Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 165 Masked Killer

The organs of the Biyan clan are very powerful, but warriors still dare not relax their cultivation in martial arts, that's the reason.

No matter how strong the thing in your hand is, if your own strength is not enough, it may be too late to use it, and someone will kill it first. At that time, any treasure will be useless.

"Little bastard, go to hell, hahahaha!"

The boss of the Biyan tribe showed a ferocious face, imagining in his mind the appearance of Ling Xiao being blasted into pieces by the piercing air.

"You deserve it, if you don't stalk me like this, you won't die, you can regret it in hell!"

He did not attack immediately.

Because he is waiting.

Waiting for Ling Xiao to approach, close to an unavoidable distance.

His low-grade spirit stone is only enough to attack once, so he must hit it with one blow, otherwise, he will be slaughtered like fish on a chopping board.

He was nervous and excited at the same time.

Life or death can be decided with one move!
Come closer!
As long as the distance is within ten feet, he has full confidence to kill Ling Xiao in one fell swoop.

"Huh? Petals?"

Just when he showed a ferocious smile, a petal suddenly fell from his face.

"Is it cherry blossoms?"

"It's strange, there are no cherry blossom trees in this deep mountain, how could it be?"

"Forget it, I can't care so much anymore, that kid is getting closer and closer, and if there is a distance, he will be within ten feet!"

There are more and more petals.

The blue-eyed boss felt more and more strange.

He couldn't help but look up.

Only then did he realize that above his head, there was a vortex composed of cherry blossoms.

"not good!"

He seemed to realize something, and before he had time to wait for Ling Xiao to come within ten feet, he simply launched an air-breaking attack.

However, it was too late by this time.

The petals of the cherry blossoms wrapped his arms, and his true essence lost contact with the air-breaking strike.

Without the urging of the true essence, the air-breaking attack cannot be launched.

What was even more frightening was that these petals became denser and denser, not only enveloping his arms, but also quickly enveloping his entire body.

"Sakura Martial Soul! It's actually Wanhun! How is this possible!"

At the moment when he was completely wrapped in cherry blossom petals, the boss of the Biyan tribe finally realized that the boy in front of him was more terrifying than he had imagined.

He didn't become a martial artist, but he had a complete martial soul, and even a broken martial soul.

He suddenly thought of an ancient legend——

When the Mountain and River Wuhun appears, the revival of the human race will be inevitable.

Could it be that this boy actually possessed the legendary Mountain and River Martial Soul?
It's a pity that he thought of this step, but he couldn't pass this information back.

While the cherry blossom petals were wrapping around him, a tiny steel needle-like energy shot out from the inside, tearing apart his internal organs frantically.

He was just a peak martial artist at the seventh level of martial arteries, not an extraordinary warrior. Faced with such a terrifying attack, he finally couldn't resist anymore, lost his vitality, and fell from midair to the ground.

call--!
Cherry blossom petals scattered.

Ling Xiao took back the Sakura Martial Soul.

He really doesn't like to attack with a complete martial soul, because with his current cultivation level, it would consume too much to attack with a complete martial soul.

Even if he wasn't injured, the true energy in his body was almost exhausted, leaving only the stellar energy of a martial vein to support him.

But even though he was exhausted, Ling Xiao still didn't forget to clean the things on the boss of the Biyan clan.

Both of the Dream Pill factory had low-grade storage rings, and the blue-eyed boss was no exception.

The big boss is the big boss, and he has a lot of things on him.

The silver is close to 10 taels, and the gold is 1 taels.

Of course, Ling Xiao didn't particularly care about these things. What he cared more about was that the boss of the blue-eyed tribe actually had three martial arts cheats.

One is entry-level top-level martial arts, one is rare-level top-level martial arts, and the other is superior top-level secret methods.

The most precious thing is the air-breaking strike on this guy, and 170 low-grade spirit stones.

The moment Ling Xiao touched the air-breaking strike, Shanhe Wuhun had already given the detailed information on the air-breaking strike.

"My good fellow, it's fortunate that this guy was prevented from using an air-breaking strike just now, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to withstand a full-strength blow from a martial artist at the seventh level of martial arts."

"Huh? What are these?"

In the space of the storage ring, there were actually dozens of letters, all of which were secret letters between the boss of the Blue Eyes clan and a person who claimed to be the head of the Governor's Mansion.

He glanced through it, but the letter did not mention Governor Baiyun Wan Ben.

This Wan Ben is still very careful.

But even so, the head of the Governor's Mansion actually hooked up with the Dream Pill dealer, these letters must be liked by Lin Ze.

"Who!"

Ling Xiao was about to put the storage ring in his pocket, when suddenly a sword light shot from deep in the dense forest.

Startled, he hurriedly dodges.

But even so, the sword light still left a deep scar on his arm.

"It's careless!"

Ling Xiao found a bunker and hid, holding an air strike in his hand. From the analysis of Jianguang, the opponent's strength is at least a martial artist at the beginning of the seventh level of martial arts.

So in his current state, it is difficult to escape, and he can only rely on this air strike.

"Hehe, can you hide?"

In the dense forest, a figure flew out. Although he was wearing casual clothes, he covered his face.

Those who will do this are mostly acquaintances.

"Are you afraid of being recognized by me?"

Ling Xiao frowned, there were only three martial arts disciples in the Qianlong Camp, the captain Dai Yuling, the deputy commander Shi Lei, and Hua Nongying.

Dai Yuling?
Or Hua Nonying?
He can be sure that the other party is not Shi Lei, if it is Shi Lei, he can recognize the breath, after all, they have just fought together.

Ling Xiao didn't speak. He knew that the other party was deceiving him, because he had the template of Shanhe Wuhun, and he could completely hold his breath. As long as he didn't speak or move, it would be difficult for the other party to find out.

"Do you think I can't find you if you don't say anything?"

The man snorted coldly, and suddenly swept the long sword around his body.

Then, whether it was trees or rocks around them, they began to crack and explode, and the place where Ling Xiao was hiding was also exposed.

At this time, Ling Xiao was chewing something in his mouth, and he was holding a broken air strike in his hand.

Even if it was very dangerous, Ling Xiao didn't intend to give up.

What he ate was the golden snow lotus taken from the world of mountains and rivers, in order to speed up his recovery.

Seeing the piercing air attack in Ling Xiao's hand, the man stopped his original attack suddenly, obviously a little apprehensive.

"What advice do you have?"

Ling Xiao asked cautiously.

"Hand over the letters in your hand, I don't need anything else, of course, you can live."

The person on the other side didn't even dare to reveal his real voice. When he spoke, he obviously changed his voice by some means.

"What if I say no?"

Ling Xiao didn't intend to admit cowardice like this, let alone handing over the letter can save his life?
Only a naive idiot would believe such nonsense.

"Then go to hell! It's just an air strike, I'm not afraid!"

The opponent was indeed a bit afraid of the air-breaking attack, but although the air-breaking attack was powerful, it also consumed a lot of energy. For a martial artist who was below a martial artist, it was already very good to have dozens of low-grade spirit stones on his body.

Those with more than 100 yuan were from wealthy families like the Governor's Mansion or the General's Mansion in the town.

A single strike through the air will consume pieces of low-grade spirit stones.

The other party estimated that Ling Xiao could only attack once, as long as he dodged it, he would not be afraid.

(End of this chapter)