Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Zhou Shangren saw Ling Xiao's future, that's why he proposed a life and death battle!"

Qin Xiruo smiled and said: "He is afraid, afraid that he will never have another chance in the future. Unfortunately, he does not know that even if Dark Moon meets that time, he will not be Ling Xiao's opponent in a life-and-death battle!"

At this time, Qin Xiruo's eyes were full of Ling Xiao.

I heard that after Ling Xiao defeated Chen Muyun, many people came near the bronze arena.

There are even those in the top ten on the bronze list.

There are also silver disciples.

But they didn't expect that Ling Xiao not only defeated Chen Muyun, but also challenged Zhou Shangren.

"This idiot Chen Muyun has really brought shame on the Young Master Alliance."

In the stands, a man had his hands behind his back, looking indifferent.

This person is Yan Xing, who is ranked tenth on the bronze list and is also a member of the Gongzi Alliance.

"Senior Brother Yan, don't be too angry, it's just Ling Xiao, he will definitely lose to Zhou Shangren!"

Someone next to him laughed.

At this moment, a loud noise came from the arena.

It turned out that the auras of Ling Xiao and Zhou Shangren collided, forming a gust of wind that exploded.

"Is it great to defeat Chen Muyun? I will show you now what a true bronze warrior is!"

After saying that, Zhou Shangren had already launched an attack.

Holding a second-level low-grade spiritual weapon, he suddenly rushed forward and stabbed Ling Xiao with his sword.

The sword light suddenly appeared, as cold as water, piercing the void, with a terrifying murderous intent, trying to pierce Ling Xiao's throat directly.

"Second-level low-grade spiritual weapon, Xuan-level low-grade swordsmanship, and nine-fold sword technique!

Zhou Shangren looked really angry, and he burst out with such terrifying moves as soon as he came up. "

Everyone here was extremely excited.

After all, for bronze disciples, Xuan-level martial arts are very rare.

It is even more difficult to practice Xuan-level martial arts to the realm of transformation.

"It's stronger than I thought!"

Ling Xiao smiled, raised the Ice Dragon Spear in his hand, and faced Zhou Shangren's attack, his body shot out without any fear at all.

Lightning gun, flash!

when!

Spears and swords collided.

Ling Xiao's body swayed, and he took a step back with his right foot before he could stand still.

Zhou Shangren's body also swayed, but he did not step back.

With this blow, Zhou Shangren obviously had the upper hand.

"Ling Xiao blocked Zhou Shangren's attack and used a high-grade Huang-level martial arts to block a low-grade Xuan-level martial arts. Although he took half a step back, he suffered a slight loss.

But this is already amazing! "

"Yes, Ling Xiao's body training techniques have obviously made him stronger. This guy is really surprising!"

Compared to them, Zhou Shangren was obviously more shocked.

Half a month ago, Zhou Shangren could seriously injure Ling Xiao with just one slap.

But now, the Xuan-level swordsmanship only made Ling Xiao's body retreat slightly.

"Hmph, you have indeed become stronger. I also admit that I am afraid of your talent, but at least you are not as good as me now!

The second level of the Nine-fold Sword Technique! "

Zhou Shangren launched another attack, thrusting out two sword energies with one sword.

The Ninefold Sword Technique is such a terrifying sword technique.

Ling Xiao didn't speak, just smiled, holding a spear, fighting and retreating.

Every time he was able to block Zhou Shangren's attack, but every time, he had to take half a step back.

On the scene, Ling Xiao was indeed suppressed by Zhou Shangren.

There is no way, Zhou Shangren is better than Ling Xiao in terms of martial arts and spiritual weapons.

It's normal for Ling Xiao to be suppressed.

The two kept fighting, and in the blink of an eye, Ling Xiao had retreated to the edge of the ring.

At this time, the two of them had fought for about fifteen rounds.

People watching were amazed.

"Ling Xiao, we are in a life and death battle. Do you want to fall off the ring and admit defeat? It's useless. Even if you jump off the ring, I will kill you!"

Zhou Shangren holds a long sword and is arrogant.

Ling Xiao smiled and said, "That's right. It's boring to be like this all the time. I'll let you see a little bit of my methods!"

His expression suddenly changed and he stabbed out.

The whole body was covered with dark and hard scales.

This not only greatly improved his defense, but also greatly increased his strength.

when!

This time, it was Zhou Shangren who retreated!

Zhou Shangren finally took a step back.

Ling Xiao went on the offensive.

"What kind of physical training technique does Ling Xiao practice? It's so magical!"

People got excited.

They knew very well that the battle would not end easily.

Because neither of them released their full strength.

Until now, both of them have not released their martial soul and bloodline power.

Such a genius must have the power of martial soul and bloodline.

"The power of blood!"

Zhou Shangren was angry.

"Martial spirit released!"

Release the power of martial soul and bloodline at the same time.

Zhou Shangren's martial spirit turned out to be a bee.

However, this bee is very special. The stinger on its tail is very long, like a sharp sword.

His bloodline power is also level five.

Together with Wuhun, it is a doubled improvement.

Suddenly it became more ferocious.

The Nine-Level Sword Technique has also been used to the ninth level.

One attack, ninefold sword energy.

Ling Xiao was blown away directly.

Although he was not injured due to the protection of his scales.

However, the Ice Dragon Spear in his hand actually had cracks.

"As expected of a second-level spiritual soldier."

Ling Xiao looked at the sword in Zhou Shangren's hand and frowned.

"Hahaha, Ling Xiao, your weapon has already cracked, what else do you have to fight with me!"

Zhou Shangren laughed.

Several people following Zhou Shangren were also excited.

They were originally worried about Zhou Shangren.

But seeing this, they felt relieved.

"Ling Xiao, why doesn't he release the power of his bloodline? Hasn't his bloodline awakened?"

Many people are curious.

How dare you dare to let go of a master like Zhou Shangren? Does this mean you don't want to live anymore?

"It's okay if the weapon is broken. I still have it. It's just a pity that it's a first-level spiritual weapon."

Ling Xiao carefully put away the Ice Dragon Spear and put it into the Ancestral Dragon Tower.

This gun was originally taken out from the Ancestral Dragon Tower, but now its soul can be considered to be returned to its homeland.

"Die!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhou Shangren launched an attack.

Ling Xiao doesn't have weapons, but if he does, his advantage will be even greater.

Bang!

The two had a head-on collision.

The Lingxiao Falling Star's kick blocked Zhou Shangren's attack, but he was repelled again and retreated dozens of meters away.

People who have released the power of martial soul and bloodline will continue to consume their true energy, but the increase in combat power is really terrifying.

"Ling Xiao is in trouble. Use whatever means you have as soon as possible. Otherwise, you will be defeated. If you lose, you will die!"

"Zhou Shangren is indeed hiding something secret. With his strength, it is absolutely no problem to be ranked in the top 50, but he is only ranked 65th. This lunatic really likes to torture people!"

"Don't worry, Ling Xiao hasn't released his bloodline power and martial soul yet. Besides, Ling Xiao has just passed the Bronze Bell assessment, and he should have obtained Xuan-level martial arts."

"The time is too tight. It's only been three days. How can he cultivate?"

"Yes, it will be good if you can understand martial arts in three days. Still want to practice? Just dream."

At this time, everyone was obviously no longer optimistic about Ling Xiao.

Even if Ling Xiao releases his bloodline power and martial spirit, he cannot be Zhou Shangren's opponent. This is their judgment.

(.)Batian Martial Spirit