Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 664 Shameless means

"Yes, brother!"

Wu Zui just lost face, he naturally knew that he could not be Ling Xiao's opponent, but if it was a slave with a lower cultivation level than him, it would be different, he would definitely be able to kill him, and then regain his strength. Confidence.

"Your cultivation has surpassed this slave, but it doesn't matter. This is a cultivation control ring. Wearing it, you can only display the strength of the same cultivation as your opponent."

When the host saw Wu Zui, he naturally recognized him as the core disciple of the Sword King Sect. Although he was relatively low in the ranking, he did not dare to offend him easily.

In Sword King Sect, the top ten core disciples are all treasures of the sect.

This point is exactly the same as in Yuehuazong.

"Brother Ling, what do you think?"

Leng Hao looked at Ling Xiao and asked.

"Shameless!"

Ling Xiao snorted coldly and said: "What kind of bullshit control ring is just for show. The control ring is just an ordinary jade ring, it doesn't make any sense."

"If that's the case, wouldn't that slave suffer? No matter how powerful he is, he probably won't be able to match Wu Zui, who is at the seventh level of the Transcendent Realm."

Although Dai Yuling does not have the attributes of a virgin like Zhao Ci, she is also very kind, but kindness will not be abused.

For these slaves, she has the same sympathy as many normal people.

"You're right, but this is the rules of the Colosseum, right? This Colosseum belongs to the Sword King Sect. How could the Sword King Sect allow its precious disciples to be killed?"

Ling Xiao said disdainfully: "I have already asked that bastard Liu Cang. Over the years, no core disciple has ever died in this Colosseum, not even once! Under normal circumstances, this is simply not possible things."

"So that's the case, that's really shameless!"

Leng Hao scolded.

"Shameless, it's still in the future."

Ling Xiao sneered and said: "Wu Zui, although his cultivation base is much stronger than that slave, but his actual combat ability is too poor. He is like a flower growing in a greenhouse. He will probably be suppressed by that slave when he fights later, hehe , there will definitely be a good show to watch next."

"No, Senior Brother Ling, no matter how shameless the Colosseum is, it won't interfere with the battle directly, right?"

Leng Hao said in surprise.

"Whether it will or not, we will know later."

Without arguing, he has seen a lot of shameless people. This kind of thing is actually very common in the world.

The host backed out.

The slave's eyes suddenly changed.

Originally there was endless grief and helplessness, but now there is only hatred and anger in the eyes!
This kind of hatred is obviously aimed at Wu Zui!
No, maybe it was aimed at Sword King Sect!

Wu Zui was startled by the terrifying murderous aura emanating from this slave, and took two steps back.

"die!"

The slave spit out a word full of anger, and his body turned into a sword light and rushed towards Wu Zui.

He has no intention of holding back!
Because he hates!

He was originally a promising warrior, but was captured by Sword King Sect with despicable means, and put on a bronze mask that could disfigure him.

He hates!

He hates all the people of Sword King Sect and wants to kill them all!
The slave also used a sword, just like Ling Xiao.

Although his swordsmanship was not comparable to Ling Xiao's, it was more than enough to deal with Wu Zui.

The sword light was so fast, Wu Zui was so frightened that he lost his position, and in desperation, he tried his best.

Behind him, a phantom of a death row prisoner appeared.

This condemned prisoner, like the Undead Prisoner King, once dominated the Colosseum, but his winning streak was longer than that of the Undead Prisoner King, with as many as a thousand games.

In the end, I exhausted myself to death.

Unexpectedly, his soul also became someone else's martial soul.

The moment the condemned prisoner's martial spirit appeared, Wu Zui's whole body became cold and cruel, and the frightened look disappeared suddenly.

This is one of the functions that Wuhun brings to warriors.

Bang!
The attacks of the two collided.

There was a huge roar, and the slave's eyes still showed hot hatred. There was nothing else in his eyes, and his only thought was revenge!
Although the two took a few steps back at the same time, the slave attacked again, completely refusing to give Wu Zui a chance to breathe.

Wu Zui's will to fight was basically given by the condemned prisoner's martial soul, and his own soul was so fragile that it was speechless.

After a few head-to-head moves, Wu Zui panicked again.

And the slave has also summoned his own martial soul.

That's a sword!

A broken sword!
It was the divine sword that finally appeared when the Ling family was under siege, and completely defeated the enemy.

And the reason why the Divine Sword Sect is called the Divine Sword Sect is because of that sword.

This sword has now become a martial spirit!
Ling Xiao stood up abruptly.

He was shaking all over!
Because the slave was wearing a mask, he couldn't recognize its face, but at this moment, he could already confirm the slave's identity.

He turned out to be Ling Wuhen!
The former head of the Divine Sword Sect went to the Sword King Sect with Ling Yihang this time to participate in the martial arts meeting of the four factions.

Why is he here!

It turned out to be like this?

Ling Xiao trembled, not because he was afraid, but because he was angry, he wanted to kill someone!
This kind of anger was only felt when his relatives were killed!

The terrifying murderous aura emanating from his body made Leng Hao and the others sitting beside him turn pale and terrified.

On the beast battlefield, the battle is still going on.

Ling Wuhen, who had released his martial spirit, had a sudden increase in combat power.

Coupled with the absolutely suitable and classic martial arts brought to him by Ling Xiao, after a few moves, Wu Zui was already forced to retreat.

"kill him!"

Ling Xiao shouted loudly.

In fact, it doesn't need to be said by him, Ling Wuhen will not let this person in front of him go.

Because it was the people of Sword King Sect who turned him into what he is now. He hated the people of Sword King Sect so much that he wished they could razed Sword King Sect to the ground.

Although he may not be able to do it, it is still no problem to kill the person in front of him!

"when!"

Seeing that Wu Zui's throat was about to be pierced by Ling Wuhen's long sword, the host suddenly jumped into the arena, blocking Ling Wuhen's sword light.

The host's strength has reached [-]% strength and half step Tianzun.

No matter how strong Ling Wuhen is, no matter how talented he is, it's useless. In the face of absolute strength, he can't be the host's opponent at all.

"enough!"

The host looked at Ling Wuhen coldly and said, "This battle ends here!"

Maybe this wasn't the first time something like this happened. Most of the audience in the stands were no stranger to it, and they just scolded Sword King Zong for being shameless in their hearts.

It was agreed to fight endlessly, but now that the slaves have the upper hand, they shouted to stop. There is no such reason in the world.

But who told this place to be Sword King City.

Who made this Colosseum belong to the Sword King Sect?

"why!"

Ling Wuhen roared angrily, he didn't seem to notice Ling Xiao in the stands, at this moment, he was already filled with hatred, he only wanted revenge, he didn't care about anything else.

(End of this chapter)