Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Looking at Chen Buyi's calm expression, the Third Sect elder sneered in his heart: "Hmph, pretend it, just pretend it. After your so-called closed disciple is abolished, you won't be so calm."

Under the gaze of everyone filled with complex emotions.

The Thirteenth Prince's terrifying sword energy, like thunder descending from the sky, had already arrived in front of Ling Xiao.

In the next moment, Ling Xiao might be split into two and cut off at the waist.

While most people were gloating and waiting for this exciting scene to appear, something strange happened.

The sword energy that had almost touched Ling Xiao's clothes actually stopped.

It was as if the air froze in an instant, and the sword energy also became stiff.

Everyone looked at where the sword energy was in shock.

They saw a hand.

A hand shining with earthy yellow light.

It was this hand that blocked the fierce sword energy as easily as taking out a piece of paper.

In the main square of Magic Dragon City, there was a moment of deathly silence.

The next moment, the whole place was in an uproar.

They confirmed that the hand belonged to the impostor.

Ling Xiao still maintained his indifferent smile, looked at the astonished Thirteenth Prince and said, "With your attack power, I don't even need a sword.

Maybe I think highly of you? "

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xiao's figure suddenly disappeared.

Although he did not learn any magic dragon phantom, his wolf walking thousands of miles still made it difficult for the Thirteenth Prince to guard against it at this moment.

The Thirteenth Prince found that he couldn't feel Ling Xiao's breath.

At that moment, he felt extremely frightened, and a look of panic appeared on his face.

Suddenly, from a strange angle, a sword light pierced out.

The sword light was like a phantom, instantly changing from one to dozens.

The sword shadows were as fast as lightning, flying towards the thirteen prince's body.

Of course, every sword shadow avoided the critical point.

After all, this is the middle disciple selection competition, not a life and death duel, Ling Xiao still knows the heat.

At this moment, the Thirteenth Prince did not completely lose his bearings.

After all, his cultivation is not weak. Although he is not as good as Ling Xiao in terms of combat experience and momentum, he is not bad in terms of cultivation and martial arts.

While quickly retreating to avoid Ling Xiao's terrifying sword shadow, he also began to swing the long knife in his hand.

The long knife formed a series of thunder and lightning knife shadows around his body.

These knife shadows gradually formed a basically airtight defense.

The defense was formed, and the Thirteenth Prince began to prepare for a counterattack.

The broadsword was raised into the sky, and then struck down hard.

I saw countless knife shadows in the sky finally turning into one, then thunder and lightning flashed, and the air exploded.

He slashed towards Ling Xiao.

"Thunder Explosion—Nine Layers of Swords!"

With a roar, the terrifying sword energy completely exploded on top of Ling Xiao's head.

The aura of terror began to spread towards the surroundings.

Many people couldn't help but be surprised when they felt this terrifying aura.

"He is indeed the most outstanding among the lower disciples. His attacks are so powerful that even a warrior with a first-level Yin-Yang realm and second-level hell training cannot stop him."

"Yes, that Ling Xiao thought he had turned defeat into victory. With this move, he might be shattered to pieces."

"But he died, and I was afraid that the Thirteenth Prince would also be punished."

"What are you afraid of? There are three sect elders protecting you. If Ling Xiao dies, he is dead. He is just a fake anyway. Didn't you see that the adopted sons and daughters of the leader were bullied like this? Didn't he take action to protect his shortcomings? "

"How come I heard that the reason why the leader didn't protect his shortcomings was because he was too disappointed with those adopted sons and daughters? Those people themselves didn't dare to resist, so why did the leader take action?"

Amidst this discussion, Ling Xiao received the breakthrough he had been waiting for.

When he came here before, he had swallowed the giant python demon core and refined the seal-breaking pill in his body.

However, if this elixir is to fully exert its power, it needs external stimulation.

It just so happened that this time the Thirteenth Prince's attack was very powerful.

Ling Xiao didn't stop him.

Let this power pour in from the top of his head and hit the seal-breaking pill.

The power of the elixir is released instantly.

And Ling Xiao's sealed cultivation was completely released.

The potential in his body is huge, so how difficult is it for him to achieve a breakthrough?

A transition to the early stage of the ten levels of hell in the Yin and Yang realm!

When Ling Xiao's cultivation reached this level, the Thirteenth Prince had turned into complete garbage in his eyes.

I no longer even have the qualifications to help him practice.

Facing the Thirteenth Prince, Ling Xiao smiled slightly and said, "For the sake of helping me break through, I won't waste your cultivation, but I hope you won't provoke me again in the future!"

After saying this, the long sword in his hand shook, and the dark sword energy was released.

"Your King Chen's royal family may have very powerful martial arts skills, but it's a pity that you haven't learned the essence.

I can even defeat your fourteenth brother, but you are nothing to me! "

After saying this, he stabbed out with his long sword.

At the same time, the Thirteenth Prince's sword struck again.

The collision between the sword and the long knife triggered a terrifying energy vibration.

Under the attention of countless people, the long knife was unexpectedly thrown away and then stabbed into the ring.

Before the Thirteenth Prince could react to what happened, Ling Xiao raised his foot and kicked him directly in the abdomen.

The prince spurted blood from his mouth, his figure flew out wildly, rubbed against the ring, and finally fell under the ring.

At this moment, the square fell into dead silence again.

Everyone looked at the thirteenth prince who fell under the ring.

At this time, the Thirteenth Prince's clothes were almost completely torn into pieces by the sword energy, leaving only the inner armor, which did not completely disgrace him.

But even so, he was still very embarrassed.

The person almost passed out, looking up at the sky blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, everyone's mood is very complicated.

Some people are thinking, is that person really the fake Ling Xiao? But the terrifying combat power he displayed that was inconsistent with his cultivation was really similar to the rumored Ling Xiao.

Some people are thinking that it’s a good thing that we didn’t force ourselves, otherwise, we would be the ones in the lurch at this time.

Some people are still thinking that the leader has taken on a good disciple this time. Whether he is a fake or the real Ling Xiao, he has made a profit.

I just don’t know how long this genius can live.

Will the three elders and two deputy leaders allow him to exist?

After the dust settled, Ling Xiao put away his sword.

Then he turned and looked at the podium.

At this time, he was spotless, and not a trace of blood was stained on his clothes.

There wasn't even a single wrinkle in his clothes, as if he hadn't experienced any battle at all.

Compared with the wretched appearance of the Thirteenth Prince, it was as if he was in heaven or on earth.

I'm afraid at this moment, anyone who is not an idiot should know how strong Ling Xiao is.

Not to mention becoming a lower disciple is more than enough, even being promoted to an intermediate disciple is no problem at all.