Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 3418 Yan Mo's Death
"Master Yan Mo actually lost?"

"No, he hasn't lost yet. The horror of bloodthirsty transformation is that the more serious the injury, the more terrifying the improvement in strength."

"He can still hold on!"

The warriors of Soul Palace are still looking forward to Yan Mo's reversal.

And Yan Mo himself is also unwilling to lose like this.

His bloodthirsty transformation is still getting stronger. Although his whole body is extremely painful, he doesn't want to lose like this.

It feels like his fighting strength has increased by three or four times on the basis of doubling.

His self-confidence came again.

Now, it's not about fighting for face.

It's for life!

Yan Mo believed that if he lost, Ling Xiao would definitely kill him unceremoniously.

He didn't want to lose face, and he didn't want to fail in front of so many people!

He doesn't want to die even more. As Yan Mo of the Soul Palace, second only to Mingshuang's first genius, he still has a lot to do.

He still wants to inherit the Soul Palace!

If you die now, you have nothing.

Crazy, he held the soul-killing sword in his hand and killed it again.

"Just waiting for you!"

The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth curled into a cruel sneer.

Three swords appeared in his hands.

Both swords could not kill Yan Mo.

So what about the three swords in one?
Ling Xiao really wanted to see if Yan Mo's body could withstand his terrifying blow.

When seeing Ling Xiao's three swords floating in the air at the same time.

There was a touch of fear in Yan Mo's crazy eyes.

But soon, the rage brought by the bloodthirsty transformation swallowed up this fear.

At this moment, he could no longer control himself.

How can the genes of bloodthirsty people be so easy to control?

If you get it and become stronger, you have to pay a certain price.

And the price is that when the injury is serious, I can't control my thinking.

Hate in the eyes.

There is only fighting in his mind, and he has entered an extremely crazy situation.

Ling Xiao looked indifferently at Yan Mo who rushed over.

The three kinds of sword tactics have been completely condensed successfully.

Just wait for Yan Mo to come to die.

Yan Xifeng watched this scene nervously, he didn't know what would happen next.

But to deal with Mingshuang, or to save his grandson, he can only choose one.

"I'm going to save him!"

Leng Qiuyan's voice sounded directly from Yan Xifeng's mind: "I will occupy his body first and kill that Ling Xiao!"

Leng Qiuyan no longer cared about the outcome of today's battle.

But her son cannot die.

After all, she was the only child in this world.

Hearing Leng Qiuyan's voice, Yan Xifeng nodded.

Finally at ease.

No one noticed, and no one could see that a ghost flew up from the shore and rushed straight at Yan Mo's body.

When he was still tens of meters away from Yan Mo's body, Ling Xiao's Tai Chi eyes finally caught the existence of this ghost.

"This guy, when the monsters attacked the city that day, he stayed aside to plot evil.

Now it's here again?
Do you want to seize Yan Mo?
wrong!

This guy is going to save Yan Mo! "

Ling Xiao immediately thought of the possibility of the matter, but at this time, he absolutely could not allow anyone to rescue Yan Mo.

A mere soul actually tried to save people?

dream!

"Boundary Martial Soul!"

Ling Xiao instantly released the enchantment spirit.

Can shield all energy, including the soul.

Leng Qiuyan directly bumped into the barrier martial soul, and his soul became much weaker because of this.

"what!"

At this moment, she finally lost her usual calmness.

Who would have thought that Ling Xiao would still have such a trick at a critical moment.

At the same time, within the barrier.

The three swords merged into one, and they had already killed Yan Mo.

This time, it was truly devastating.

Yan Mo has no power to resist at all.

In the distance, Yan Xifeng wanted to come to rescue again, but it was too late.

Everyone watched helplessly as the terrifying power formed by the fusion of the three swords tore Yan Mo's body into pieces and finally destroyed him completely.

died!

Yan Mo is dead!

Another powerful genius has become a stepping stone on Ling Xiao's road to becoming stronger.

Mirror Demon King is like this!
So is Yan Mo!

Without the help of the Dragon Shark King, it is estimated that the Koi King would be one of them.

At that moment, the audience was dead silent!

Before this duel, no one would have thought that today's duel would have such a result.

They thought the duel would be deadly.

But that dead man should be Ling Xiao.

But the one who died now was Yan Mo.

Ling Xiao, who was only at the eighth level of the life-snatching state, easily killed Yan Mo, who was at the life-swapping state.

This is a huge irony for Soul Palace, why not for Yan Mo?

Since the day he met Ling Xiao, he kept calling Ling Xiao a waste, a rubbish.

But in the end, he died in the hands of the trash in his mouth.

"How does it taste, my Lord Yan Mo?
It must feel aggrieved to be killed by what you think is trash, right?
Then you can sleep aggrieved. "

Ling Xiao glanced indifferently at the debris on the lake, and then looked at the people on the shore.

"Old Ancestor of the Soul Palace, it's time to fulfill your promise. What about the inheritance of the Soul Emperor that I want?"

Ling Xiao said loudly.

"Do not--!"

Yan Xifeng roared like crazy.

He has even forgotten his plan for today.

Yan Mo is dead!

His only grandson is dead!
He has lost his son, and now he has lost his grandson. In his heart, he is filled with despair and anger.

He looked at Ling Xiao like a hungry beast looking at its prey.

His eyes were filled with hatred and anger, and he had already lost half of his reason.

"You killed him! You actually killed my grandson!"

Yan Xifeng roared angrily, looking at the dead Yan Mo, his terrifying aura burst out completely.

It's too late to save him, which is really sadder than anything else.

His eyes were scarlet, like a monster, looking at Ling Xiao frantically.

As a warrior in the realm of reincarnation, Ling Xiao is definitely not his opponent.

There is no doubt about this.

So Mingshuang stood up and looked at Yan Xifeng indifferently: "You set the bet, and you also set the rules.

how?Now that you lose, you suddenly lose control?
If Ling Xiao dies, I think you will be very happy, right? "

There was ice-coldness in her voice.

In fact, it has long been predicted what will happen when Yan Mo dies.

How could Yan Xifeng follow the rules?

Seeing Mingshuang, Yan Xifeng suddenly thought of something.

His mind gradually cleared up.

"No, I can't be messed up!
With Mingshuang around, it is impossible for me to kill Ling Xiao.

There is only one way to kill Ling Xiao, and that is to get rid of Mingshuang first.

Otherwise, how can I avenge my grandson? "

He forcibly suppressed his anger, then looked at Mingshuang respectfully and said, "I'm sorry, Palace Master, I lost control for a while.

After all, Yan Mo is my only grandson, and I couldn't control my emotions when I saw him being killed. "

Hearing this, Mingshuang felt that there was nothing wrong with it, it was human nature.

(End of this chapter)