really too perverted!

Ling Xiao's body flew more than ten meters in the air, and then he performed a somersault in mid-air, and his feet landed back a few steps before stopping.

Although Ling Xiao was blown away, he was able to control his figure while flying out, and everyone still admired him.

"It's amazing, can you tell me how you saw through my body skills?" Seeing that Li Yuanchong didn't charge up, Ling Xiao shamelessly started his usual trick - chatting.

The purpose of chatting, one is to know the answer to the question just now, and the other is naturally to adjust the breath that has not calmed down so that I can have a chance to breathe.

Li Yuanchong didn't bother to pay attention to Ling Xiao's tricks at all. He always believed that all plots were useless in the face of great strength.

Even if Li Yuanchong saw Ling Xiao's intentions, he didn't care: "Linghuipo's second-level spirit has a skill called Tianyantong, which can see through the figures and phantoms of opponents at or below the same level."

"It's a trick!" Ling Xiao couldn't help but want to swear again, but because of the image problem, she could only howl in her heart: "With such skills, what a fart!"

In fact, he was fully aware that since the last game he pissed off Yang Chao, he didn't have any image problems at all.

Fortunately, Ling Xiao doesn't only have the skill of changing steps.

Since the melee attack is not enough, let's start the long-range attack!

"Let me say, you kid..." Ling Xiao said as he coldly put the broom into the space, waved his left and right hands together, and countless thumb-thick thunderbolts bombarded Li Yuanchong in a large area.

"Hey~" In an instant, within ten meters of Li Yuanchong's location, it was like a violent thunderstorm!

"You still have this hand?"

"That's right! A red-level soul master can actually send out so many lightning bolts, it's a bit too perverted!"

Normally speaking, for a soul master with a red-level cultivation spirit, at most two or three thunderbolts like this are already very impressive, but Ling Xiao actually sent out dozens of thunderbolts in one go!

Now, these people's evaluation of Ling Xiao has changed from "shameless, shameless" to "perverted, perverted".

"This kid is quite promising." Cheng Yu's eyes sparkled, it was the first time she saw Ling Xiao make such a serious and wonderful attack, and she completely forgot that there was Li Yuanhuan silently watching her beside her.

However, compared to Ling Xiao, Li Yuanchong is even more perverted.

Facing Ling Xiao's violent thunderstorm, Li Yuanchong didn't even hide. He just waved lightly with one hand, drawing an extremely beautiful orange circle of light.

After several buzzes, the violent thunderstorm from Ling Xiao turned into puffs of smoke in front of Li Yuanchong's aperture, and disappeared without a trace!

Not to mention everyone on the field, even Ling Xiao was so frightened that he almost stuck out his tongue: "What kind of skill is this?"

Li Yuanchong cast a disdainful glance at Ling Xiao: "The Qi Po orange-level skill, smoke and cloud circle. As long as the five elements are stronger than the opponent's, you can transform the opponent's five elements into air."

Ling Xiao yelled in his heart again: "Damn it! How can I fight this? I use ghosts to change steps, and he uses clairvoyant eyes; I use violent thunderstorms, and he uses smoke clouds. The power of Tian Chong, Ling Hui, Qi Po and Li Bo!"

Cheng Qiantai and Li Yuanhuan's expressions also changed suddenly: they had always told Ling Xiao that as long as the orange-level chain soul masters did not cultivate more than three soul stones, they would not be Ling Xiao's opponents, but now Li Yuanchong obviously has more than three soul stones!

The other spectators were also shocked for a while: the orange chain soul master with four soul stones, no, maybe there are more than that!

Shocking! Li Yuanchong is even more shocking!

After all, Ling Xiao is nineteen years old, while Li Yuanchong is only fifteen.

No one knows whether Li Yuanchong still has the power of other soul stones hidden!

If Li Yuanchong is also cultivating the Seven Souls, then the number one genius in Quan Yaotian Continent is not Ling Xiao, not Li Yuanchong!

If this is the case, all the disciples of Li Yuanchong's generation will probably commit suicide en masse in shame.

Fortunately, Li Yuanchong has no intention of stimulating the world.

He seemed to see the doubts of Ling Xiao and everyone else, and explained in a very "good teacher" way: "I only cultivated four soul stones."

Everyone can see that, Li Yuanchong's explanation means that he doesn't take Ling Xiao seriously at all.

Moreover, to Ling Xiao, this was also a disguised form of humiliation.

Ling Xiao's complexion was one white, one green, one red and one purple, colorful and wonderful.

"Master, four soul stones!" Ling Xiao finally howled in his heart, and made up his mind: "Even if there are four soul stones, I will kill this guy! I just look at your face and look at your name. Displeased, see your grandpa is displeased!"

This time, with a wave of Ling Xiao's hand, he made another action that made his body vomit blood: he summoned ten red-level spirits in one breath--little kids with short swords and wings on their backs!

Yay, babble, these ten little guys seemed to be yelling with Ling Xiao's anger, all of them opened their angry eyes and raised their swords to slash at Li Yuanchong.

If Ling Xiao's summoning method was seen by Yingpo's Ziqiong disciple, he would definitely be pissed off.

The red-level Heroic Soul Master finally summoned one, but you swung ten of them in one breath, who is the Heroic Disciple?

Moreover, Ling Xiao shamelessly released ten acceleration symbols and stuck them on the backs of those ten little guys.

When they were about to rush in front of Li Yuanchong, they accelerated their speed suddenly, trying to catch Li Yuanchong by surprise.

Even if those who know the goods admire Yu Ling Xiao's exquisite methods, they still have to admire Li Yuanchong's strength and dominance.

Whooping ten punches, such an understatement attack, turned those ten spirits into invisible "ghosts".

"Ling Xiao, what else do you have, just use it." Li Yuanchong said calmly, as if he had decided to trick Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao still has the last resort: central skills, transforming into a strange bird.

But Ling Xiao gave up without even thinking about it, because Ling Xiao didn't want people to say after the game: Look, Ling Xiao's bird was knocked out by Li Yuanchong.

"Ah!" As if he had tried his best, Ling Xiao sighed helplessly: "Actually, I still have one last move, but it's too powerful, I'm afraid you won't dare to catch it with your fist."

Li Yuanchong raised his fist and looked at it with interest: "My iron fist is so hard that it can fight with your black platinum broom. Do you think I can handle it?"

There was a tricky smile on the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth: "Then it's settled, let's compete in boxing skills? I swear in the name of the soul..."

"Okay, okay." Li Yuanchong stopped Ling Xiao impatiently: "I'm not you, so I won't be as dishonest as you, who clearly agreed to Yang Chao and played tricks."

Ling Xiao laughed cheekily and said, "If that's the case, then I'll start to do it."

Li Yuanchong looked calm: "Okay, let the horse come over."

Cheng Qiantai, Li Yuanhuan and Cheng Yu were really puzzled: What is Ling Xiao doing? With Li Yuanchong's perverted boxing skills, is he crazy? What kind of boxing skills are used to fight?

The faces of the three were strange for a while, and they thought of the answer at the same time, and couldn't help saying in unison: "Beimin Shenquan!"