Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 122 Complete Martial Soul
The Ling family in Tianfeng City.

The blood has gathered into a river of blood.

The dazzling sunlight shone on the bright red blood river, shining a dizzying light.

Of the 100 warriors who vowed to defend the Ling family to the death, there are only more than [-] dead left.

Of course, the enemy paid a heavier price than this.

The battle is still going on, and no one knows how long this tragic battle will last.

Maybe it's over when all the members of the Ling family are dead.

Without strength, in this world dominated by force, it is simply precarious.

Human life is so fragile, so vulnerable.

It's like the leaves fluttering in the wind, if you tear them apart, they will easily become two pieces.

"call--!"

Ling Xiao let out a long breath.

He did not find his grandfather Hong Qi and Ling Luo.

Maybe they are dead?
Or is it hidden?

he does not know.

But not seeing a dead body always keeps people from being completely hopeless.

If you observe carefully, you can actually find that all the family members of those who surrendered to Second Master Ling have disappeared.

Second Master Ling really has foresight that doesn't match his strength. If he were the patriarch of the Ling family, perhaps he wouldn't be as tragic as Ling Xiaotian.

After Ling Xiaotian rejected Feiyun's persuasion to surrender, the second master Ling Wuhen sensed that something was wrong, and he hid all the people in his yard who had little combat effectiveness in the underground dark room as quickly as possible.

At least for now, those people are still alive, so they won't die in vain.

Let's fight!

Fight till the last drop of blood runs dry!

Ling Xiao didn't plan to have any secrets anymore, because he knew that if he didn't do his best today, he would definitely be the one who would die next.

"Senior Sister Yixue, get out of the way!"

With a loud drink.

Ling Xiao made an amazing move.

He gave up his escape and decided to use his body to attract the attacks of the four great warriors.

He couldn't watch Ling Yixue get killed.

You can't watch the four great martial artists free up their hands to deal with other Ling family members.

Of course, he didn't die either.

If he dared to do this, he still had the assurance of saving his life.

"Just what can you do?"

Shi Long looked at Ling Xiao disdainfully, but the attack suddenly stopped.

Li Yunsheng and the other two martial artists also stopped attacking.

These few people are not stupid, they know Ling Xiao is a scheming guy, and Fei Mu's death just now really surprised everyone.

They don't want to be the second flywood.

Ling Xiao didn't speak, but just looked at Shi Long and the others indifferently.

There was neither hatred nor fear in his eyes, only coldness.

As if there is no emotion in general.

He really wanted to see through the bodies of these people, to see if their hearts were black, how could they be so vicious and ruthless.

They belong to the same human race, but they are willing to serve the invaders and kill their own compatriots.

"This kid is wicked!"

Even a martial artist of Shi Long's level was shocked by Ling Xiao's cold eyes.

Those eyes are not only cold, but also deep, as if they contain a vast and boundless world, completely unable to see through what the owner of the eyes is thinking.

"Why, the majestic head of the Shi family, facing me, a mere sixth-level early-stage martial artist, would be so frightened like this?"

There was a lot of disdain and contempt in Ling Xiao's eyes.

"Boy, since you are looking for death, then the city lord will fulfill you! The three of you go and kill that woman!"

Shi Long was furious, he was a majestic seventh-level martial artist, it was a shame that he would be looked down upon by a young junior.

He has seen Ling Xiao's "Terror Finger" just now, and I believe it must be Ling Xiao's most powerful move.

As long as you're careful next time, you'll be fine.

He snorted coldly. Although Ling Xiao's talent is very strong and even cunning, what happened to Feimu just now was just an accident. He absolutely did not believe that the same thing would happen for the first time. secondary.

Powerful true essence gushed out from Shi Long's body, it was so powerful that it was suffocating.

A martial artist is a martial artist, and it is really completely different from a martial artist with a martial vein below the sixth level.

He has no weapons, and he doesn't bother to use them.

With one palm, the power is no less powerful than weapons.

The terrifying true essence actually condensed into a substantial big handprint, and then slapped Ling Xiao hard on the head.

There was nothing fancy about this palm, only terrifying power.

The so-called one power down ten meetings.

When the power reaches a certain level, it is really difficult to make up for the skill.

"Break me!"

Ling Xiaoren didn't move.

But behind him, a blooming cherry tree appeared, and the cherry blossoms danced and turned into spots like shooting stars.

Then, they condensed together, forming a gigantic sword made of cherry blossoms, which directly pierced Shi Long's huge handprint.

And this giant sword, as if knowing where the weakest point of the Mahamudra is, was even-handed, and just hit its weak point with a sword.

"Crack!"

There was an astonishing crisp sound, and the big handprint unexpectedly shattered.

Shi Long's huge palm trembled a bit, a layer of skin was pierced on the fingertips, and a drop of blood fell on the ground.

"Ninja spirit? No! This is a martial soul! And it's a complete martial soul!"

Shi Long was shocked, he remembered very clearly that this cherry tree ninja belonged to Fei Mu, but how could it become Ling Xiao's martial soul.

And this is not Li Xinghui's broken martial soul, this is a complete martial soul in the true sense.

He wasn't the only one surprised.

Fei Yun, who was fighting Ling Xiaotian over there, was distracted when he saw Ling Xiao using Feimu's Ninja Spirit, but Ling Xiaotian seized the opportunity to hit him with a palm.

If Li Yunsheng hadn't rushed over to rescue him, Feiyun would have died here today.

"Thief, why do you have the ninja spirit of flying wood, tell me, or I will kill you!"

Feiyun was injured and vomited blood.

But it didn't hurt him more than the anger in his heart.

"Joke, tell you or not, you will kill me."

Ling Xiao glanced at Feiyun contemptuously. Since he used Feimu's Ninja Spirit today, he didn't intend to survive.

Even if you die in battle, you still have to pull one or two backs.

Ever since he was promoted to the sixth level of martial arteries, Shanhe Wuhun has gained a special ability - devouring battle spirits.

The so-called battle spirit refers to the true meaning of the soul that can be used to fight, such as martial spirits, ninja spirits, etc.

Ling Xiao's original plan was to snatch Li Xinghui's broken martial soul, but he didn't expect that Fei Mu's Ninja Spirit was the first to be devoured by mistake.

Of course, when used by him, the ninja spirit becomes a martial spirit.

A martial soul that can really fight.

Mountains and Rivers Martial Soul, all-encompassing.

Ling Xiao seemed to be gradually able to understand the meaning of this.

"Shi Long, you and Li Yunsheng join forces to deal with Old Man Ling, and I will deal with Ling Xiao!"

No matter what, Feiyun couldn't bear that Feimu's ninja spirit was taken over by Ling Xiao. He wanted to kill Ling Xiao and use Ling Xiao's head to pay homage to the dead Feimu.

"Yes, my lord messenger!"

To be honest, facing Ling Xiao now, Shi Long still has no idea.

This kid is not strong, but there are too many weird methods, and it is almost impossible to guard against. Although he is not afraid of being killed by the opponent, but if he makes a fool of himself and is taken advantage of by the opponent, then he will lose all face as the city lord .

"I don't care how you obtained Feimu's Ninja Spirit, but today you must die!"

(End of this chapter)