Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Don't be so fierce. You'll scare this kid later."

An Feiren waved his hand, looking like a boss, and looked at Ling Xiao and said: "Boy, we don't want to cause trouble for you this time, but you were really not polite to us before.

Let's do this. From now on, you can follow me and help me clean up the hut. If you do it well, I will reward you heavily. "

"Ha ha ha ha."

As soon as An Feiren finished speaking, a burst of crazy laughter sounded next to him, obviously laughing at Ling Xiao.

"Are you worthy?"

Ling Xiao glanced at An Feiren calmly and said, "Go back and take a pee and take a look at yourself to see if you look better than others.

An Feitian has been hurt by me, who do you think you are, how dare you ask me to clean your latrine? "

Naturally, he would not take these people seriously.

He dared to beat An Feitian, but these people were nothing.

And now that his strength has greatly increased, there is no need to be afraid.

Looking at these losers, Ling Xiao didn't need to think too much to know that An Feitian must have arranged it.

Including the giant guard, Su Mo, and these eight people.

An Feitian's moves were really one after another.

"What did you say?"

An Feiren was stunned for a moment.

The other seven people were also in a daze.

They thought that when Ling Xiao faced the eight of them, he would definitely have to be humble, obedient, and submissive.

But I didn't expect Ling Xiao to be so arrogant. His attitude was much more arrogant than theirs.

"I think you are looking for death!"

An Feiren always believed that Ling Xiao was able to hurt An Feitian because of the sneak attack, plus An Feitian underestimated the enemy.

In fact, both the Anhua elder and the Anye clan leader said so, so there would be no lie.

Therefore, he felt that Ling Xiao was not An Feitian's opponent, nor could he be his opponent.

After all, Ling Xiao had just been promoted from the Lower Eight Immortals Mountain, how powerful could he be?

As he spoke, his powerful aura was released, and the shadow martial spirit behind him was released. It was very similar to Su Mo's, but not as strong as Su Mo, but more pure.

This aura rushed towards Ling Xiao like a black devil, wanting to teach Ling Xiao a lesson.

"Boy, originally I only planned to let you clean the latrine, but seeing how arrogant you are, you didn't take me seriously at all.

I decided not to let you clean the latrine.

From now on, you can sleep in the hut. If you dare not be smart, I will kill you! "

This place is far away from the inner hall of the Hall of Rewarding Good and Punishing Evil. It can be said that it is within the scope of the Dark Clan.

So An Fei Ren is naturally not afraid of Ling Xiao.

However, his aura rushed towards Ling Xiao and was shattered to pieces before he even got close.

"You dare to fight back?"

An FeiRen was even more annoyed.

Suddenly he waved his palm, bringing up a gust of black wind, like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and blasted towards Ling Xiao's head.

The other teenagers were there shouting and cheering.

"With all your abilities as a three-legged cat, you dare to bully me? If I don't give you some clues, you really don't know that Lord Ma has three eyes!"

Ling Xiao frowned and stepped forward suddenly. He didn't need any incarnation, let alone any martial arts. He just pointed out casually, and the aura like sword light pierced the air from his sword.

It was pure strength, but it was condensed into sword energy.

"Ah~~~"

The sword energy from his fingertips directly penetrated An Feiren's palm, and a very obvious bloody hole appeared. The pain made An Feiren scream on the spot.

But Ling Xiao's face showed a hint of indifference and ridicule.

"How can you, a useless snack like you, be worthy of staying in the inner clan? I'm afraid it's just because you were born by the clan leader's concubine, right?"

Ling Xiao sarcastically said.

"This, how is this possible! It hurts me so much! You! Aren't you only at the late stage of the first and second levels of hell?"

An Feiren couldn't believe the ending of his palm being pierced.

As the strongest one here, when he met Ling Xiao, he was defeated in one move, and the others would definitely be in trouble.

At this time, what he was thinking about was not fear, but embarrassment.

The other seven people here are all from the inner tribe and have good relations with him.

He originally wanted to show his majesty in front of these people and use Ling Xiao as a stepping stone.

Who would have thought that he would be injured first.

"Master Fei Ren, can you do that?"

"That's right, Master Fei Ren, don't come here joking. Is that kid so powerful? If you feel that you can't do it, why don't we let us do it?"

Several people nearby were encouraging him.

An Feiren, who had already planned to stop, became even more angry and almost lost his mind.

He began to numb himself and comfort himself, thinking that he had underestimated Ling Xiao and was like this because he did not use all his strength.

"Boy, you still dare to fight back! Okay, very good! Today I will let you know that the inner race and the outer race are not on the same level. Die!"

At this time, An Feiren was completely crazy.

He couldn't think of anything else now, his mind was completely filled with anger, and he only thought about beating Ling Xiao to death to defend his own face.

His hands condensed into claws in front of him, and the shadow spirit behind him actually took the shape of a tiger.

Obviously, this guy is planning to use his martial arts, and this martial arts is naturally not weak.

All the disciples of the Eight Immortals Mountain can master high-level jade martial arts, but their grades are just different.

"Dark Beast King Fist·Tiger Swallowing Style!"

With a violent roar, the tiger with the shadow behind him also pounced on Ling Xiao.

In the shadow of the fist, there was actually a ferocious tiger head emerging.

It looks really powerful.

"Good grade jade high-level martial arts skills are really wasted in the hands of a waste like you!"

Ling Xiao looked at his opponent with great disdain.

He didn't use his martial soul to transform or use his combat body. He could suppress this waste with just his physical strength.

Although An Feiren is also a reincarnation warrior, he probably cultivated to the realm of reincarnation under the heavy protection of others.

The combat experience is really bad.

"That's alright, just teasing you!"

Ling Xiao had just learned the "Wolf Walking Thousand Miles", a set of top-notch jade high-level movements, but had not yet practiced them in actual combat. Naturally, he wanted to practice them this time.

In any case, the opponent cannot pose a threat to him, so there will definitely be no problem if he plays with it.

A wolf travels a thousand miles, a lone wolf!

With the activation of the Wolf's Thousand Mile Movement Technique, Ling Xiao was behind An Feiren in an instant.

What!

An Feiren's punch, which cost a lot of experience, hit the ground directly and failed to even catch Ling Xiao's shadow.

When he was about to look for Ling Xiao, he suddenly felt a terrifying aura coming from behind.

He turned around hastily and punched.

However, there was still no sign of anyone.

"Asshole, where are you? Don't hide!"

An Feiren was already frightened. Meeting such an impossible opponent would be a nightmare for him.

"Okay, won't I show up now?

As the voice sounded, a wolf shadow suddenly appeared in front of An Feiren.