Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 2735 Strange Attack: Power of Death
The third elder believes that as long as he makes a move, Ling Xiao will definitely lose.

It's just that as an elder of the sect, bullying the younger with the big will definitely make the rest of the sect laugh at him.

Well now, the first elder has agreed to the fight.

And Chen Buyi had to agree.

So this battle is impossible to avoid.

He was suddenly a little excited.

"I haven't played before, and no one knows the result."

Ling Xiao said lightly.

"Master, I said something ugly at the beginning and provoked my subordinates, but your disciple, if your subordinates win, you can't say that your subordinates are bullying the small."

The third elder Zong looked at Chen Buyi and said.

"This seat said that what Ling Xiao said today represents the meaning of this seat."

Chen Buyi said lightly.

He is also fighting now, and wants to bet his treasure on Ling Xiao.

If Ling Xiao loses, then at worst, he will resign from the position of leader of the Demon Dragon Cult, and concentrate on guiding Ling Xiao's cultivation.

Anyway, in his eyes.

Ling Xiao alone is comparable to the entire Demon Dragon Cult.

If he wants to successfully avenge the Chen royal family, he must rely on Ling Xiao.

"Okay, since the leader said so, the subordinates can rest assured!"

The third elder Zong laughed secretly in his heart, Ling Xiao dared to provoke him, so it was only logical that he would kill him by mistake.

From today on, there will be no more Ling Xiao in this world.

"You laugh like an idiot, are you proud?"

Seeing the smug smile on Third Zong Lao's face, Ling Xiao couldn't help saying indifferently.

When he spoke, his long sword was already out of its sheath, but this time, it was not the White Jade Flying Dragon Sword, but the Blood Thunder King Sword!
The third case is old and strong.

He must not take it lightly.

Back then, when he killed General Zi Lei, he used the move of the Bloody Rat Demon, but today, with the sharp weapon of the Blood Thunder King Sword, he didn't want to use that move anymore.

The sequelae are too serious.

As the Blood Thunder King Sword came out of its shell, an invisible sword energy erupted instantly. This blood-red long sword was clanging unexpectedly, as if eagerly wanting to drink blood.

"The Blood Thunder King Sword is indeed a good sword, but it's a pity that it's really ruined in your hands."

The third elder Zong said coldly, and at the same time, a strong aura erupted, and he didn't seem to intend to hold back, and the strength of his late-stage cultivation in the eleventh level of hell in the Yin-Yang realm exploded completely.

After all, what he has to face is just a yellow-mouthed child, a young man whom he looks down on.

If the battle lasts too long, even if they win in the end, they will probably be ridiculed.

So he wants to make a quick decision.

"Are you going to start?"

Those who were kneeling on the ground all stood up one after another, making room for Ling Xiao and the third elder Zong.

They are still very interested in this battle.

After all, one is a young hero who is now famous, and the villain who ranks first on the list of villains.

The other one is the third elder of the Demon Dragon Sect, the well-known big devil in Chen Guo.

The battle between the two was quite dramatic.

Of course, the more important thing is that this battle will be related to their life and death, so they can't ignore it.

The third elder Zong looked at Ling Xiao contemptuously and said, "Boy, you are lucky, you can lose to the old man, and it is not shameful to spread the word."

"You talk too much nonsense, do it!"

Ling Xiao naturally wouldn't underestimate the third elder, but in terms of momentum, he certainly wouldn't lose to the opponent.

At the same time that the Blood Thunder King Sword was unsheathed, his whole body entered the transformation state of Tyrant Blood Demon Dragon Wuhun.

Under this transformation of the beast soul, the power of the Blood Thunder King Sword will be displayed more vividly.

"Since you are so anxious to make a fool of yourself, then this old man will help you!"

The third thing Zong Lao didn't say was that Ling Xiao's death date had arrived.

In his hand, a weapon suddenly appeared.

It was a judge's pen made of cold iron.

The grade of this weapon is only a god-grade spiritual weapon, which is comparable to Ling Xiao's Eight Immortals Sword, but not as good as the Blood Thunder King Sword.

But he didn't care.

His cultivation base is so much stronger than Ling Xiao's, coupled with his rich combat experience and superb martial arts skills.

He is not afraid of Ling Xiao at all.

No matter how strong a weapon is, it cannot exert its full power in the hands of a weaker person.

"The judge will be promoted to the court, and I will give you a death sentence!

kill! "

Following the third Zong Lao's cold shout, the judge's pen clicked in the void, and then a strange word "death" appeared in the void.

Then, the third veteran judge tapped his pen again, and the word blasted towards Ling Xiao.

"What kind of weird martial art is this?"

Ling Xiao had never seen this kind of attack before, and to be honest, he was a little caught off guard.

But in an instant, he regained his composure.

Although the martial arts in the world are complicated, they are always changing.

Although the other party's attack was weird, but after all, it had to attack a person to have an effect.

Thinking of this, he shook the Blood Thunder King Sword in his hand.

Then, a blood-red ripple broke through the air.

This move is not strong, it is just a top-level jade-rank martial skill fighting against the Ghost Emperor.

Ling Xiao's purpose was to test the power of the third old man's attack.

puff!

When the blood-red sword energy touched the death word, it exploded instantly, as if it had encountered a terrifying explosion.

"It's so weird! The word 'death' actually contains such a terrifying power of death, the power of the underworld. This third sect master really has some skills!"

Ling Xiao's figure flashed violently, and instantly turned into several wolf shadows, rushing to all directions, and then returned to one.

The moment he withdrew and fled, the death word exploded on the ground where he was standing before.

He could clearly see that the ground had turned black, and it was the decayed black.

It's like being corroded by something.

"It's not poison, but a special kind of will power, the power of death from the underworld, which can make anything die! Including sword energy, land, and of course the human body!"

Ling Xiao stood more than ten meters away from the third sect, carefully analyzing with Tai Chi eyes while being vigilant.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy can help you win a hundred battles.

This third old attack really surprised him, because he had never seen it before, so it was a bit difficult to deal with.

"Oh? You performed pretty well, and you even dodged the old man's blow! But can you still dodge the next attack?"

The third old Zong smiled coldly, and then tapped the judge's pen more than ten times in a row.

More than a dozen "death" characters flew out at the same time, attacking Ling Xiao, almost blocking all Ling Xiao's escape routes.

"If you can't completely avoid it, then just fight back!
Shadow Martial Arts - Shadow Sword Demon! "

Ling Xiao is not the kind of person who only knows how to defend but doesn't know how to counterattack.

He knows very well that no matter how strong your defense is, mistakes will inevitably occur after a long time.

So the best way is to counterattack after the defense!

Make it impossible for the enemy to act at their own pace.

In that body, the sword spirit behind him glowed bright red.

The blood-red flesh wings of the Blood Demon Dragon on Ling Xiao's back slapped suddenly, and his speed increased sharply in an instant.

In the quick thrust, the Blood Thunder King Sword in his hand thrust forward.

(End of this chapter)