Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"No--!"

With a loud scream, his body and the giant sword were directly knocked away. The giant sword fell apart in mid-air and shattered into pieces.

And Meng's body also had many wounds, and blood was spurting from his mouth.

"Martial spirit! And there is more than one martial spirit!"

At this moment, Meng felt regretful in his heart. If he had the giant sword and heroic spirit, he would definitely not suffer a loss this time.

But he foolishly sent the heroic spirit to deal with another person, which resulted in the current tragedy.

Too underestimated!

You really underestimate the enemy!

But how could this kid be so strong? How could he have three broken martial spirits?

No, no!

At least one of them is a complete soul! Complete martial spirit!

Otherwise, the power would never be so strong!

However, when masters compete with each other, one step is wrong and the next step is wrong. Now it is too late for him to wake up.

Behind him, Ling Yixue's palms were printed on Meng's body, and the cold aura spread all over Meng's body, adding more injuries to his already seriously injured body, and he fell heavily to the ground.

After all, his giant sword heroic spirit is just a broken heroic spirit that can only fight, so how can it keep holding Ling Yixue back.

The reason why Ling Yixue did not attack Ling Xiao was because she was waiting for this opportunity.

She was also a martial artist, and Meng no longer had the blessing of the heroic spirit. With this palm, Meng had no chance of survival at all, and he died on the spot.

Over there, the battle between Yin Ran and Leng Mei has ended.

The two of them looked at Ling Xiao with astonishment and awe.

Although they did not see the scene where Ling Xiao used three martial arts spirits, they could see very clearly that Ling Xiao broke through the moves of the martial arts master at the early stage of the seventh level of martial arts with one sword and seriously injured the opponent.

terrible.

Even martial arts masters can be injured.

Although he is only the lowest martial artist.

But it’s still hard to believe.

"luck!"

Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

I have to say that being able to get rid of these people so easily was really due to good luck.

If this martial artist named Meng hadn't separated his heroic spirit from his body, it would be really difficult to kill him.

I'm afraid that after the battle, Ling Xiao will never be as unscathed as he is now.

"I'll give you ten breaths of rest, continue!"

After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he sat cross-legged, threw as many as twenty Gangqi Pills into his mouth, and began to recover.

Although he was not injured just now, the consumption of three martial arts spirits at once was too serious. He had to eat more, otherwise he would not be able to recover.

Yin Ran wanted to ask something else, but when he saw the other two people starting to rest, he didn't say anything. He also sat cross-legged and recovered.

Ten breaths of time passed by in a flash.

Ling Xiao stood up and said: "There are still fifteen warriors over there. The warriors are handed over to me. You are the one to deal with the rest of the warriors."

"Leave it to you?" Ling Yixue frowned. Although she trusted Ling Xiao, she was not at ease.

"Sister, don't worry, I won't do it forcefully!"

Ling Xiao looked at the corpse of the Biyan clan lying there and smiled.

"Have you not!"

Ling Yixue thought of what happened when the Ling family was surrounded, and she guessed what Ling Xiao wanted to do.

"Yeah, that's what I want."

Then, he explained his plan, and both Yinran and Leng Mei felt surprised and incredible.

But since Ling Xiao proposed this method, it was probably not without purpose, so they planned to take a look first.

After all, this person will always be surprised and do something unexpected.

…

It was getting darker.

The slaves in the Dream Pill factory worked desperately under the threat of death, with no hope of tomorrow at all.

Their eyes were numb.

Outside the factory, a man with blond hair looked gloomily into the distance.

"It's weird, brother Meng has been out for so long, why haven't he come back yet? Could it be that something happened to him?"

The man with blond hair and green eyes is the supervisor of this Dream Pill factory.

But he is not the boss behind the scenes.

How can a boss live in such a bad environment?

"Boss, I'm back!"

Just when the golden-haired man wanted to take someone to check it out in person, a voice rang.

"Brother fierce! Huh? Who is that in your hand?"

The golden-haired man saw a person holding in Meng's hand. The person's body was covered in scars, his hair was messy, and he was stained with blood. He seemed to be seriously injured.

"Forget it, boss, the brothers I brought were killed by this kid."

Meng said very annoyed.

"What!"

The blond-haired boy stared intently at the boy. He looked no more than fifteen years old, but his face was a little more mature. He could tell he was quite powerful at first glance.

"Although this boy is young, he is a peak warrior at the sixth level of martial arts. Boss, please be careful and don't get too close."

"Why, can he still escape your grasp?"

"Boss, don't underestimate this kid. Look at all the injuries on my body. They were all caused by this kid. Although he only has the sixth level of peak martial arts, his speed is too fast. If I weren't much stronger than him, I’m afraid I won’t even be able to come to see you alive.”

The more Meng said this, the more the golden-haired man believed his words, and he actually approached him without any doubt to check his injuries.

At this moment, Ling Xiao, who had his head drooped, suddenly moved.

The ice glass sword penetrated the golden hair's chest without any hindrance. The "Snow Lotus Qi Jue" was running, and the golden hair's body was frozen in an instant.

At the same time, Yin Ran, Leng Mei, and Ling Yixue came out at the same time.

"Meng, you actually betrayed me!"

The blond-haired man still didn't understand what happened. He burned his true energy with all his strength and shattered the ice on his body.

However, Ling Xiao didn't give him a chance.

"Shadow King Kill!"

"puff!"

Another sword stabbed the golden hair.

Although the opponent dodged the vital point, he was stabbed twice in succession, and the first sword stabbed directly into the heart.

Even a martial artist is not far from death.

The golden-haired man was not thinking about fighting now, but about running away.

He didn't want to die. Only by finding a powerful pharmacist or doctor quickly could he save his life. As a martial artist, he could only rely on his true energy to temporarily save his life.

But Ling Xiao pursued him relentlessly and didn't give him a chance to escape!

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

The blond-haired man was helpless, turned around and punched Ling Xiao.

However, Meng's body suddenly stood in front of him, blocking his punch.

Ghost ship explodes!

Seizing the opportunity, Ling Xiao used Ghost Ship Explosion and hit the golden-haired body firmly.

After a loud noise, the golden hair was covered in injuries.

But this guy is really a desperado. Even after this, he is not dead yet.

Bull roar!

Sword Controlling - Two Swords Fly Together!

Seeing that the opponent was about to escape, Ling Xiao used his special move, Barbarian Bull Roar, doubling his attack.

At the same time, he used his most powerful sword-control technique!

Although the "Black Iron Scroll of Sword Controlling" is not of a high level, the sword control attack is much stronger than ordinary martial arts, especially at such a close distance, and its power is no worse than the attacks of martial arts masters in the early stage of the seventh level of martial arts.

The first sword stabbed the golden-haired man in the back of his heart, and the blood that had been stopped by his true energy surged out again.

The second sword penetrated the blonde's neck.

The stubborn desperado finally fell to the ground, struggled a few times, and lost his breath completely.

chapter;