Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Marquis of Dongjun? We are really enemies on a narrow road. I thought I wouldn't meet him here, but I didn't expect to meet him anyway."

Ling Xiao gritted his teeth. It just so happened that killing Jiao Batian was not enough for him. This time facing the Marquis of Dongjun, he wanted to really try the thrill of fighting the first cave heaven warrior.

Jiao Batian is too weak and has no reference value.

This is not the case with the Marquis of Dongjun. This guy was once a fighting hero of the Divine Phoenix Empire. Although he has become arrogant and licentious now, his past experience will not be lost no matter what.

So this guy is definitely an extremely difficult opponent.

With the early stage cultivation of Jiuzhongtian, it is difficult to face the warriors of the first cave heaven realm in the true sense.

But he was not afraid.

After all, he didn't use all his strength when dealing with Jiao Batian.

"Where has the Gao Yangjun you just mentioned gone?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"I'm not sure about this. After Gao Yangjun betrayed President Wu Xiang, he left, probably at the City Lord's Mansion."

The shopkeeper said.

"Okay, after I resolve the matter here, I will go to the City Lord's Mansion to settle the accounts with Gao Yangjun. The traitor must die miserably, otherwise, it will be difficult to scare the monkeys!"

Ling Xiao gently patted the shopkeeper on the shoulder and said: "Okay, you can rest here first. I have helped you heal most of the injuries. At least you won't die. After solving the problem in the backyard, I will treat you again."

"Um."

The shopkeeper didn't know Ling Xiao's strength, but the reputation of the Chosen Son was so famous. He had absolute admiration and blind trust in the Chosen Son Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao stood up, and then his face turned gloomy, and a cold murderous aura spread around him.

…

In the backyard of Xianglong Trading Company, the army of the city lord's palace has forced the warriors of Xianglong Trading Company to the point of no return.

The two sides were at war with each other, with incomparable hatred and murderous intent in each other's eyes.

In mid-air, two figures were fighting.

This is an absolute life and death showdown.

There are no mistakes to make, and whoever makes a mistake will die without a burial place.

One of them is Wu Xiang.

At this time, his face was pale and angry, and his attacks became more and more fierce and unreasonable. He even wanted to kill the opponent in a short time even if he was injured.

There was no way, he was poisoned.

Moreover, it is a poison that is difficult to cure. The longer the delay, the weaker he becomes and the less likely he is to win.

His opponent was a warrior who had just entered the Cave Heaven Realm. Under normal circumstances, he might not be afraid.

But now, he can only solve the dilemma of Xianglong Trading Company by killing the other party as soon as possible.

He can escape.

With his cultivation and strength, no one here can stop him.

But if he leaves, what will happen to so many good brothers?

He founded the Holy Dynasty Restoration Association. Now at this critical moment, how could he choose to escape like this?

That's too despicable and shameless.

It's not his style.

On the other side, a middle-aged man wearing a purple shirt and a purple gold crown, who looked very noble, was the Marquis of Dongjun.

Dongjun Houming knew that Wu Xiang was poisoned, so he never confronted Wu Xiang head-on. He just relied on his own physical skills to dodge.

Seeing Wu Xiang's angry but helpless look, a winner's smile appeared on his face.

This smile was full of ridicule and teasing, just like a cat playing with a mouse.

Below the battlefield, the warriors of Xianglong Trading Company did not dare to act rashly, even though their eyes were about to spit out fire, and they were so angry that they wanted to die together with the enemy.

But there is no way. If they move, the people in the City Lord's Mansion will also move. In the end, not only will they not be able to help, but they will cause greater losses.

Feng Yaorao and Po Qianjun, who were standing at the front, had gloomy and ugly expressions on their faces, showing reluctance and strong anger.

The other party could obviously lead an army to kill them all.

But he just didn't do that.

Why?

Just to torture their president in front of them.

This is shame, helplessness, and heartbreaking pain!

"Yaoluo, listen, once the fight breaks out later, I will do my best to protect you. No matter what, I must find Ling Xiao. This revenge must be avenged!"

Po Qianjun suddenly looked at Feng Yaoruo and said, "If this grandson of Dong Junhou fights like this, President Wu Xiang will be defeated sooner or later. Only Ling Xiao can avenge us."

"We said it when we joined the National Restoration Association together. We will live and die together. I will not escape."

Feng Yaorao shook his head and said.

"Muddleheaded, if you don't leave, who will spread the word about what's going on here, and who can avenge us?"

Po Qianjun said angrily.

"Isn't there Yue Qin? Her cultivation is stronger than ours. Letting her go has a better chance of winning."

Feng Yaorao said lightly.

"If I don't leave, I won't leave President Wu Xiang behind."

Yue Qin shook her head firmly and said.

"You all, stop fighting. No one can leave here today. You, the people of Xianglong Trading Company, have only one way, and that is death!"

The voice of the Marquis of Dongjun came suddenly, showing strong disdain and contempt: "I am tired of playing, Wu Xiang, don't blame me for being shameless, I blame you for not having the vision, for mistaking that villain Gao Yangjun, hehe hey-hey."

"puff!"

Wu Xiang fell to the ground, and a mouthful of black blood spurted onto the ground. His face became even more ugly, and his body looked extremely weak, almost to the point where he could not fight.

"Brothers, protect the president!"

Po Qianjun roared, raised his spear, and charged towards him with his men.

We've reached this point, so let's die. At least we should have some support before we die.

"kill!"

A group of people rushed forward at the same time.

Those who remain are the loyal and brave men of the Holy Dynasty Restoration Association. Even in this extremely dangerous situation, they can still defend the dignity of the Restoration Association with their own blood.

"Hmph, what a bunch of rubbish and rubbish! Don't do anything, let me do it!"

The Marquis of Dongjun snorted coldly and said: "With just three melons and two jujubes, you actually want to overthrow the rule of the True Demon Empire. It is simply a joke in the world. In the face of absolute strength, your heroic words, your Courage is worthless.

Die to me all! "

In the sneer, black flames burned on Dongjunhou's body.

This flame is actually cold.

It is the flame from the underworld and is the greatest characteristic of the Nether Phoenix Clan.

With both fists blasted out, the powerful black flame turned into a huge underworld phoenix and rushed out.

The loud chirping of the phoenix sounded, and the entire Xianglong Trading Company was filled with dark clouds, as cold as hell.

"Chance!"

Wu Xiang, who was lying on the ground and seemed unable to move, suddenly stood up at this moment, and the blood-red light in his hand turned into a huge cross.

"Blood Cross!"

Dong Junhou's face changed drastically, knowing that he had been fooled.

I didn't expect that Wu Xiang would be so calm even at this point, and could come up with such a way to deal with him.

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