Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"So strong!"

Ling Xiao couldn't help but smile. He didn't know what kind of martial arts Meng Tong practiced, but he was definitely not weak.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explode with such a strong momentum.

Of course, the stronger Meng Tong is, the happier he is!

"Come on, use your strongest blow and let me see how good you are!"

Ling Xiao did not move forward. He stood there like an eternal god of war. Even if there were huge waves and strong winds, he could not be shaken in the slightest.

"Master, be careful!"

Meng Tong's moves have been condensed to the extreme.

There is no difference between victory and defeat in terms of momentum, but after all, the battle cannot be based solely on momentum, the final result is the king.

As soon as the sound fell to the ground, Meng Tong shook Fang Tian's painted halberd, and all the fighting spirit that broke out suddenly disappeared, and then completely condensed on the tip of the spear.

The fighting spirit that had just been overwhelming and almost unbearable for many of the soldiers watching was actually instantly compressed to the size of a spear tip.

Once this is released, how terrifying it will be.

"good!"

Facing this shot, Ling Xiao did not hesitate to let out his own voice of admiration, and then the black and white colors continued to condense on the Golden Crow Sword.

The sword intent of killing and destruction is also integrated with it.

Hundred-War Divine Gun!

Cone of Light and Shadow!

Rumble, rumble!

Violent noises echoed in the ground like thunder. Many soldiers were unprepared for a moment and were knocked to the ground by the terrifying impact, with horror on their faces.

horrible!

It's so terrible!

They originally thought that Meng Tong was a monster, so powerful that it was terrifying.

Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao, who looked gentle and elegant, could be so powerful.

It was just one fight, but the movement caused had already convinced them completely.

In this battle, even if Ling Xiao lost, they were convinced.

With people like this leading them, their future will be bright.

The terrifying confrontation continued, but those with sharp eyes would notice that Meng Tong actually began to retreat.

On the ground, he had stepped on terrible cracks, and his legs sank into the soil, but he was still pushed backwards.

"die!"

A word suddenly burst out from Ling Xiao's mouth.

Everyone shuddered violently.

At that moment, they seemed to see the God of Death appear, and the entire underground seemed to have become a sea of ​​blood.

After a while, the roar was over!

The explosive aura also disappeared.

Meng Tong stood there blankly. On his neck, a sword was pointed there, and there was a touch of bright red on the tip of the sword.

"Lost! I lost!"

Meng Tong smiled bitterly and said: "I didn't expect that Young Master is so strong. Even if I try my best, I am still no match for you."

"Your weakness is that your moves have too few changes, but this is also your strength. The key depends on who you fight."

Ling Xiao smiled and put away his sword, then patted Meng Tong on the shoulder and said: "Ordinary people can't see your flaws, so it may be best to keep your current style without changing it."

He said this because he was worried that after this battle, Meng Tong would lose to him and rashly change his fighting style, which would go astray.

"My subordinates know that the young master's sword strike just now almost made me think that I was going to die. The terrifying killing intent of the sword was really terrifying."

At this moment, Meng Tong was willing to serve Ling Xiao, and he was completely convinced.

In the past, it was to repay a favor, but now it is to serve sincerely. There may seem to be no difference between the two, but in fact the difference is huge.

Repaying kindness will always treat him as an outsider and Ling Xiao as his benefactor.

And to serve sincerely means to completely treat Ling Xiao as one of your own, as a brother.

The soldiers who were watching also cast their eyes of admiration and admiration at Ling Xiao.

A sixteen-year-old boy could be so powerful, which made them feel a little ashamed of themselves.

"Sir, your swordsmanship should have become somewhat mature, right?"

"The seventh floor of Xiaocheng is not far from Dacheng."

Ling Xiao's cultivation is improving, the secret of light and shadow is improving, and at the same time, his sword intention is also improving.

Because of this, his combat effectiveness has always remained very strong.

Unlike many warriors who focus on improving their cultivation, they end up failing to keep up with their martial arts skills.

He will not.

"Young master is really powerful. You can keep improving something as unpredictable as sword intent. It really puts us to shame."

Qin Huo smiled bitterly and said: "Although my cultivation is already at the Cave Heaven Realm, my fighting spirit is just a beginning and I have never been able to break through to a small level."

Sword intent is also a kind of fighting intent, but more people use swords, so it is listed separately. Being able to understand fighting intent and make use of it is very difficult in itself.

It is said that among one hundred thousand warriors, ten thousand can awaken the will to fight;

Among these 10,000, only 1,000 can solidify their fighting spirit and practice to reach the entry-level level.

Among these thousand, there are only a few who can raise their fighting spirit to a small level.

Therefore, although many people can burst out with powerful momentum, it is unconscious, does not count as fighting spirit, and cannot be used to fight or increase attack and defense.

"It depends on fate. I really can't help you. I'm here this time to tell you something."

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "The border trial will begin soon. At that time, I will enlist you under the command of the lord of Beimo City, the general of the Divine Phoenix Empire, Ji Ning. As long as you have enough military merit, You can completely break away from your status as a slave!"

"Really?"

These people are still slaves now. At least in the records of the Divine Phoenix Empire, they are still slaves. If you want to get rid of this status, you can't just talk about it. You must have military merit.

So when they heard Ling Xiao's words, they were extremely excited.

"Of course it is true, but you should know that the battlefields of the Divine Phoenix Empire are more dangerous than those on the Tianlong Continent, so your strength must be improved as soon as possible. In terms of weapons and equipment, I will find a way for you. Don't worry about this."

Ling Xiao reminded.

"Don't worry, young master, we will definitely practice hard."

Qin Huo nodded.

"Remember, your lives now are not only your own, but also mine. I will not allow any of you to die, so you must survive for me and witness the day when the Human Race's Holy Dynasty regains control of the Mysterious World!"

Ling Xiao said loudly.

"yes!"

A uniform voice sounded here.

Ling Xiao nodded with satisfaction.

Warriors with a military background are different. They have very good discipline. They will complete the tasks assigned by them perfectly, which makes him feel very at ease.

"Continue practicing and I won't disturb you anymore!"

Taking advantage of the darkness, Ling Xiao left this mysterious house.

Just as it came, like a ghost, silent and silent.

With the combination of Shadow Steps and Shadow Armor, it would be quite difficult to find him unless he was a warrior whose cultivation was much stronger than him.

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