Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"war!"

On the ring, Ling Xiao and Murong Xue finally fought.

Murong Xue uses a sword and Ling Xiao uses a spear.

The two of them were moving around on the ring, their guns and swords constantly clashing.

The fight was inextricable.

He Ziyu smiled: "I'm afraid this is all Ling Xiao's strength. Although he is slightly stronger than Murong Xue, he will definitely lose if he meets me!"

"Remember, fight him later, don't give him any chance, kill him directly!"

Zhou Shangren said coldly.

"clear!"

He Ziyu smiled sinisterly: "He will die!"

At this time, the battle in the arena had lasted for fifty rounds. In the end, Ling Xiao was superior because he had cultivated his spirit body.

Therefore, both strength and speed are much stronger than Murong Xue.

Knocked Murong Xue down from the ring.

Won this battle.

The seemingly hard battle was actually done intentionally by Ling Xiao.

If it is too powerful and scares He Ziyu so much that he dares not take action, then it would be meaningless.

"Accepted!"

Ling Xiao cupped his hands and said.

"You are the well-deserved newcomer king, and I am convinced, but He Ziyu is stronger than me, so be careful!"

Murong Xue reminded.

"Thanks for the reminder, I will pay attention!"

Ling Xiao smiled, swallowed a Qi Replenishing Pill, and began to regain his strength.

"Ling Xiao, this tenth battle will be held tomorrow. I think you are already very tired."

The bronze elder reminded.

"No need, just do it now, He Ziyu, come up and die!"

Ling Xiao's spear pointed at He Ziyu from a distance and said loudly.

"Hey, if you want to die, I will certainly make it happen for you!"

He Ziyu sneered, rose into the air, and landed on the ring.

"I will break all your bones to pieces, make you speechless, and make you unable to jump off the ring. You will die!"

"Sure enough, the new killer has taken action!"

"He Ziyu is said to have a second-level spiritual weapon in his hands. Ling Xiao may be really in trouble this time."

"I'm not optimistic about Ling Xiao either. Ling Xiao has just passed the Snow Dragon Peak assessment, and he probably doesn't have time to practice Xuan-level low-level skills.

And He Ziyu had already obtained the Xuan-level low-grade martial arts provided by his family very early on. "

"It's better not to jump to conclusions so early. Who knows if newcomer Wang Lingxiao has any other trump cards? We have been slapped in the face several times.

I thought he would win eight consecutive victories at most, but I didn't expect that he would even defeat Murong Xue. "

"That's right, let's just watch the fun!"

Everyone gradually quieted down and stopped discussing. They all wanted to see how far this year's rookie king could go.

Can I enter the bronze list?

He entered the bronze list within half a year of joining, which has never happened in a hundred years. Of course, the Tianchen Sect was established relatively early, and there were still some people who could do it.

But it really hasn’t happened in the past hundred years.

"Ling Xiao!"

Zhang Feiling was a little nervous now.

He was careless before, but you know, if Ling Xiao wins this battle, it will be ten consecutive victories.

Even if he loses to Chen Muyun, it will still be ten consecutive victories and will not be reduced any more.

Considered a member of the preliminary bronze list.

"I'm a little nervous too!"

Hua Zuiyu smiled bitterly.

This battle is so crucial.

If you lose, all your previous efforts will be wasted. If you win, you will have passed the biggest difficulty.

On the stage, Ling Xiao and He Ziyu stood opposite each other.

"Ling Xiao, you killed my brother and insulted my He family. This time, no one can save you!"

He Ziyu said coldly.

Ling Xiao rubbed his nose and said, "I really don't know where you get your confidence. Half a month ago, you were no match for me.

Could it be that you feel that with the addition of a second-level low-grade spiritual weapon and a set of newly introduced Xuan-level low-grade martial arts, you are suddenly stronger than me?

I really can't understand your brain circuit.

Are you so used to being treated like a dog that you even have no brains? "

"you wanna die!"

He Ziyu was furious.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry. Facts will prove everything. Take out your spiritual soldiers! I will play with you!"

Ling Xiao played with the Ice Dragon Spear in his hand and said with a smile.

"He's not just going to use that spear to fight He Ziyu, is he? I thought he also had a second-level spiritual soldier!"

"It seems that there is really no hope. His cultivation was not as good as Ziyu, and now he is not even as good as a spiritual soldier, and his martial arts skills are probably also not as good.

Why on earth could he defeat He Ziyu?

I can't understand it. "

"Maybe I underestimated the enemy. I can't figure it out. Let's take a look first!"

...

Zhou Shangren looked at this scene, but his eyelids couldn't help but twitch. He had an ominous premonition.

This guy Ling Xiao is definitely not that simple.

"He Ziyu, don't underestimate the enemy, he must have some trump card!"

Zhou Shangren said loudly.

"Senior Brother Zhou, you think too highly of Ling Xiao. That guy just won nine consecutive victories, so he's floating!"

"That's right, there are no advantages in all aspects. If you still want to compare with Senior Brother He, you are just looking for death!"

Those around Zhou Shangren disagreed.

Even He Ziyu disagreed.

He felt that Zhou Shangren was too cautious and a little embarrassed.

"Senior Brother Zhou, don't worry, I will let him know how stupid he is."

He Ziyu took out a sword.

A second-level low-grade spiritual soldier.

Glowing with a special luster.

It's not simple at first glance.

"Ling Xiao, I advise you, you'd better attack with all your strength, otherwise you will have no chance!"

He Ziyu sneered.

"This is exactly what I want to say to you."

Ling Xiao said lightly.

"The battle begins!"

"ah--!"

When the bronze elder said the words to start the battle.

A scream sounded almost at the same time.

The spear in Ling Xiao's hand pierced He Ziyu's throat.

Blood flowed from He Ziyu's mouth.

He stared at Ling Xiao in front of him with wide eyes.

impossible!

He wanted to say it was impossible.

But now I was speechless.

"what happened!"

Everyone stood up and looked at this scene in shock.

This is too weird.

Didn't Ling Xiao and Murong Xue have a back-and-forth fight?

How could He Ziyu be killed with just one move?

Could it be that he had hidden his strength before?

Everyone was stunned.

Ling Xiao is too strong.

"I understand. He did it on purpose. He deliberately let He Ziyu go on stage and die. What a good plan!"

someone exclaimed.

"By the way, if he had performed too well before, He Ziyu would definitely not have played."

"It's terrible, this guy! He has won ten consecutive games, and He Ziyu was not given any chance. He Ziyu didn't even have time to say admit defeat!

So domineering!

Too domineering! "

People looked at this scene with great shock.

Just can't believe it.

Of course, the most unbelievable thing is He Ziyu, whose consciousness has gradually become blurred.

"Revenge! Senior Brother Zhou, avenge me!"

He Ziyu turned to look at Zhou Shangren.

He couldn't say it, but his eyes clearly expressed this.

"Don't worry, I will avenge you, and I will let him go down and bury him with you!"

Zhou Shangren stood up with murderous intent.

He Ziyu is his die-hard lackey.

How could he not be angry that Ling Xiao actually killed him in front of him?

(.)Batian Martial Spirit