Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 1750 Guzheng Martial Soul: Play the Killing Movement

The scene of "Ling Xiao"'s body shattered made everyone terrified and dumbfounded.

"Haha, hahahaha, idiot, I said it earlier, I have encountered it before, there is no way you will survive."

Fan Ruolin couldn't help laughing when he saw Ling Xiao was blown to death, he seemed in a pretty good mood.

"Interesting, the martial spirit of your Fan family is actually a musical instrument. This is a rare martial spirit."

Ling Xiao had also seen a musical instrument Wuhun before, and that was when he was in Yuehuazong.

However, the musical instrument Wuhun I saw at that time, because the warrior itself was too weak, could not exert too much power at all.

Not like now.

With a slight movement of Fan Ruolin's martial soul, he can release a terrifying sound wave capable of destroying the enemy, making it impossible to guard against.

Hearing Ling Xiao's voice, Fan Ruolin's entire face became extremely ridiculous.

As if he had seen a ghost, he suddenly turned his head to look at Ling Xiao who was standing there intact.

"You! Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Nonsense, of course I am a human being. I have always wondered how it is possible for a big family like your Fan family to have a martial soul that is not known to outsiders. Now it seems that if it is such a martial soul, it is really easy to hide." what.

It's a pity that I can't hide it from my eyes. "

Only Ling Xiao's Tai Chi eyes can see the essence through the appearance and discover what Fan Ruolin's real ultimate move is.

"Okay, since you've already seen it, then I don't need to hide it."

While Fan Ruolin was speaking, a guzheng figure appeared behind him.

The zither is antique and looks quite beautiful, covered with special lines, as if there is a soul inhabiting it.

It's amazing.

"The piano demon strikes!"

The moment the martial soul was revealed, the terrifying sound of music struck at the same time.

This time, Fan Ruolin soared into the air, and as the music was released, the entire ring exploded.

Although it was not completely blown up due to the special material of the arena, it was already potholed and disfigured.

"Change the ring!"

The host shouted, and a brand new arena was replaced.

"These two are terrifying. No matter who they are, we are not opponents."

"Yeah, it's a battle of both wisdom and strength. Both of them are too weird."

"If we go up, maybe we won't survive one round?"

"A rendezvous? I guess I can't even last half a round."

"Young people nowadays, it's really scary. It is estimated that there will be more jaw-dropping battles in this year's White Tiger Gathering. Thinking about it makes me feel excited."

"Yeah, this is just Mr. Fan San. I really don't know how strong Hai Sijie was that day?"

Everyone was excited, from being completely hostile to Ling Xiao at the beginning, to now they have a little admiration for Ling Xiao.

After all, Xuanjie is a place where strength is discussed. Whoever is stronger has more right to speak.

The ability Ling Xiao showed is really admirable.

Naturally, they will not be completely one-sided in insulting.

In this era, they can see the duel between geniuses, and it is not in vain for them to live.

With big waves washing the sand and natural selection, how many of the so-called geniuses will survive and perform miracles is really uncertain.

The arena was changed, and it was a better arena, which was full of magic circle patterns, obviously to deal with the powerful attacks of these two people.

Ling Xiao had gradually seen through Fan Ruolin's approach, and black air began to emerge from the long sword in his hand.

At this point, he no longer intends to waste any more time.

Fan Ruolin also clearly felt Ling Xiao's fighting spirit and murderous aura that filled his whole body.

He also wants to play his best fight!
In this battle, if Ling Xiao can be eliminated, he will go to a higher level, even if it is Jun Mochou, he may win.

However, if he lost, Fan Ruolin would not only become a laughing stock, but he would also be decadent for a long time.

Maybe it will affect the duel at the White Tiger Wind and Cloud Meeting.

"Ling Xiao, come on, use your strongest move, this battle, I want to convince you to lose!"

Fan Ruolin roared loudly.

Ling Xiao couldn't help laughing secretly.

With Fan Ruolin's strength alone, he is really not qualified to use his full strength.

Not to mention Fan Ruolin, even Jun Mochou is not worthy of his full strength.

The sword in Ling Xiao's hand was condensing terrifying black energy.

Behind him is the dark night.

Above his head hung a dark magic sword.

Then, he threw away the long sword in his hand, grabbed the dark magic sword, and looked at Fan Ruolin.

Using the dark magic sword against Fan Ruolin is really overkill.

However, it is necessary to hone fighting skills in such a battle, so Ling Xiao still wants to use it.

What's more, the dark magic sword has different powers, and it can deal with Fan Ruolin in front of him.

The first move of "Heavenly Demon Destroying the World Jue" can solve the problem.

As soon as the Dark Demon Sword came out, the entire arena suddenly became eerie, as if some monster had descended.

Ok?
Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, because he clearly felt that something in the hell tower was calling him.

That kind of energy is very similar to that of the Primordial Heavenly Demon, but there are some differences.

But it is definitely pure dark energy, the profound meaning of shadow.

"Forget it, don't think about it so much, after solving the battle in front of you, let's think about other things."

Ling Xiao shook his head and looked at Fan Ruolin again.

At this time, Fan Ruolin was suspended in the air, and there was an extra guzheng in his hand.

If you look carefully, you will find that the guzheng is not a real body, but is transformed by his martial soul.

"Music of Killing Play!"

As Fan Ruolin's voice sounded, a chilling music was released from the guzheng, gradually filling the entire arena.

Vaguely, it can feel as if there are thousands of troops fighting, which makes people frightened.

"Dark Demon Sword·Destroyer Body!"

The dark magic sword in Ling Xiao's hand has also been stabbed out.

Terrifying black sword energy spewed out from the dark magic sword like a fountain, centered on his body, and spread rapidly towards the surroundings.

Within the range of the entire 69th floor, almost all of them are filled with that black sword energy.

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi...

Fan Ruolin's figure flickered, constantly dodging Ling Xiao's attacks, and at the same time urging the movement.

At this time, he was already in a state of distress, his clothes were already torn, and he was already stained red with blood, making him look very miserable.

However, there was a victor's smile on his face.

"Burst! The movement of killing!"

At that moment, all the musical symbols on the entire arena exploded at the same time, and the arena instantly turned into a terrifying battlefield.

People could even see thousands of troops rushing towards Ling Xiao, trying to tear Ling Xiao into pieces.

"It's useless! Your strength is too weak!"

Ling Xiao still just stood there, swiping the dark magic sword in his hand suddenly, and the sword energy that was originally released all condensed together in an instant, forming a huge black sword.

(End of this chapter)