Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The scene of "Ling Xiao"'s body breaking into pieces made everyone frightened and stunned.

"Haha, hahahaha, idiot, I've told you before, I've encountered it before, there's no way you'll survive."

Fan Ruolin couldn't help laughing when he saw Ling Xiao being blown up, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"It's interesting. Your Fan family's martial spirit is actually a musical instrument. This is a rare martial spirit."

Ling Xiao had seen musical instrument martial arts before, and that was when he was in the Yuehua Sect.

However, the musical instrument martial arts seen at that time were unable to exert much power because the warriors themselves were too weak.

Not like now.

Fan Ruolin's martial soul can release terrifying sound waves that can destroy the enemy with just a slight movement, making it difficult for people to guard against it.

Hearing Ling Xiao's voice, Fan Ruolin's entire face became extremely funny.

As if he had seen a ghost, he suddenly turned back and looked at Ling Xiao, who was standing there intact.

"You! Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Nonsense, of course I am a human being. I have always wondered how a big family like yours, the Fan family, could have a martial spirit that is not known to outsiders. Now it seems that if it is such a martial spirit, it is really easy to hide it. ah.

It's a pity that it can't be hidden from my eyes. "

Only Ling Xiao's Tai Chi Eye can see through the appearance to the essence and discover what Fan Ruolin's real killing move is.

"Okay, now that you've seen it, I don't need to hide it."

While Fan Ruolin was speaking, a shadow of a guzheng appeared behind him.

The guzheng is antique and looks quite beautiful. It is covered with special lines, as if there is a soul living in it.

It's really amazing.

"The piano demon strikes!"

The moment he revealed his martial spirit, the sound of terrifying music hit him at the same time.

This time, Fan Ruolin rose into the air, and as the music was released, the entire arena exploded.

Although it was not completely destroyed due to the special material of the arena, it was already riddled with holes and was in a state of disrepair.

"Change the stage!"

The host shouted, and a brand new stage was replaced.

"These two are so scary. No matter who they are, we are no match."

"Yeah, it's a battle that puts equal emphasis on wisdom and strength. Both of them are so weird."

"If we were to go up there, we probably wouldn't survive one round, right?"

"A rendezvous? I don't think I can last even half a round."

"Today's young people are really terrible. I guess there will be more jaw-dropping battles in this White Tiger Tournament. I feel excited just thinking about it."

"Yes, this is just Young Master Fan. I really don't know how powerful the Four Heroes of Hai must have been that day?"

Everyone was excited. From the beginning they were completely hostile to Ling Xiao, but now they actually have some admiration for Ling Xiao.

After all, Xuanjie is a place where strength is important. Whoever is stronger will have more say.

Ling Xiao's ability is truly admirable.

Naturally, they won't be completely one-sided in their insults.

In this era, they can witness a duel between geniuses, and it is not in vain that they have lived through it.

There is no telling how many of the so-called geniuses will actually survive and perform miracles.

The arena was changed, and it was a better arena, with the magic circle pattern on it, obviously to deal with the powerful attacks of these two people.

Ling Xiao gradually saw through Fan Ruolin's path, and traces of black energy began to emerge from the long sword in his hand.

At this point, he no longer planned to waste time.

Fan Ruolin also clearly felt the fighting spirit and murderous aura that filled Ling Xiao's body.

He also wants to fight his most beautiful battle!

In this battle, if he can destroy Ling Xiao, he will reach a higher level, and he may be able to defeat even Jun Mochou.

However, if he loses, Fan Ruolin is afraid that not only will he become a laughing stock, but he himself will also be depressed for a long time.

Maybe this will affect the duel at the White Tiger Conference.

"Ling Xiao, come on, use your strongest moves. In this battle, I will make you defeated!"

Fan Ruolin roared loudly.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

Based on Fan Ruolin's strength, he is really not qualified to use all his strength.

Let alone Fan Ruolin, even Jun Mochou is not worthy of him using all his strength.

The sword in Ling Xiao's hand was condensing terrifying black energy.

Behind him was the dark night.

Above his head, a dark magic sword hung.

Then, he actually threw away the long sword in his hand, grabbed the dark magic sword directly, and looked at Fan Ruolin.

Using the dark magic sword to deal with Fan Ruolin is really overkill.

However, it is necessary to hone combat skills in such a battle, so Ling Xiao still wants to use it.

What's more, the dark magic sword has different powers to deal with Fan Ruolin in front of him.

The final move of "The Art of Destroying the World" can solve the problem.

As soon as the dark magic sword came out, the entire arena suddenly became eerie and terrifying, as if some monster was coming.

Um?

Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, because he clearly felt that something was calling him in the hell tower.

That kind of energy is very similar to the ancient demon, but there are some differences.

But it is definitely pure energy of darkness, the secret of shadow.

"Forget it, don't think so much first. After solving the battle in front of you, think about other things."

Ling Xiao shook his head and looked at Fan Ruolin again.

At this time, Fan Ruolin was suspended in the air, with a guzheng in his hand.

If you look closely, you will find that the guzheng does not have a physical body, but is transformed by his martial spirit.

"The music of murder begins!"

As Fan Ruolin's voice sounded, a chilling music was released from the guzheng, gradually filling the entire arena.

Vaguely, one can actually feel as if thousands of troops are fighting, which is frightening.

"Dark Demonic Sword: Body Destruction!"

The dark magic sword in Ling Xiao's hand has also been thrust out.

The terrifying black sword energy spurted out from the dark magic sword like a fountain, centering on his body and spreading rapidly to the surroundings.

The entire sixty-ninth floor was almost entirely filled with the black sword energy.

Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee…

Fan Ruolin's figure flashed, constantly dodging Ling Xiao's attacks, and at the same time, he activated the music.

At this time, he was already in a miserable state. His clothes were in tatters and stained red with blood. He looked very miserable.

However, there was a winner's smile on his face.

"Explode! The music of murder!"

At that moment, all the music symbols in the entire arena exploded at the same time, and the arena instantly turned into a terrifying battlefield.

People can even see thousands of troops charging towards Ling Xiao, trying to tear Ling Xiao into pieces.

"It's useless! Your power is too weak!"

Ling Xiao still just stood there, suddenly waving the dark magic sword in his hand, and the sword energy that was originally released condensed together in an instant, forming a huge black sword.