Soul Devouring Sword Master

This is a long-haired young man, about thirty years old, carrying a blue sword on his back, his eyes are sharp, giving people a sense of sharpness.

"I'm down there, Feng Ling."

The long-haired young man bowed slightly.

From the look on his face, he seemed to be prepared.

Indeed, a few years ago, when he heard that Bing Hun was going to compete in a leapfrog battle, Feng Ling had some thoughts. Moreover, he knew that Bing Hun had won many games in a row and must have accumulated a lot of wealth, so he decided to fight. war.

"Fengling, we need to test your cultivation."

Wu Chuandao, immediately took out a spiritual cultivation stone.

Soon, Fengling's cultivation was confirmed, and he was at the early stage of the eighth level of the spiritual realm.

Wu Chuan nodded and retreated from the fighting platform.

"Please enlighten me."

Feng Ling said indifferently.

"please!"

Binghun cupped his fists and saluted, and said softly.

Uh-huh!

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Ling's figure suddenly disappeared. The next moment, a shadow suddenly flashed and appeared in front of Bing Hun.

I had long heard that Bing Hun had great fighting prowess, and Fengling had also inquired about his battles, so he did not dare to underestimate him at all. Once he struck, it would be the strongest blow, and he had the upper hand.

"Gangfeng breaks!"

Feng Ling roared, and a war sword appeared in his hand. As the sword was swung, the artistic conception of endless wind filled the air and swirled around him.

Gangfeng artistic conception, Feng Ling's wind artistic conception, has also evolved and become Gangfeng artistic conception, focusing on the rapidity and tearing of the wind.

laugh! !

Feng Ling suddenly slashed down with his sword, and a blue sword energy of tens of feet shot out. With the blessing of the Gangfeng artistic conception, the power was even more terrifying. The space where the sword energy passed was cut open and trembled continuously.

"This time, I will definitely win."

When he slashed out this sword, Feng Ling sneered in his heart. Not only did he have the upper hand, but his cultivation level was two realms higher than the opponent's. In addition, the first strike was the strongest blow. He believed that in a short time, The opponent will never be able to form a powerful attack, and will never be able to block it, and he will either die or be injured.

On the other side, I saw Bing Hun motionless as a mountain, holding a bloody spear in his hand.

"It's him!"

Lin Xiao's pupils shrank when he saw the blood-colored spear in the stands, and then his eyes flashed, and he felt suddenly. No wonder, he felt that the temperament of this ice soul gave him a feeling of déjà vu.

It turned out that this person was the young man in blue shirt that he met in the dead wasteland not long ago. He was deeply impressed. This young man in blue shirt killed more than a dozen masters of the Ba Sword Hall with just one shot.

At that time, he was still discovered. Fortunately, another bald young man spoke up for him and the other party did not take action against him.

"I didn't expect that he was Ice Soul, and I met him on the Hell Platform!"

Lin Xiao's expression changed, and then the corners of his mouth slightly lifted, revealing a hint of interest.

When he got up, he had only seen the opponent take action once, so he didn't know much about his true combat power. But this time, he was actually in for a good show.

boom!

Ice Soul suddenly swept out with a spear, and the air sucked out made a terrifying roar, shaking like cloth. Immediately, a bright and powerful spear light directly collided with the sword energy.

Bang! !

There was a shocking explosion, terrifying energy shot out, and the space trembled.

Tap tap tap...

The next moment, a figure retreated one after another, causing a commotion and turmoil. It was Feng Ling.

"I'm going to go through the second level battle. I didn't expect Ice Soul to be so powerful. He defeated the opponent with one shot. This is too strong!"

"Yes, with a cultivation level of the sixth level of the spiritual realm, he can actually surpass two levels of fighting. With such a talent, he would be at least ranked among the top 300 on the Eastern Wilderness Ranking."

In the stands, many people exclaimed and stared at the fighting stage.

"What!"

During the violent retreat, Feng Ling's face changed drastically. He never expected that he had the upper hand and attacked with all his strength, only to be disintegrated by the opponent's shot. This was unacceptable to him.

bump!

At this moment, Binghun stamped his foot and shot out suddenly. Taking advantage of the situation, he pursued him. When he came to Feng Ling, he shot out again.

The spear thrust out, the tip of the spear rotated rapidly, bursting out endless chill, and ice particles condensed in the air. It was obvious that Ice Soul had understood the artistic conception of ice, and had reached great success.

Feng Ling's pupils shrank and he quickly raised his sword to resist.

bump!

There was an explosion, Feng Ling's sword trembled violently, and a powerful force impacted, as if he was hit by an ancient giant mountain. His body shook wildly, and flew backwards like a kite with a short string.

Oops!

Feng Ling's face changed drastically, knowing that the situation was not good, and he was about to admit defeat in a hurry.

call out!

At this moment, a bright spear light shot out. Just as Feng Ling opened his mouth, the spear light had already passed through the center of his eyebrows, leaving a half-inch bloody hole.

Boom!

Feng Lingren was in mid-air, his body stiffened, like a bird with broken wings, he suddenly fell to the battlefield and died on the spot.

A warrior at the eighth level of spiritual realm, die!

After a moment of silence, a series of screams and sharp swords sounded from the stands.

"Beautiful, well done, Ice Soul is invincible..."

"Haha, it's awesome, it's really awesome, it's so satisfying, it's such a good killing..."

Many people roared with excitement.

These people come to Hell Platform to watch life and death battles. As long as someone dies, they will be very excited, not to mention that the person who dies is a master of the eighth level of the spiritual realm.