Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Does it matter whether I am Shenwuming or not?"

Shen Wuming stood on the ring, and a terrifying aura was released. He was obviously only a first-level god, but he carried an irresistible pressure, as if what he stood in front of was a terrifying old monster.

Ling Xiao stood there and watched indifferently. It was true that his opponent was very strong.

But in a battle with the same level, he is very confident and will never lose.

He is a reincarnated person, a person with a Tyrant Martial Spirit. If he loses, it will become a joke.

Although the divine fog in front of me is stronger than the divine wheel.

But there was no need for him to be afraid.

"You must be very tired after fighting continuously. I won't take advantage of you. Just rest and recover. When you recover, we will fight again."

Shen Wuming smiled.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. Even the people in the temple didn't understand what their divine ancestor was doing.

Shouldn't Ling Xiao be killed while Ling Xiao is being consumed?

So confident?

The people from the God-Slaying Legion, the Pioneers and the Alliance of Small Forces had mocking expressions on their faces, and they actually said such conceited words in the face of Ling Xiao.

Who does he think Ling Xiao is?

That is the ancient forbidden body!

"Anyway, this is a good thing for us. He likes to be stupid, so let him be stupid."

Although the people of the God-Slaying Legion were confused, they were still happy. In this way, Ling Xiao could fight with all his strength.

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "No need to waste time, it's not a waste of my energy with just a few losers, but I feel like I'm taking advantage.

After all, after defeating two people in a row, my combat power has now increased by 20%. Even if I win, it seems to be a weak victory.

So be it, I'll fight you with only one arm later. "

madman!

Ling Xiao is crazy!

These two people are both crazy. Why are they pretending to be so cool in the ring? Wouldn’t it be over if they use all their strength?

"Ling Xiao, don't be stupid!"

"That's right, you defeated two people in a row and spent a lot of money. You deserve the 20% increase in combat power."

"That's right, Ling Xiao, be more serious."

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The people of the God-Slaying Legion were a little anxious.

If the opponent likes to pretend, just let him pretend. Just seize this opportunity and kill the opponent. Why are you pretending too? I'm really speechless.

"Shenwu Ming, you are so mentally ill, attack quickly!"

"That's right, you like to show off, but don't ruin our temple's plans!"

Over at the temple, many people didn't know Shen Wuming's identity, so they were very angry.

"Shut up, everyone!"

Shen Mietian roared: "Shen Wuming has his own reasons for doing that. What are you talking about!"

Of course he knew the identity of Shen Wuming.

Because the soul inside is the divine ancestor.

The Divine Ancestor is the being who created the temple. He is the most powerful being in tens of thousands of years. He has personally destroyed powerful organizations such as the Ancestral Dragon Court.

Even if his cultivation has been suppressed to the first-order god realm, his experience, his methods, and his vision are completely different.

Therefore, in the eyes of Shen Mietian, Shen Wuming could not lose.

"Haha, you are so arrogant!"

Shenwu Ming looked at Ling Xiao and smiled: "You all know that I am not Shenwu Ming, but I am still so arrogant. It seems that you are indeed very confident. If so, let's fight."

"Take action!"

Ling Xiao had one hand behind his back, and he really planned to fight the opponent with one hand.

The people of the God-Slaying Legion were quite speechless.

The people in the temple breathed a sigh of relief. Shen Wuming was arrogant, and Ling Xiao was even more arrogant. This was good, very good.

"Haha, the little guy is really confident. Then I will break your boring self-confidence."

Suddenly, Shen Wuming launched an attack, condensing a divine sword in his hand, and then slashed out with one sword.

It seems like a casual sword, but it is extremely powerful, no less powerful than the Divine Wheel Wanzhang.

Moreover, the skill of this sword means that there is no waste of energy, so the actual effect is more terrifying than the attack of Shenlun Wanzhang.

It is true that the Divine Wheel is a genius, but a genius cannot master martial arts skills in an instant.

The Divine Ancestor is not only a genius, he has also lived for so long that his skills are unrivaled.

Fast, accurate and ruthless!

This sword almost brought out all the advantages of Shenwu Ming's body.

Facing this blow, Ling Xiao just smiled faintly, then condensed the ancient divine spear in his right hand, and then stabbed it out.

"Then why does Shen Wuming's attack feel so sophisticated!"

"Yes, and this power feels more terrifying than the divine wheel!"

The people of the God-Slaying Legion frowned.

The pioneers didn't look good either.

Only the people in the temple were extremely excited, and those who had scolded the god Wu Ming were dumbfounded at this time.

The Divine Wheel is already terrifying.

Shenwu Ming is even more terrifying, and it always feels like this random strike contains the rhythm of a master of martial arts.

boom!

On the stage, the two attacks collided.

The tip of the needle faced the awning, and terrifying power burst out in an instant, as if a planet had exploded on the arena.

Thump thump thump!

Ling Xiao stepped back more than ten meters before finally standing still.

"What!"

"This Shenwu Ming is too powerful!"

"He actually knocked Ling Xiao away?"

Many people find it unbelievable that in the previous battles, Ling Xiao always pushed back the opponent. Even when facing the Divine Wheel, Ling Xiao never had the slightest disadvantage.

This time the collision with Shenwu Ming was actually repelled.

Incredible.

This Shenwu Ming is too strong.

"interesting!"

Ling Xiao smiled, hooked his hand at Shen Wuming and said, "Come again!"

"Young people are really arrogant. I really don't like you!"

After saying this, Shen Wuming suddenly rushed forward and was in front of Ling Xiao in an instant.

Then he slashed out with a sword!

Ling Xiao showed an excited expression and stabbed out with the gun in one hand.

Boom boom boom...

In the ring, the two men's attacks continued to collide.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves had been exchanged, and from the beginning to the end, Ling Xiao was at a disadvantage and seemed to be suppressed.

Shen Wuming frowned.

Although he was always at an advantage, there was an ominous feeling that Ling Xiao didn't seem to be using his full strength at all.

"Is this kid the same as me?"

Shenwu Ming's expression became increasingly ugly. It would be a joke if he, a dignified divine ancestor, lost to a rising star.

But the situation in front of him made him very uneasy.

People in the audience didn't understand this.

What they saw was Shenwu Ming's absolute advantage.

"I know this Shenwu Ming. Although he is extremely talented, he cannot be so powerful. His moves are simple and sophisticated, without any unnecessary movements.

The control of energy is also almost perfect.

In a head-on confrontation, Ling Xiao couldn't take any advantage. "

"Yeah, it's like an old monster that has lived for many years. It's so weird."

"Ling Xiao just said that this Shen Wuming is not that Shen Wuming. Is this true?"

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