Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Dongfang Jun screamed and fell to the ground. He was struggling and lifeless. Perhaps at the moment before his death, he was still thinking about how he could die in the hands of such a guy.

Dongfang Jun's death made all the disciples of Shenlong Sect in the audience shut their mouths.

The rumors they said were self-defeating.

"It's too scary. Yang Rentu is indeed Yang Rentu. It seems that what happened in the secret realm of the magic stone was really his fault."

Everyone on the field showed shocked expressions.

"It's so easy to kill someone across two levels. Is this Yang Rentu? It's really terrifying."

"Although Dongfang Jun is not the top among the eighth-level martial arts masters of the Shenlong Sect, he is definitely a top-notch fighter. He was killed by Yang Rentu in one move. It is simply unbelievable."

"We have won two games in a row. If we win one more game, we will match the record of the weakest among the Seven Young Masters of Zulong."

"I'm really looking forward to it."

"However, the Dragon God Arena should not make the battle so boring. It is estimated that the Dragon God's death row prisoners will still appear."

"Aren't the people from the Shenlong Cult ready to take action?"

"Didn't you scream loudly just now?"

Hearing such discussions, several warriors from the Shenlong Sect who had signed up were frightened.

Before, they hoped to be chosen by Ling Xiao, but now, they are afraid.

Afraid of being chosen, because that might lead to death.

In the third round, Ling Xiao indeed chose a Shenlong Cult disciple. The man wanted to surrender, but he heard someone in the audience say: "Don't the geniuses of the Shenlong Cult even have the courage to fight?"

"If you do this, why don't you just stop being a disciple of the Shenlong Sect?"

This guy's head was filled with blood, and he took action in a moment of excitement.

The result is, of course, death.

Ling Xiao has no sympathy for the Shenlong Sect at all. If the other party wants to kill him, he will kill the other party. He is already in a state of non-death.

"Three consecutive wins!"

In the fourth game, it was still a disciple of the Shenlong Cult, but that guy didn't even come on the field and surrendered directly.

"Haha, the dignified Shenlong Sect is the first sect in the Zulong Empire. I didn't expect that its disciples would be so incompetent. They are really a bunch of losers."

Ling Xiao said sarcastically.

At this time, he has won four games in a row. This result has already caught up with the record of three of the Seven Young Masters of Zulong.

The battle continued, and another Shenlong Cult disciple surrendered.

Five consecutive wins!

In the sixth game, there were no warriors from the Shenlong Cult on the stage, but they still chose to admit defeat.

The shock that Ling Xiao brought to people was so strong that it would take a lot of courage to fight him.

Six consecutive wins.

What followed was a seven-game winning streak.

The eighth game was still won without a fight.

At this time, Ling Xiao had completely surpassed the record set by Zulong Seventh Young Master.

Chasing the arena record set by the two best people in the past century at the martial arts master stage.

"I wonder if he can surpass the record set by Ling Tian and Dongfang Longshen. Those two people are known as the Ancestral Dragon Twins, and they are definitely the two most outstanding geniuses in the Ancestral Dragon Empire for a hundred years.

One is from Tianchen Sect and the other is from Shenlong Sect! "

"Then Ling Tian seems to be Ling Xiao's clan brother, but he is much older than Ling Xiao."

"If he really surpassed them, it would be absolutely incredible. At the very least, it proves that his talent is now unrivaled."

"You can't say that. Some people practice faster, and some people just accumulate more and more.

I still think that the seventh son of Zulong is stronger than Ling Xiao.

Especially the top three, they quickly broke through to the realm of martial arts hegemony after challenging the arena.

When Ling Xiao reaches the level of martial arts hegemon, he may not be as strong as them, especially Dongfang Tianyu, whose rumored second awakening turned out to be the awakening of spiritual bloodline.

He was extremely powerful, and Ling Xiao was probably far behind him. "

"Perhaps you underestimate Yang Rentu too much. He fights so easily across the second level, which shows that he might not be able to fight across the third level.

At that time, who would dare to doubt his talent? "

"It's difficult. After eight consecutive victories, Dragon God Arena will not let him pass so easily."

"Dragon God's death row prisoner should take action."

Just as everyone expected.

In the ninth game, the Dragon God Death Row took action.

Ling Xiao had previously defeated the Dragon God Death Row prisoner who was a seventh-level martial arts master, but this time he encountered someone who was an eighth-level martial arts master.

However, he is much stronger than before.

Although the opponent is strong, he knows low-level earth-level martial arts.

But in the end, he was defeated after three hundred moves.

This battle was extremely exciting, and the audience who watched it shouted that it was worth the price of admission.

"Hahahaha, I saw this boy right. I'm afraid that a warrior who has crossed the second level cannot stop him. Write down this boy's name and report it to the Dragon Temple. If he can be favored by the Dragon Temple, , becoming a member of the Dragon God Army, then our contribution will be great."

The great elder smiled.

The Dragon God Arena was originally a place to discover talents.

Ling Xiao has obviously entered their attention.

It was they who recommended Ling Tian and Dongfang Longshen in the past to join the Dragon God Army.

"It's too early to say this now. His bloodline is a problem after all. He is only a first-level mortal. I'm afraid this won't be recognized by the Dragon Temple's senior officials."

The second elder said.

"Ignore this for now, let's continue to see, and then send the Dragon God to death."

The great elder said.

The more Ling Xiao wins, the more spiritual crystals they need to reward, but they don't care.

To the people in the Dragon Temple, low-grade spiritual crystals were nothing. What was circulating there were high-grade spiritual crystals, so even mid-grade spiritual crystals were not a big deal.

Soon, Ling Xiao's tenth opponent appeared.

A dragon god on death row who is at the peak of his cultivation as an eighth-level martial arts master.

But to Ling Xiao, this guy felt even scarier than Dongfang Tianxiang, who was at the peak of the ninth level martial arts master.

After all, Dongfang Tianxiang's actual combat ability is too poor.

But this person seemed to have walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

That smell was particularly terrifying.

"Finally I met someone worth fighting against."

Ling Xiao's eyes shone with excitement.

"This Dragon God death row prisoner was rumored to have killed hundreds of ninth-level martial arts masters in the Dragon Temple before being exiled here.

He has killed more than nine thousand people, and it will soon be close to tens of thousands.

If Yang Rentu hadn't been too difficult to deal with, I'm afraid Dragon God Arena wouldn't have sent him to fight. "

Everyone was extremely sad.

This Dragon God death row prisoner is obviously very famous in the Dragon God Arena.

"Take action!"

Ling Xiao said.

"I'm sorry. I have no enmity with you, but I must win this battle."

There is a rule in the Dragon God Arena that every two thousand games won will be counted as a record.

If you lose before then, you have to count again.

For example, this Dragon God Death Row has won nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-two games.

But if he loses, he will have to start over from the seven thousand nine hundred and ninety-two games.

This was a huge blow to him.

"You don't have to be merciful, just go all out."

Ling Xiao said.

After finally meeting an opponent that excites him, how could he not have a good fight? It would be meaningless if the opponent had something to hide.