Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Everyone was shocked by Shen Wuming's fighting skills.

For a moment, I thought of what Ling Xiao had just said. Did Ling Xiao discover something?

But even if something is wrong is discovered at this time, it seems to be meaningless.

The battle has been going on for such a long time. If there is a problem, Shen Wuming has no right to stand there.

Now, only Ling Xiao can turn the tide.

The two people on the stage went back and forth, and the fight continued until the 300th round, but there was still no winner.

Suddenly, the two collided and then separated.

Shen Wuming laughed: "Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao, you are indeed powerful. At your age, you are indeed invincible at your level. But when you meet me, you are destined to lose!"

As he spoke, the shadow of the True God appeared behind Shenwu Ming.

The terrifying aura suddenly surged again.

"Damn it, this guy hasn't tried his best yet, Ling Xiao is in danger!"

The people of the God-Slaying Legion were a little desperate when they saw this scene. After all, Ling Xiao was suppressed before Shen Wuming fought with all his strength.

Now, isn't Ling Xiao doomed?

"Damn it! How can this guy be so strong! I can't understand it!"

Shenwu clearly ignored the roar of the God-Slaying Legion.

He waved his hand with a smile, and started with a sword.

"The founding sword technique, the first style, the mysterious and mysterious sword!"

As Shen Wuming's voice sounded, his real killing move was unleashed.

In the void, strange sacred patterns emerged.

Then, rays of sword light pierced Ling Xiao at the same time at extremely strange angles and timings.

"What a terrifying swordsmanship!"

Everyone around was shocked.

Until now, I didn’t expect Shen Wuming to have such a powerful trump card.

Not only are the angles of these sword lights strange, but they are also completely different in time.

This makes it even more irresistible.

What's even more frightening is that there are sacred patterns attached to those sword lights. I don't know what they represent, but it is definitely not simple.

"Oh, what a superb swordsmanship."

Ling Xiao couldn't help but admire: "However, it's a bit fancy. You have lived in vain for so many years. Don't you know that the simpler the sword technique, the more terrifying it is?"

"Tough talk!"

Shen Wuming sneered, and countless sword lights had fallen.

Boom boom boom boom...

Terrifying roars came one after another, and the people of the God-Slaying Legion screamed. Not even Ling Xiao could completely block such an attack.

"Hahaha, Ling Xiao is dead!"

"That is, how could he avoid being locked by such terrifying and numerous sword lights?"

Finally, the roar ended.

But Ling Xiao's figure was not seen there.

"Where are the people?"

"It must have been completely destroyed."

"It must be, not even the fur is left!"

The warriors in the temple cheered.

"puff!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

Standing there, Shen Wuming was pierced by a spear.

The person holding the spear is not Ling Xiao, who is it?

"I don't care who you are. Your sword moves are too complicated. Although the power is huge, if you can't hit it, what's the point? It's better than my attack."

Ling Xiao's voice sounded again, and the spear had been drawn out of Shen Wuming's body.

The moment he pulled it out, Ling Xiao launched another attack.

Shen Wuming resisted with all his strength.

boom!

In an instant, he was repulsed.

"Impossible, you were clearly suppressed by me just now, how could it be!" Shen Wuming's face changed drastically.

"I'm playing with you. You really think you are powerful. I just used less than 50% of my power. You can suppress me, which is pretty good."

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "If it weren't for this last big move of yours, I would have killed you long ago, and I still had to wait until now."

While talking, Ling Xiao continued to attack.

By the time Shen Wuming reacted, he was already outside the ring.

He seemed unable to believe that he had lost and wanted to return to the ring, but he had no chance.

"Impossible! How could I lose!"

The ancestor of the gods was completely unacceptable.

He was actually defeated by a warrior who was less than eight hundred years old.

For a moment, he was furious and terrified.

This was his first defeat after becoming the Divine Ancestor.

Although it was because of his cultivation that he was fixed at the first-level god realm, he still couldn't believe that this was true, it was too outrageous.

"Failed! The Divine Ancestor was actually defeated!"

In the God-Slaying Legion, everyone who knew Shen Wu’s true identity was going crazy at this time. How could the Divine Ancestor be defeated?

The Divine Ancestor must never be defeated!

What a joke!

That's outrageous!

Unacceptable, totally unacceptable!

"This Ling Xiao is simply unbelievable!"

Leng Yun was also stunned. As the most powerful genius of the pioneers, she had seen many powerful beings.

For example, the divine wheel is endless, and the divine fog is bright.

But none of them are as good as Ling Xiao.

In the battle, Ling Xiao gave people a feeling of being at ease, as if no matter what enemy he faced, he could easily kill them.

The God-Slaying Legion was simply ecstatic.

Overjoyed.

Just now, they were worried that Ling Xiao would lose, but in the blink of an eye, Ling Xiao actually won. This situation changed a little too fast, making them all confused.

But no matter what, he won after all.

The Spirit King's treasure will belong to the God-Slaying Legion.

"Hahaha, you bastards of the temple, your end has come. In the past, no matter what the treasure was, you were the ones who got it. This time, you miscalculated."

"You have been strong for so long, and it is time to withdraw from the stage of history."

"The God-Slaying Legion has mastered the Soul King's Treasure, and our chance to counterattack is here!"

The people of the God-Slaying Legion were very excited.

At this time, Ling Xiao had already looked at the Spirit King's treasure.

The headless Spirit King's Treasure flew towards Ling Xiao, and was then taken into the world of mountains and rivers by Ling Xiao, and merged with the Spirit King's Crown to form the complete Spirit King's Treasure.

Shen Wuming looked at this scene coldly and said through a message: "Although we can't enter that place, he will come out. When the time comes, we must stop him at all costs.

The disaster is about to come, and when the time comes, it will be impossible for our temple to stop it. If we obtain the Spirit King's Treasure, the temple will be more confident in surviving this disaster. "

"Disaster? Divine Ancestor, what are you referring to? Is it the God-Slaying Legion that wants to launch a disaster against us?"

Shen Huiyue asked doubtfully.

"The God-Slaying Legion is nothing, not worth mentioning." Shen Wuming shook his head and said: "Do you know why I created the true god and why I created the temple? Why do I want to dominate the entire temple world?

The purpose is just to resist the coming disaster.

It's a pity that those idiots don't understand my thoughts and want to rebel against me. When disaster strikes, they will know what I think. "

Everyone in the temple was still confused. They didn’t know what the ancestor God saw or knew, but they could feel the fear and uneasiness of the ancestor God.

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