Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 3089 The hand of the devil Buddha, the breath of the ice dragon

Ling Xiao looked at Tianjue Sanhua indifferently: "Today, not only that woman is going to die!
You have to die too! "

Ling Xiao suspects that Maang Ruohu, like the demon lord Lan Meimo, is a womanizer.

As a woman, Lan Meimo has spoiled many wives of demon generals and demon kings. The tragic experience of those women is more terrible than being spoiled by men.

Maang Ruohu gave Ling Xiao the feeling that he was very similar to Lan Meimo, but his strength was not as strong as Lan Meimo.

So this woman, he is absolutely impossible to let go.

"Kill us?"

Tianjue Sanhua was stunned, he thought he heard it wrong.

Not only did Ling Xiao not show any fear of him, but he was threatening him.

Even those onlookers were a little stunned when they heard this. They knew that Ling Xiao had killed Mr. Ghost.

But compared with Tianjue Sanhua, Mr. Ghost is not a level existence at all.

"Hehe, dear, you have heard it all."

Maung Ruohu said with a smile.

Of course she was happy, because Ling Xiao angered Tianjue Sanhua, and the final ending would be very tragic, and that was what she wanted to see.

"Of course I heard it, but I thought I heard it wrong. In Tianjue City, he is the only one who dares to threaten me under the age of 20."

Tianjue Sanhua showed a cruel sneer, looked at Ling Xiao and said, "You will die!

And die horribly!
I will let you know what the most painful way to die in the world is. "

His expression was ferocious and terrifying, obviously he had lost patience with Ling Xiao, and he was no longer prepared to wait any longer.

"die!"

A cold shout came from Tianjue Sanhua's mouth.

And his figure disappeared as soon as the voice sounded.

The onlookers couldn't find any trace of him, and they were extremely shocked, thinking that the young city master Tianjue Sanhua, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, was really too powerful.

No wonder it is as famous as Landi Meichen of Demon Dragon Sword Court.

They can't see it, but it doesn't mean Ling Xiao can't see it.

Ling Xiao's Tai Chi eyes locked onto the position of Tianjue Sanhua in an instant.

What this person is good at should be palm technique.

With this palm, the palm wind burst, like a goddess scattering flowers, and there was a terrifying feeling of being torn apart by gusts of wind.

There was a sharp and cold breath.

The target, of course, is Ling Xiao.

And it's Ling Xiao's head.

With Tianjue Sanhua's attack, Ling Xiao was about to be killed.

"Ling Xiao is finished, I'm afraid I can't even detect Tianjue Sanhua's attack?"

"Who told him to provoke this young city lord, can't he live well?"

People shook their heads secretly, feeling that Ling Xiao was a little too conceited, too overreaching.

How do you hide from an attack you can't even see?
Ling Xiao is dead!
However, at this moment, Ling Xiao suddenly raised his right hand and pointed out.

No one knows where his point is going.

Just the next moment, there was a clanging sound.

People finally saw Tianjue Sanhua.

His hand actually reached the top of Ling Xiao's head.

And Ling Xiao's finger just hit Tianjue's hand that scattered flowers.

The palm of that hand was actually pierced directly by this finger.

Tianjue scattered flowers and suffered pain, retreated quickly, and stood tens of meters away from Ling Xiao, looking at his bleeding right hand, shocked.

Ling Xiao's finger was as sharp as a sharp sword, and it was extremely precise where he pointed.

The instant penetrating power is comparable to that of an imperial weapon.

It actually pierced his palm.

Compared with the pain on the palm, his heart was more uncomfortable.

It was a shameful thing for him to be injured by Ling Xiao's blow in front of so many people.

Ling Xiao smiled contemptuously. If it was a few days ago, he might be afraid of the sky.

But today, since he came here for revenge, he has a full understanding of his own strength.

He can even kill the Fire Sword King who is at the pinnacle of the Eighteenth Floor of Hell in the Yin-Yang Realm.

What's more, it's a mere scatter of flowers.

Although Tianjue Sanhua is a genius, he can kill late-stage warriors with his early-stage cultivation in the Eighteenth Floor of Yin-Yang Realm.

But even if he is a late stage strength.

After all, he is not Ling Xiao's opponent.

"Good boy, you really did something wrong, it seems that I really underestimated you!

But if you think this is my full strength, then you are wrong! "

Tianjue Sanhua was really overwhelmed by Ling Xiao.

So he has to give full play to his strength.

Behind him, a huge palm emerged. The entire palm was as black as ink, but it was huge.

This kind of martial spirit is very unique.

Ling Xiao had seen something similar in Tianlong Continent before, but it was a fist.

It's no wonder that Tianjue Sanhua is good at palm techniques, and it seems that it has a lot to do with this martial spirit.

"Fusion! Demonic Buddha's Hand Martial Soul!"

Tianjue Sanhua's so-called fusion is the fusion of this martial soul and his own hands.

After the fusion, his hands instantly became as black as ink, giving the impression that his fighting power has soared a lot.

Whether it is attack or defense, it makes people more afraid.

At the same time, the breath on his body rose rapidly.

At this time, he is like a demon Buddha, who wants to use the hands of the demon Buddha to eliminate the evil in the world.

"Devil's Heavenly Absolute Palm!"

General-level elementary martial arts, fused with the magic Buddha's hand martial soul, this power is simply terrifying.

After this move was performed, the entire sky was the phantom of the hand of the Demon Buddha.

It seemed that countless palms were all slapped towards Ling Xiao.

The entire space is aimed at Ling Xiao.

False and real, true and false, completely indistinguishable.

This palm wind, covering the sky and the sun, completely blocked all the angles Ling Xiao could avoid.

People can't help but sigh.

"It seems that it was just a coincidence, Ling Xiao is really going to die now!"

"Such a move, there is no way to avoid it."

Many people put themselves in Ling Xiao's shoes and thought about it, only to find that no matter what, they couldn't escape the fate of death.

Ling Xiao will definitely be slapped alive by the hands of the terrifying Demon Buddha.

This is really a very miserable way of death in the world.

In the beast ring, seeing this scene, Phantom was extremely nervous, and even wanted to rush out to help Ling Xiao.

However, Ling Xiao stopped him.

As for the fox-looking man, he laughed wildly.

"See, this is the price, this is the price for daring to come to our Qihuo Building to make trouble!"

She is very proud.

Although it wasn't her who wanted to kill Ling Xiao, but the dark flower of Tianjue.

But as long as Ling Xiao can die, she will be very happy.

However, at this moment Ling Xiao showed a disdainful smile.

The body instantly enters the transformation state of the frost dragon beast soul.

The air around him instantly became extremely cold, and a lot of frost appeared on the originally hot street.

"Ice dragon's breath!"

growl.

He opened his mouth and sprayed.

A large area of ​​dragon breath was released.

He rushed to the hands of countless demon Buddhas in the sky.

As long as it is the hand of Mo Buddha touched by the ice dragon's breath, it will completely disappear under the freezing force of the terrifying forest cold force.

"what……"

A shrill scream came from the endless icy dragon's breath.

All the Demonic Buddha's hands disappeared in an instant.

(End of this chapter)