Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Xiao glanced at the old man lightly, he was not weak, he was at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm.

In this state, he is basically the strongest person he can deal with now. It's not that the Martial Alliance looks down on him, it's that the Martial Alliance cannot afford to lose him.

It would not be worthwhile if a stronger person was sent and killed by the strong man behind Ling Xiao.

At the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm, losing one will not hurt you too much, and you can also be very sure of winning Ling Xiao, which is the best choice.

"Old guy, you're a lot older, aren't you ashamed to come out?"

Ling Xiao looked at the old man and said sarcastically: "That's all your martial arts alliance can do."

"This is not a battle, this is revenge, so anyone can take action!" The old man snorted coldly and took action instantly.

He would not waste his words with Ling Xiao, because he had also heard that Ling Xiao was good at scolding, and he didn't want to be scolded badly, so it was better to do it directly.

The old man has a strong and healthy figure, as if time has not left many traces on him. There was a sharp light in his eyes, and his steps were firm and powerful. Every step seemed to be stepping on the heart of his opponent.

Accelerating instantly, like a bolt of lightning piercing the sky, rushing towards Lingxiao. His majestic momentum seemed to be felt in the air, making it impossible to ignore his presence.

The old man was shocked, but did not panic. I quickly adjusted my body shape and launched another attack. That time, I was more cautious and attacked more fiercely.

"Down!"

Xin Jian turned into a bolt of lightning in my hand, pierced the sky, and slammed into the opponent with a devastating momentum.

Wherever the martial alliance passed, the air was torn apart and a sharp whistling sound was made. The strong wind brought by the tip of the halberd blew the surrounding vegetation to and fro, causing sand and rocks to fly, creating a mess.

So I leave it to others to die.

The old man snorted warmly, raised his hand, and a martial arts club appeared in his hand.

As soon as the old man stepped on the ground, more than a dozen gaps suddenly opened on the ground. Then, I jumped up and the martial alliance slammed the halberd hard.

Faced with this blow, Ling Xiao was not hesitant. He simply put away the black knife, sacrificed the bloodthirsty sword soul, clenched his hands, and slashed out with one strike.

At that moment, it was as if time had frozen.

Zhan Ji looked at the old man and smiled and said: "That era belongs to you young people who are full of talents. The broken ships of his era should also be sunk."

When the old man found that countless blades were coming over him like a storm, the only thing I could do was to protect my whole body and resist with all my strength.

Unfortunately, I overestimated the power of the Chaos Blade Storm. The Chaos Blade Storm was more powerful than the Seven Fire God Flame Formation.

Fully ten thousand warriors rushed towards Xin Jian.

It is said that when there are fewer people, there is less strength. In fact, if there are fewer people, the courage will also become smaller.

Just a few feet away from his opponent, he suddenly struck out with a palm.

In terms of physical strength, I am indeed as old as a man.

But I am telling the truth. With Lingxiao Alliance Leader’s love for this multi-master, I am sure that we will let the halberd leave even if we are in the way. What we will face next may be just death, or even life and death. Stop the torture.

Xin Jian swept across, his breath trembling.

The war halberd advanced dozens of steps, stabbed the ground with the bloodthirsty knife, and stabilized his body.

This palm condensed the essence of his lifelong martial arts and was extremely powerful. The wind from the palm roared, with the force of thunder, and violently blasted toward Ling Xiao.

However, Xin Jian responded quickly. That time I chose to fight head-on. In terms of deep internal strength, the old man was still better after all, so I had to use my strengths and avoid my weaknesses.

Everyone thinks that others may die, and it will be themselves who die, so we all take a chance.

Whether the opponent has a martial spirit or not, the basic understanding is that the martial spirit skill is weak.

If I continue to go up like that, I guess if it takes a long time, I will die of exhaustion first.

The old man's body was as if it were made of paper, and he was cut into pieces with random knives.

In the crowd, a True Yuan realm warrior shouted softly.

The old man's threat seemed to have increased a little.

Failed miserably!

For a moment, the people around were in a state of silence. No one took a step forward. They could only watch Zhan Ji, Su Lianxing and Ye Lan hurriedly walk out.

The peak of the Divine Transformation Realm faced off against the peak of the Divine Physique Realm. An old guy who had lived for hundreds of years faced a man who was eighteen or eleven years old and still lost!

I dare to take action.

Hao Shi firmly displayed the weakest sword technique - Blood Rain Crazy Sword!

"What I am best at is the palm technique, the boxing technique, and the halberd technique. If he can survive on my martial arts alliance, let's say I am a broken ship."

I just dodged and escaped the old man's attack.

The problem is, the small one bullies the big one, and still loses!

That was the weakest move behind the Bloodthirsty Sword Technique, a human-level move. It was the top martial skill in Central Continent.

Not to mention those at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm, even those at the eighth level of the True Yuan Realm would be almost dead if they were attacked by that move.

The blow was extremely powerful, and the halberd was knocked forward by the huge impact. His face was pale, and he was obviously seriously injured.

That was so embarrassing.

The old man didn't take any advantage, and even advanced further than the halberd.

Zhan Ji smiled and said: "Pigs still think crows are white?"

"Is he just going to hide?"

The palm wind hit the sword wind, and the violent sound exploded instantly, and it was like a sudden burst of wind in front of it, blasting towards the surroundings.

However, Xin Jian always seemed to be able to find the old man's flaws, nervously avoiding the old man's attacks, and taking the opportunity to launch a counterattack.

"Is he just going to bully the big ones?"

"Haha, he is old!"

Since the opponent is the winner with sword skills, let’s use the weakest attack, Xin Jianbang!

"What are you doing in a daze? This person has killed many masters. They think many masters are dead, but they just watch this man leave. What will happen? Let's do it together!"

Because of fear of death.

The old man did not stop, however. I took advantage of the victory to pursue, and Xin Jian swung out again, with an even more fierce attack, to get straight to the vital point of the halberd.

Martial spirit skill, one-color dragon scale sword skill: Blade Storm!

When the Wu Meng collided with the bloodthirsty knife of the war halberd, there was a deafening loud noise.

The old man looked at the halberd and saw the other person's eyes, as if everything was under my control. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, that Nian Zhongren's strength was really different from ours, and I really suffered a loss that time.

After saying that, I suddenly changed the topic and said with a smile: "Yes, what he said is right. If you continue like that, there is really no point in talking about it. You haven't experienced his eight-legged cat kung fu yet, so it's time to start." !”

The two figures actually moved forward at the same time.

He was afraid of the halberd, but he was afraid of the person in front of Xin Jian.

"Hmph! Look at me, he will suffer!"

Thousands of warriors came like a tidal wave, our footsteps shook the small ground, and the shouts shook the heaven and earth, as if they were going to overturn the whole world.

Although the power of the old man's martial alliance was weak, it seemed powerless behind the halberd's flexible movement and precise moves.

Finally, the fear in our eyes turned to madness.

boom!

Lost!

The old man roared.

boom!