Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 1752 The Horrible Layer of Death
When Jun Mochou's sword was less than two or three meters away from Ling Xiao's body, a layer of bone armor suddenly appeared on his body, which made him look like a devil stepped out of hell.

And it's not over yet.

Outside of the white bone armor, a layer of red sun feathers that radiated fiery light completely enveloped him.

Jun Mochou's sword melted quickly when it entered the range of the blazing light.

After all, it is not a magic weapon. Although the material is good, it is still difficult to resist Ling Xiao's terrifying Chiyang Yuyi.

However, Jun Mochou seemed to be on guard against this.

At the same time as the right hand stabbed down, a dagger that had been prepared for a long time suddenly shot out from the sleeve of the left hand.

This broken sword was also on the weapon rack, but Jun Mochou had already hidden it in the sleeve.

"Ice thorns!"

The short sword was covered with a strange layer of ice, which escaped the high-temperature melting, and directly pierced the bone armor.

"Ok?"

This stab, Jun Mochou sensed something was wrong: "This is not an ordinary armor, you cheated and used a magic weapon!"

"A magic weapon? Unexpectedly, the seven sons of the Zhengyi Sect are so ignorant."

Ling Xiao's cold voice sounded, and this was the moment he had been waiting for.

Jun Mochou had just finished his attack, and now he was very close to him.

Ling Xiao roared violently, and threw out his fists directly, hitting Jun Mochou who was only a short distance away from him.

This Jun Mochou is not an ordinary person, you can think of a way to deal with such a dangerous situation.

While retreating violently, she stepped on the ground of the ring.

Then the ground turned into stone slabs to block Ling Xiao's attack.

However, at this time, Jun Mochou committed the problem of being too confident.

She didn't choose to take advantage of the situation to retreat, but drew a sword from the weapon rack again, and stabbed through the stone slab.

puff!
The stone slab was made like tofu, and was pierced by the long sword in her hand that contained amazing energy.

However, at this time, she had already lost her best chance to evade.

Ling Xiao's fists came with a bang.

The terrifying power of the six hundred emperors and the earth combined with the terrifying power of the body of hell.

Forcibly blasting those slabs into powder, even the sword in Jun Mochou's hand shattered again.

At this time, Jun Mochou has no chance.

She made a mistake, and she was destined to be caught by Ling Xiao, and then she could not fight back again.

The terrifying pair of fists hit Jun Mochou's chest heavily, and Jun Mochou felt a terrifying force throwing her far away.

But it's Ling Xiao who annoys her the most. Isn't she a woman?

It's not good to hit anywhere, but she chose the place that is the least attackable. She was really pissed off.

Jun Mochou was thrown back tens of meters, but she finally stopped and did somersaults in the air, trying to fight back against Ling Xiao.

This is where she is strong, and this is definitely not something Fan Ruolin and Kou Ziling can compare to.

It's a pity that she didn't see the enemy in her eyes.

By the time she realized it again, a sword was already on her neck.

lost!

Lost so easily!

Jun Mochou didn't even have time to show her full strength.

She felt that she was very useless.

"I don't agree!"

Jun Mochou stared at Ling Xiao and shouted.

"This is the arena. If it's a vendetta, you won't be able to accept it, because you are already dead at this time."

Ling Xiao said coldly: "Admit defeat, or my sword will not show mercy."

Feel the terrifying aura coming out of Ling Xiao's icy eyes.

And the pain in the neck that was cut by the blade.

Although Jun Mochou felt extremely aggrieved, she finally gave up.

"At the White Tiger Wind and Cloud Meeting, I will not make the same mistake again."

Jun Mochou felt the long sword on her neck being withdrawn, then she stood up straight and said.

"Do you know what mistake you made?"

Ling Xiao asked back.

"underestimate the enemy!"

Jun Mochou said.

"It's not that I underestimate the enemy, but I'm too confident that I make mistakes in judgment one after another! You think my defense is poor, this is the first mistake!
When you had the opportunity to evade my ultimate move, you still chose to fight back. This is the second mistake.

And the root of the mistake is too confident, not to analyze the opponent at all. "

Ling Xiao shook his head, and then continued: "Actually, if you chose to fight me head-on instead of sneak attacking, I really might not be able to defeat you so quickly."

Jun Mochou was stunned for a moment after hearing these words, although she was very unconvinced, she had to admit that Ling Xiao was right.

This time it was precisely because she was trying to bully Ling Xiao's weak defense that she launched an attack suddenly, but instead fell into the opponent's trap.

In fact, she didn't even display [-]% of her strength.

This is exactly why she is useless.

"You see, third child, his defense is not weak. If you follow Jun Mochou's example, you will only lose even worse."

Fan Ruohai glanced at the pale-faced Fan Ruolin, and said calmly: "The world is full of talented people, and the outside world is very big, so don't be a frog in a well.

This time at the White Tiger Wind and Cloud Meeting, you should go and see the world well, it doesn’t matter if you don’t get the ranking, only after seeing how powerful this world is, you can practice harder. "

Fan Ruolin gritted his teeth and didn't say anything.

"My lord, there are almost none of the masters in the back who are stronger than Jun Mochou. I think Ling Xiao can easily reach the 99th floor.

The one who can really stop him is probably the hell lord. "

The administrator of the Hell Tower seemed to ease the slightly awkward atmosphere in the VIP room, and said.

"That's right, in order to stimulate the enthusiasm of the fighters, the masters of the Hell Tower will generally not exceed the peak of the tenth level of the Yin-Yang realm, with the exception of the 99th floor."

Fan Ruohai nodded and said: "Go and inform Ling Xiao, tell him not to continue when he reaches the 98th floor, the Lord of Hell is too powerful, he is definitely not an opponent."

"Brother, why do you want to help him?"

Fan Ruolin was dissatisfied.

"They spared your life, shouldn't they reciprocate?"

Fan Ruohai glared at Fan Ruolin. Although he looked calm, Fan Ruolin was too scared to speak out.

"My subordinate, go here."

The administrator of the Hell Tower left the VIP room and told Ling Xiao about this.

However, when he came back, he sent a piece of news that made Fan Ruohai dumbfounded.

"The boy Ling Xiao said that he must go to the [-]th floor. Thank you for our kindness, but he will not be afraid of any hell lord."

"Oh, you're still young after all."

Fan Ruohai shook his head helplessly, sighed and said: "Wan Shuang, let's go, I can't bear to see a good genius being tortured and killed by the lord of hell like this."

He really cherishes Ling Xiao's talents.

"Yes, Master."

Mu Wanshuang also got up and left with Fan Ruohai.

Ling Xiao, who successfully won the seventieth-floor beating master, not only received a large number of spiritual stone rewards, but also a thousand-year-old red sun fruit.

(End of this chapter)