Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

?Ling Xiao has already reached the fifth level of cultivation, although he has just entered the fifth level.

But the terrifying defense is definitely not something that warriors in the secular world can imagine.

His figure actually arrived in front of Ling Xiaotian before Feiyu and Feiliu's attacks.

With just a casual slap, the massive attack collapsed without causing him any harm.

"If you want to destroy my Divine Sword Sect, you must first pass my Ling Xiao level!"

Ling Xiao's roar was as loud as a dragon's roar, and the terrifying concussion caused the arrows originally flying towards the Divine Sword Gate to explode in the air and then fall to the ground.

"Ling Xiao!"

Wan Ben recognized Ling Xiao at a glance.

It was impossible for him not to recognize that when Ling Xiao was still in the martial arts realm, he was very embarrassed and made him make mistakes several times.

He will not forget this person even if he turns to ashes.

"Yes, it's me, the Supreme Elder of the Divine Sword Sect, Ling Xiao!"

Ling Xiao stood there, releasing only the half-step master's aura, but even so, it boosted the morale of countless disciples of the Divine Sword Sect.

"Is that the legendary Supreme Elder Ling Xiao?"

"That's amazing. You are worthy of being a disciple of the Yuehua Sect."

"Yes, he defeated the attacks of two powerful men at the ninth level of martial arts so easily!"

"The Divine Sword Sect is saved!"

"You little beast, you came back just in time! I guess you came back because you couldn't survive in the Yuehua Sect. Then I'll kill you too and smash your Divine Sword Sect up and down and scatter your bones into ashes!"

Wan Ben was so overwhelmed with anger that he had forgotten that he could not afford to offend the Yuehua Sect.

"Wan Ben, Wan Ben! If you obediently become your governor of Baiyun Province, no one will do anything to you, but you should never team up with the disciples of the Sword King Sect to cause trouble for the Divine Sword Sect."

Speaking of this, Ling Xiao looked at the disciples of the Sword King Sect and said: "I am Ling Xiao, the outer disciples of the Yuehua Sect, and some of you are the inner disciples of the Sword King Sect. Your Sword King Sect is not the same as our Yuehua Sect." The water in Huazong's well does not interfere with the water in the river. If we leave quickly, we can still live in peace."

"Hahaha, a mere outer disciple of the Yuehua Sect dares to point fingers at our inner disciples of the Sword King Sect!"

A disciple of the Sword King Sect burst out laughing and said: "Ling Xiao, if you are willing to change the name of your Divine Sword Sect today, and then kneel down to apologize to the Sword King Sect, all of you from the Divine Sword Sect will enter the Sword King Sect and become slaves. , then we can consider letting you live..."

Every sect has slaves.

Once the losing side in the sect war is captured, most of them will become slaves and engage in some of the lowest and most miserable jobs.

"Is there really no room for negotiation?"

If possible, Ling Xiao would really not want to be an enemy of the Sword King Sect.

It's not that I'm afraid, but I really find it troublesome.

But those disciples of the Sword King Sect obviously didn't know what Ling Xiao was thinking, and their disdainful whispers were full of ridicule.

"If you don't do what we say, the Divine Sword Sect will be removed from the Tianlong Continent today!"

"That's right, the Divine Sword Sect is nothing. A mere sect that is not a top-notch sect dares to call it 'Excalibur'! Obediently do as we say, otherwise, the Divine Sword Sect will be reduced to scorched earth in an instant!"

Several disciples of the Sword King Sect are very arrogant.

Very proud too.

This is probably what is called birds of a feather flocking together.

"That's all, since we can't discuss it anymore, then you don't want to go back alive today."

Ling Xiao sighed helplessly.

He doesn't want to kill people, but some people really deserve to be killed!

His tone was calm, without the slightest hint of murderous intent, but there was determination in his eyes.

Suddenly, a large amount of true energy was ejected from his body, like a violent beast, roaring and circling around him.

To deal with these people, there is really no need to use too strong moves, what he used was exactly the same.

However, the objects being manipulated were not the thirty-six Tiangang Flying Swords, but the feather arrows scattered on the ground.

Whoosh whoosh!

…

He pointed forward with both hands, and countless feather arrows whizzed towards the rushing army.

The sound of tearing the air continued to sound in mid-air, like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.

The most terrifying thing is that the three powers of wind, thunder and rain are integrated into these feather arrows.

The splitting effect of the wind.

The shattering effect of thunder.

The corrosive effects of rain.

"Swordsmanship·Funeral!"

Ling Xiao roared angrily, and rushed towards the thousands of troops accompanied by an overwhelming barrage of feather arrows.

Today, he is no longer the Wu Xia Ameng he once was.

His strength is enough to destroy all incoming warriors with one person!

Ling Xiao may not like indiscriminate killing.

But once he decides to kill someone, he won't have any hesitation.

Wan Ben and his followers, too.

Be it a master of the Sword King Sect.

No one can be let go today!

This is not only a good thing for the Divine Sword Sect, but also a good thing for him.

Besides, what if we completely break up with the Sword King Sect?

People are coming to your door, is it possible that you really agreed to be a slave that is worse than a pig or a dog?

Although the feather arrows controlled by sword control are not as terrifying as the thirty-six Tiangang Flying Swords, don't forget that he can now surpass the first-level peak master.

He has extremely powerful true energy in his body.

Those guys on the opposite side, except those who were at level 9 martial arts or above, basically couldn't withstand the shooting of his arrow.

Pu Chi Pu Chi...

Amidst the constant noise, the shields of the thousands of soldiers were shot through and the armor on their bodies was pierced. In an instant, thousands of people fell to the ground, no longer breathing.

Ah~~

With a scream, among the tens of thousands of soldiers, Fei Liu, a martial artist in the early stage of the ninth level of martial arts, tried to block the feather arrow with his long sword.

However, at that moment, the terrifying chill contained in the feather arrow had an effect.

Fei Liu's body froze instantly, and then was shattered by another feather arrow.

"How could it be so powerful..."

Wan Ben was shocked.

He could temporarily resist the terrifying arrow attack, but a large number of the soldiers behind him died in an instant.

This is the basis for his survival.

Without these soldiers, he, Governor Baiyun, would become a mere commander. As long as Lin Ze launched an attack, he would have almost no recourse.

Wan Ben's heart was bleeding.

The soul is trembling.

Feiyu roared even more angrily.

Fei Mu is dead, Fei Yun is dead, and now Fei Liu is dead too.

And they all died in Ling Xiao's hands!

"kill!"

"kill him!"

"Attack Ling Xiao with all your strength!"

"Everyone from the Sword King Sect, please take action quickly and use your magical skills to kill this vicious boy on the spot!"

"Come through the Divine Sword Gate and leave no chickens or dogs behind!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Amidst the roar, more than a dozen ninth-level martial arts masters surrounded Ling Xiao, and then attacked him together.

The most angry among them is probably Feiyu.

He held a spear and took the lead, vowing to cut Ling Xiao into pieces!

The shadow of the whale behind him became more and more solid!

It can be seen that Feiyu's nin spirit has become stronger and stronger during this time.

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