Violent Martial Soul System

"No, I must not lose this battle!" Ling Muyun's expression darkened.

The first battle is very important, and it is related to morale. If he loses this battle, the pressure in the next match will be heavy.

However, even though he is better than Wen Tianrui in a hundred machine maneuvers and can use much more battle formations than Wen Tianrui, he still cannot make up for the gap in puppets.

I'm afraid, even if it is not Wen Tianrui who is controlling the World Extinguishing War Puppet at this time, but a second-rank Daoist disciple, he can still defeat the Spirit Heart Puppet!

This battle is lost!

In the blink of an eye, more than 30 spiritual puppets were lost, and only about 60 were left.

"Muyun, come down!"

At this time, Ling Xiong in the audience suddenly said.

The Ling family is also sighing, this time, their Ling family is really helpless.

"No, I won't admit defeat!"

Ling Muyun has already lost his head, even if he loses a hundred soul puppets, he will not admit defeat.

In any case, the outcome of this battle has already been decided, and it is impossible for the Ling family to win.

"I didn't expect that this world-destroying war puppet would be so powerful. Elder Ling was completely defeated!"

A disciple from Qingyu Sect said.

The battle is over.

Ling Muyun's hundred soul puppets were all destroyed. On Wen Tianrui's side, none of them were lost.

In this battle, Wen Tian Rui won!

"Mu Yun, don't blame yourself, our Ling family fell into their trap." Ling Xiong comforted.

Indeed, the master of the Qingyu Sect obviously came prepared, hiding the World Destroyer Puppet, otherwise, Ling Muyun would have a greater chance of winning.

"Father, what should we do in the next match? They have World Destroyer Puppets. If ten people fight against each other, they will probably do the same," Ling Mutian worried.

"No, it's not necessarily!"

Ling Xiong shook his head and said: "This world-destroying war puppet cannot be controlled by ordinary people.

If you don't reach the real world, it's enough to control the lower-level spiritual puppets, and it's impossible to control the world-destroying war puppets! "

"Then father won't go out in this battle." Ling Mutian said.

Ling Xiong, but the only fourth-rank Daoist in the Ling family, if he falls, then the Ling family will have no qualifications to challenge the head of the sect.

So, let the juniors go up.

In the past three days, the Ling family had already selected ten Ling family children to play in the battle, all of them were geniuses with a hundred skills.

As for the Qingyumen side, it is estimated that half a step of real-level top geniuses have been sent out.

If the sect master wins this time, then the Ling family will lose a world-destroying keel.

Conversely, if the Ling family wins, they can fight another round.

However, at this moment.

"Senior, can you give me a quota?" At this moment, Zhao Feng suddenly said to Ling Xiong.

"what?"

Ling Xiong suspected that he had heard wrongly.

"Junior brother, do you have a better candidate?" Ling Muyun asked.

"Yes, and I'm 100% sure that I can win this match!" Zhao Feng nodded solemnly.

"real?"

"real!"

Hearing this answer, the Ling family couldn't believe it. Zhao Feng is only a second-rank half-step real person, what kind of genius can he recognize?

"Then you call him to have a look!" Ling Xiong nodded.

"it is good!"

After Zhao Feng finished speaking, he quickly left the Qingyu Gate, and then summoned Shu Lao from the outside.

Shu Lao, although he is a half-step real person of the sixth rank, his real combat power may be comparable to a real person of the third rank. Even if Wen Tianrui makes a move, he may be able to kill him.

Could it be that you still can't win this game?

In fact, Zhao Feng was already able to attack the sect master directly, but he just wanted to watch a good show.

Soon, he brought Shu Lao to the Ling family.

"You mean him?" Ling Xiong looked at Shu Lao in disbelief.

A half-step real person of the sixth rank, what kind of yarn is this?

"Senior, don't worry, this friend of mine once killed a third-rank real person. With him, this battle will definitely be won!" Zhao Feng said solemnly.

Even so, the Ling family didn't believe it.

A real person of the sixth rank and a half step, killing a real person of the third rank, what a joke!

"If you don't believe me, you can come up and try your skills alone!" Zhao Feng said again.

"No need, just him!" Ling Xiong said suddenly.

Now, the entire Ling family was shocked.

"father?"

Ling Mutian yelled.

How could the majestic head of the family believe such a lie?

Although Zhao Feng is the tenth apprentice of Lingxin Daoist, who knows if it was sent by the sect master, what if it is also a trap?

"Every man is innocent, but pregnant is guilty!"

Ling Xiong sighed: "Even if we win this battle, the sect master will definitely not let us go. Why don't we hand over the keel directly and leave the Qingyu sect, so that the incense of my Ling family can continue to pass on."

"Father, isn't there still your show?" Ling Mutian said.

Ling Xiong shook his head and said: "No, look at the man next to the sect master. As far as I know, he is the head of the Hongshan Seven Monsters. Although he is a fourth-rank real person, he has broken through more than 100,000 years. It doesn’t have to be a fifth-rank real person, and I only broke through in recent years, even though I have a world-killing keel, it won’t help!”

"The head of the Hongshan Seven Monsters?"

Hearing this, the Ling family couldn't help but look at the red-haired middle-aged man next to the master of Qingyu Sect.

"Tsk tsk, have you found out?"

The red-haired middle-aged man grinned and said to Ling Xiong: "If you lose this match, I don't have to play, don't you think so?"

The members of the Ling family were silent.

It's a loss anyway, why not just surrender?

"In this case, why not hand over the keel directly." Suddenly, someone said so.

Everyone turned their heads and found that it was the third disciple of Lingxin Daoist, the third-rank Daoist Realm.

"Third Junior Brother, don't you?"

Lingxin Daoist's apprentice looked at him in horror.

"That's right, I've surrendered to the sect master, and today's battle is impossible for you to win no matter what." The three disciples of Master Lingxin nodded.

Everyone gasped, unexpectedly, there was a sect master in their camp.

If there is a real fight, it will be very deadly!

Ling Xiong was also silent. Even if he won this battle, he would not be able to defeat the leader of the Hongshan Seven Monsters. He lost anyway. Why did he let the Ling family's children go up and put them in danger?

"All right!"

Ling Xiong sighed again and nodded slightly.

When everyone saw it, they knew that it was Ling Xiong who made the decision.

At this time, Zhao Feng said again: "If that's the case, then let my friend play alone?"

What?

When the Ling family heard this, they all looked at Zhao Feng in disbelief.

Does a sixth-rank half-step real person want to face ten ninth-rank half-step real people?

"Young man, are you serious?" Ling Xiong asked in disbelief.

"Don't worry, I won't make fun of my life!" Shu Lao also said.

Since Ling Xiong doesn't want the Ling family's children to go there, let him go alone, it's okay anyway.