Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 11664 God's Restlessness

Everyone was shocked by Shen Wuming's fighting skills.

For a moment, thinking of what Ling Xiao said just now, did Ling Xiao discover something wrong?
But at this time, even if something is wrong, it seems meaningless.

The battle has been going on for such a long time, if there is a problem, Shen Wuming has no right to stand there.

Now, only Ling Xiao can turn the tide.

The two people on the stage were back and forth, and they fought until three hundred rounds, and it was still undecided.

Suddenly, the two collided and separated.

Shen Wuming laughed: "Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao, you are indeed formidable. At your age, you are indeed invincible at the same level, but when you meet this old man, you are destined to lose!"

While speaking, a phantom of the real god appeared behind Shen Wuming.

The aura of terror rose sharply again.

"Damn it, this guy hasn't tried his best yet, Ling Xiao is in danger!"

Seeing this scene, the people of the God Slaughter Legion were a little desperate. After all, before Shen Wuming fought with all his strength, Ling Xiao was suppressed.

Now, isn't Ling Xiao doomed?
"Damn! Why is this guy so strong! I can't understand!"

Shenwu clearly ignored the roar of the God Slaughter Legion.

He waved his hand with a smile, and started with a sword.

"The founding sword art, the first form, a magical sword!"

With the sound of Shen Wuming's voice, his real ultimate move was displayed.

In the void, strange holy patterns emerged one after another.

Then, one after another sword light stabbed at Ling Xiao at the same time at a very strange angle and time.

"What a terrifying swordsmanship!"

Everyone around was stunned.

Until now, he never expected Shen Wuming to have such a strong hole card.

These sword lights not only have strange angles, but also are completely different in time.

This makes it even more overwhelming.

What's even more frightening is that there are streaks of holy patterns attached to those sword lights. I don't know what it means, but it's definitely not simple.

"Oh, what a brilliant sword technique."

Ling Xiao couldn't help admiring: "However, it's a bit gimmicky. You have lived in vain for so many years. Don't you know that the simpler the sword technique, the more terrifying it is?"

"Tough mouth!"

Shen Wuming sneered, and countless sword lights had fallen.

boom boom boom...

Horrific roars followed one after another, and the people in the God Slaughter Legion exclaimed. Even Ling Xiao couldn't completely block such an attack.

"Hahaha, then Ling Xiao is dead!"

"That's right, being locked by such a terrifying and numerous sword light, how could he avoid it."

Finally, the roar ended.

Ling Xiao was not seen in place.

"What about people?"

"It must have been completely destroyed."

"It must be, not even the fur is left!"

The warriors of the temple cheered.

"puff!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

Standing there, Shen Wuming was actually pierced by a spear.

It wasn't Ling Xiao who was holding the spear, so who was it?
"I don't care who you are. Your sword move is too complicated. Although it is powerful, if you can't hit it, what's the point? It's not as good as my blow."

Ling Xiao's voice sounded again, and the spear had been pulled out of Shen Wuming's body.

The moment he pulled it out, Ling Xiao attacked again.

Shen Wuming desperately resisted.

boom!
In an instant, he was repelled.

"Impossible, you were clearly suppressed by me just now, how could that be!" Shen Wuming's face changed drastically.

"I'll play with you. You really think you are strong. Just now I used less than [-]% of my skill. It's not bad that you can suppress it."

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "If it wasn't for your last big move, I would have killed you long ago, and I still have to wait until now."

While talking, Ling Xiao continued to attack.

By the time Shen Wuming reacted, he was already outside the ring.

He seemed unable to believe that he was defeated, and wanted to return to the ring, but he had no chance.

"Impossible! How could I lose!"

God Ancestor is totally unacceptable.

He actually lost to a martial artist who was less than eight hundred years old.

For a moment, he was furious and panicked.

This was his first defeat after becoming a god ancestor.

Although it was because his cultivation base was fixed at the first-order God Venerable realm, he still couldn't believe it was true, it was too outrageous.

"Defeated! The God Ancestor lost!"

In the Slaughtering God Legion, those who didn't know their true identities until Shen Wuming were going crazy at this moment. How could the ancestors of God be defeated?

God Ancestor can never be defeated!

What a joke!
Outrageous!

Unacceptable, totally unacceptable!
"This Ling Xiao is simply against the sky!"

Leng Yun was also dumbfounded. As the strongest arrogance of the pioneers, she had seen many powerful beings.

For example, Shenlun Wanzhang, such as Shen Wuming.

But they are not as good as Ling Xiao.

In the battle, Ling Xiao gave people a feeling of ease, as if no matter what enemy he faced, he could easily kill him.

On the side of the God Slaughter Legion, it was simply ecstasy.

Overjoyed.

Just now, they were worried that Ling Xiao would lose, but in a blink of an eye, Ling Xiao actually won. The situation changed too fast, which made them a little confused.

But no matter what, it's a win.

The treasure of the Spirit King will belong to the Slaughtering God Legion.

"Hahaha, you bastards of the temple, your doomsday is here. In the past, no matter what the treasure was, you got it. This time, you miscalculated."

"You have been strong for so long, it's time to withdraw from the stage of history."

"The Slaughtering God Legion has mastered the treasure of the Spirit King, our chance to counterattack has come!"

The people of the God Slaughter Legion were very excited.

At this time, Ling Xiao had already looked at the treasure of the Lingwang.

The headless Spirit King's Treasure flew towards Ling Xiao, and was then taken into the world of mountains and rivers by Ling Xiao, where it merged with the Spirit King's Crown to form a complete Spirit King's Treasure.

Shen Wuming looked at this scene coldly, and said via voice transmission: "Although we can't enter that place, but he will come out, when the time comes, we will stop him at all costs.

The disaster is about to strike. At that time, it is impossible for my temple to stop it. If I get the treasure of the Spirit King, the temple will be more confident in surviving this disaster. "

"Disaster? God ancestor, what are you referring to? Could it be that the God Slaughter Legion is going to launch a disaster against us?"

Shen Huiyue asked suspiciously.

"What is the Slaughtering God Legion? It's not worth mentioning." Shen Wuming shook his head and said, "Do you know why I want to create a true god, why I want to create a temple? Why do I want to dominate the entire world of temples?

The purpose is to resist the coming disaster.

It's a pity that those idiots don't understand my thoughts, and they want to rebel against me. When disaster strikes, they will know my thoughts. "

Everyone in the temple is still confused. They don't know what the ancestor saw or knew, but they can feel the fear and anxiety of the ancestor.

(End of this chapter)