Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 1027
"So strong!"

Ling Xiao couldn't help showing a smile. He didn't know what kind of martial arts Mengtong practiced, but he was definitely not weak.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to erupt such a strong momentum.

Of course, the stronger Mengtong is, the happier he is!
"Come on, use your strongest blow and let me see how good you are!"

Ling Xiao didn't move forward, he stood there like an eternal god of war, even if there were monstrous waves and strong winds, he couldn't shake him a bit.

"Be careful, son!"

Mengtong's moves have been condensed to the extreme.

There is no winner or loser in terms of momentum, but the battle cannot be based on momentum after all, the final result is king.

The sound fell to the ground, and Mengtong shook Fang Tian's painting halberd in his hand, and all the fighting spirit that burst out suddenly disappeared, and then completely condensed on the tip of the spear.

Just now, the overwhelming fighting spirit that almost made many soldiers onlookers unbearable was suddenly compressed to the size of the tip of a spear.

Once this is released, how terrifying it will be.

"it is good!"

Facing this shot, Ling Xiao expressed his admiration without hesitation, and then on the Golden Crow Sword, black and white colors continued to condense.

The sword intent of killing and destroying is also integrated with it.

The Holy Gun!

Light and Shadow Cone!

Rumble boom!

Violent noises reverberated in the ground like thunder. Many soldiers were caught off guard for a while, and were knocked down to the ground by the terrifying impact, their faces full of horror.

terrible!
It was terrible!

They thought Mengtong was a monster, powerful enough to be feared.

Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao, who looked gentle and elegant, was actually so powerful.

It was just a hand-to-hand fight, but the noise they caused had completely convinced them.

This time, even if Ling Xiao lost, they were convinced.

With such a person leading them, their future is bound to be bright.

The terrifying confrontation is still going on, but those with sharp eyes will find that Mengtong has started to retreat.

On the ground, he had stepped on terrible cracks, his legs sank into the mud, but he was still being pushed to move backwards.

"die!"

From Ling Xiao's mouth, a word suddenly burst out.

Everyone shuddered violently.

At that moment, they seemed to see the appearance of the God of Death, and the whole underground seemed to be a sea of ​​blood.

After a while, the roar ended!
The breath of the explosion also disappeared.

Mengtong stood there blankly, on his neck, a sword was pointed there, and there was a touch of bright red on the tip of the sword.

"I lost! I lost!"

Mengtong smiled wryly and said, "I never thought that the young master would be so powerful. Even if I try my best, I'm still no match for you."

"Your weakness is that there are too few changes in moves, but this is also your strength. The key depends on who you are fighting with."

Ling Xiao put away the sword with a smile, then patted Mengtong on the shoulder and said, "Naturally, ordinary people can't see your flaws, so it may be best to keep your current style, and you don't need to change it."

He said this because he was worried that if after this battle, Mengtong changed his fighting style rashly because he lost to him, then he would go astray.

"Your subordinates know that the young master's sword just now almost made me think I was going to die. The terrifying killing sword intent is really terrifying."

At this moment, Mengtong is willing to serve Ling Xiao, and he is completely convinced.

In the past, it was for repaying kindness, but now it is to serve sincerely. It seems that there is no difference between the two, but in fact there is a big difference.

Bao En will always regard himself as an outsider and Ling Xiao as a benefactor.

And to serve sincerely, that is to completely treat Ling Xiao as one of his own, as a brother.

The onlookers also cast admiring and admiring glances at Ling Xiao.

A 16-year-old boy can be so powerful, which makes them feel ashamed.

"My lord, your sword intent should already be small, right?"

"The seventh floor of Xiaocheng is not far from Dacheng."

Ling Xiao's cultivation base is improving, the profound meaning of light and shadow is improving, and at the same time, the sword intent is also improving.

Because of this, his combat power can always remain very strong.

Unlike many warriors who focus on improving their cultivation, they can't keep up with their martial arts and martial arts.

He will not.

"My lord is really powerful, and something as unpredictable as sword intent can continue to improve, it really makes me feel ashamed."

Qin Huo smiled wryly and said, "Although my cultivation is already at the Cave Heaven Realm, my fighting spirit is just a beginner's level, and I have never been able to break through to a small level."

Sword intent is also a kind of fighting intent, but there are many people who use swords, so it is listed separately. It is very difficult to understand the fighting intent and use it.

It is said that out of 1 warriors, [-] can awaken the fighting spirit;

Among these 1, only [-] can solidify their fighting spirit and practice to reach the entry level.

And among these thousand, those who can raise their fighting spirit to Xiaocheng are only a few people to chat with.

So don't look at many people who can burst out with a strong momentum, but that is unconscious, not considered a fighting spirit, and cannot be used to fight and bless attack and defense.

"It depends on fate. I really can't help you. This time, I have something to tell you."

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "The frontier trial will start soon, and then I will enlist you as the Lord of Beimo City, that is, the general of the Divine Phoenix Empire, Jining. As long as you have enough military merit, You will be freed from your status as slaves!"

"Really?"

These people are still slaves now, at least in the records of the Divine Phoenix Empire. If they want to get rid of this status, they can't just talk about it, they must have military merits.

So they were extremely excited when they heard Ling Xiao's words.

"Of course it is true, but you should be clear that the battlefield of the Divine Phoenix Empire is more dangerous than the Tianlong Continent, so your strength must be improved as soon as possible. In terms of weapons and equipment, I will find a way for you. Don't worry about this."

Ling Xiao reminded.

"Don't worry, son, we will definitely practice hard."

Qin Huo nodded.

"Remember, your life now is not only your own, but also mine. I don't allow any of you to die, so you have to work hard to survive for me, and witness the day when the human race regains control of the mysterious world!"

Ling Xiao said loudly.

"Yes!"

A uniform voice sounded here.

Ling Xiao nodded in satisfaction.

Martial artists of military origin are different, they are very disciplined, and they will perfectly complete the tasks assigned by themselves, which makes him feel very at ease.

"Continue to practice, and I won't bother you!"

Taking advantage of the darkness, Ling Xiao left this mysterious house.

Just like when it came, it was silent like a ghost.

Shadow step combined with shadow armor, unless it is a martial artist whose cultivation base is much stronger than him, otherwise, it will be more difficult to find him.

(End of this chapter)