Batian Martial Soul

For the Five Poison Hands, the golden hand seal is equivalent to one hand. If this hand is broken, the Five Poison Hands will completely collapse in Jinzhou.

Bang!

Suddenly, Snow Eagle in the battle formation was knocked away by a terrifying force. He fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood. He could no longer stand up.

Although he was still alive, his injuries were extremely serious.

You know, this is in a battle formation. It stands to reason that no warrior below the third level of the Divine Bone Realm can easily hurt him.

But Xue Ying was still seriously injured.

"Snow Eagle!"

Momo exclaimed.

"Go take care of him and take the best healing pill!"

Ling Xiao waved his hand, but looked in one direction.

There, a figure appeared.

He is a young swordsman, wearing a black tights, looking slender and strong.

His face has clear lines, three-dimensional features, and his eyes are deep and sharp.

Her black hair fluttered in the wind, adding a bit of mystery. His skin has taken on a healthy, wheatish color after a long period of exercise.

His hands are slender and powerful, and his fingers are long and flexible, as if he can easily grasp any weapon. Wearing a pair of black soft-soled shoes on his feet, there is no decoration on the upper, but it allows him to move quickly on any terrain.

He doesn't have any extra accessories on his body, only a long sword hanging on his waist. This is his most reliable partner and his most powerful weapon.

The blade of the sword is straight without any extra decoration, but it exudes a sharp aura.

The sword seemed to be one with him, following his will exactly no matter what movement he made, as if it were an extended part of his arm.

His expression was cold and firm, as if nothing could shake his determination.

His eyes are deep and sharp, as if he can see through all illusions and appearances and get straight to the essence of things. There was no trace of fear or flinching in his eyes, only determination and fearlessness in facing challenges.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was mocking the weakness and incompetence of the world.

There was a kind of confidence and arrogance in his eyes, as if he was already invincible.

But this kind of confidence and arrogance is not blind arrogance, but based on his strong strength and incomparable self-confidence.

"Third on the Jinzhou Hidden Dragon List, Zhao Huying!"

Mu Qingping looked at this person and took a breath of cold air.

Now, except for the first Jin Yuntian and the second Jin Fengyu on the Jinzhou Qianlong List, even the third Zhao Huying is here.

Ling Xiao's eyes also became serious.

Jinzhou Qianlong ranks first on the list. Although this list definitely has some moisture, but excluding the moisture, this is still a very important list.

This Zhao Huying is not only a native of the Zhao Kingdom, but also a disciple of the Zhao Kingdom's War College.

I have to say that Zhanzheng Academy really has a lot of capable people in Jinzhou.

"You go kill those people, and I'll deal with this Ling Xiao!"

Zhao Huying said coldly and confidently.

It's as if he can do it if he says so.

"kill!"

The next moment, everyone around them rushed towards Momo and others.

They didn't dare to move just now, just because of Ling Xiao.

Now that Ling Xiao is stopped by Zhao Huying, what else do they have to worry about? Although Zhao Huying is much smaller than Wu Feng, his strength is more terrifying than Wu Feng.

It is simply unrealistic for Ling Xiao to defeat Zhao Huying.

Zhao Huying might even kill Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao looked at Zhao Huying indifferently. He didn't seem to see those people. He just looked at Zhao Huying with contempt and said: "Third on the Hidden Dragon List? Okay, let me test your level!"

"kill!"

Zhao Huying didn't waste any time, and disappeared from the spot. In an instant, a powerful sword intent locked onto Ling Xiao.

The power of this sword is even more terrifying, several times stronger than Wu Feng's sword. If Ling Xiao only showed his strength when fighting Wu Feng, then taking down Zhao Huying would be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

However, the next moment, Zhao Huying retreated.

He returned to his original position in an instant, his face a little cold.

"Haha, third on the Hidden Dragon List, nothing more than that!"

Ling Xiao looked at Zhao Huying contemptuously.

What he has always shown is only his martial arts strength, and he basically doesn't use formations in one-on-one situations.

But today, he used it.

Zhao Huying felt the threat of the formation and chose to retreat.

In the void, a huge sword condensed, like a sword to slay evil.

This is another way to use the Demon Sword Evil Killing Formation.

Against a group of enemies, the Demon Sword Killing Evil Formation can turn into countless demon swords.

Against an enemy, you can condense a huge magic sword.

The huge magic sword is suspended in the sky, like a towering mountain, giving people an incomparable sense of oppression.

The sword body exudes a dark light, as if it contains endless dark power. The surface of the sword is covered with ancient runes, each rune shining with mysterious light, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story.

The edge of this magic sword is sharp and cold, as if it can cut through the sky with ease.

It floated quietly in the air without making any sound, but it exuded a chilling aura.

Its existence seems to be a threat, making people feel an unspeakable fear.

Around this magic sword, the air seemed to become solid and heavy. Even the breeze cannot move it, as if it has transcended the limitations of time and space.

It was suspended there quietly, as if waiting for something, or guarding something.

Zhao Huying looked at the huge magic sword and frowned.

"You are indeed not only a demon cultivator, but also a sacred pattern master!"

Zhao Huying had naturally heard of Ling Xiao's reputation before, but had never seen him before, so he was somewhat skeptical about the rumors.

He can still understand a sixteen-year-old demon cultivator.

But for a sixteen-year-old second-level holy pattern master, he couldn't understand it.

The Holy Pattern Master needs to settle and accumulate. It is not something that can be understood instantly if you are talented.

"hehe!"

Ling Xiao smiled coldly, then waved his hand and stabbed Zhao Huying with the huge magic sword.

Zhao Huying did not dare to neglect and fought with the magic sword.

At this time, Ling Xiao looked back.

It was very dangerous over there in the battle formation. Because Xue Ying was seriously injured, Momo was helping to treat him.

The four people supporting the battle formation now are Mu Qingping, Xiaobi, Weiwei and Huanbi.

They were reaching their limit.

Mu Qingping and Xiao Bi had multiple scars on their bodies, and Huan Bi was bleeding from the corner of her mouth.

Only Weiwei is not injured yet.

After all, she is protected by a spirit body, so it is really difficult to be hurt.

"Ling Xiao, if you really destroy the Golden Hand Seal today, I'm afraid you won't even be able to go to Central Continent in the future, because the Five Poison Hands will assassinate you every day."

What suddenly appeared was Jin Haoyu from the Zhan Zhan Academy.

Jin Haoyu, the dean of the Jinguo Zhan Academy, is also a master of the fourth level of the Divine Bone Realm.

Now that the Zhan Zhan Academy and the Five Poison Hands have joined forces, Jin Haoyu didn't have time to save Wu Feng, but he couldn't let the Golden Hand Seal die as well.