Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 666
Ling Yihang opened his eyes, and seeing Ling Xiao sitting in front of him, his eyes showed pain, self-blame, and guilt.

Ling Xiao asked him and Ling Wuhen to participate in the martial arts meeting of the four factions, but he was made into a puppet and almost died here.

The rest of the Divine Sword Sect who followed did not survive.

He is incompetent!

What else is there to see Ling Xiao, the Supreme Head of the Divine Sword Sect.

Those disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who followed him and Ling Wuhen, the youngest was only 12 years old, and the oldest was no more than [-] years old. They just came to see the world.

But the moment they arrived at the Sword King Sect, tragedy happened.

Although he and Ling Wuhen resisted desperately, there were too many enemies and too strong, and they were powerless.

Just watched the young disciples being killed one by one in front of the two of them.

At that moment, he really wanted to die!
He wants to die with Sword King Zong!

But even such a small request can't be fulfilled, because he is too weak, really too weak, in front of the master of Sword King Sect, he can only feel distraught.

But nothing can be done.

He and Ling Wuhen survived, but they were put on slave masks and thrown into the Colosseum to participate in bloody fights.

He originally thought that it would be impossible to see anyone from the Divine Sword Sect again in his life, and he thought that he would live so uselessly.

But Ling Xiao appeared!
There was a touch of softness in his painful eyes, and then he burst into tears.

Being able to make a strong man cry like this shows how sad and unwilling he is!

"what--!"

Painful cries resounded throughout the cage, and Dai Yuling, Lan Yuer, and Leng Hao outside all felt bursts of sorrow.

The two girls couldn't help crying too.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect!

Faced with this situation, even Ling Xiao couldn't help crying.

But he knew he couldn't cry!

I have no right to cry!
From the day he became the Supreme Master of the Divine Sword Sect, this sect has been closely related to his fate.

He wants revenge!

Even if the Sword King Sect cannot be destroyed now, he will make the Sword King Sect pay a heavy price!

"Good brother, you have suffered!"

Ling Xiao gently held Ling Yihang's head in his arms, and then lightly patted his shoulder twice.

"I will avenge your revenge! Whoever moves the Divine Sword Gate, I will destroy him!"

He let go of Ling Yihang, stood up, and a killing intent pierced the cage directly.

Boom!

He flew out like an eagle, stood in the mid-air of the Colosseum, overlooking the entire Colosseum, the blood red in his eyes seemed to be dripping blood.

"Men of the Sword King Sect, come out and die!"

There is nothing to worry about, Ling Xiao just wants revenge at this moment, seeing his good brother become like that, and hearing his disciple of the Divine Sword Sect being slaughtered by the Sword King Sect, his heart is bleeding at the moment.

Maybe he doesn't have the strength to destroy all the people in the Sword King Sect, but he is confident that he can make the Sword King Sect never have peace!
And it all starts today!
Start now!
At this time Ling Wuhen, Ling Yihang and others also followed out from inside.

Seeing this scene, Wu Zonglian seemed to understand something, and his brows were furrowed.

"Hahaha, the dog of the Yuehua Sect has lost his mind and gone crazy. How dare he confront the Sword King Sect head-on?"

There are actually many Sword King clan members present.

In addition to the few sitting in front, there are many staff members sent by the Sword King Sect to be in charge of the operation of the Colosseum.

The strength of these people varies, but their haughty attitude seems to be carved out of the same mold.

It was one of these people who spoke.

"He didn't lose his mind. It seems that he has something to do with those two slaves. No wonder the Yuehua Sect has always been the bottom of the Twelve Sects. It's so good to hang out with these useless trash slaves all day long." Where are you going?"

"Hahahaha!"

The roar of laughter spread throughout the Colosseum.

It even covered up the ongoing fighting over there.

Although the Great Castle Lord of the Demon Castle is stronger than the three half-step Tianzuns with [-]% strength, it is still impossible to solve the battle immediately.

However, Ling Xiao didn't expect him to solve the battle so quickly, as long as he could hold those three people back, that would be enough.

"It would be best if all the disciples of Yuehuazong were thrown into this colosseum as slaves, hahaha."

Outside the gate of the Colosseum, another old man and a young man walked in.

The old ones are strong, and the young ones are not weak.

The old man and the young man rushed over because they heard the wind. They didn't expect to see a good show. The young man's voice was particularly piercing amidst the laughter of the crowd.

"Chen Tian! Brother Ling, it's that guy, that guy killed the disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, beat me and Second Master Ling to serious injuries, and threw him here!"

Seeing the boy, Ling Yihang suddenly yelled.

Ling Xiao's eyes turned to the triumphant young man, who was in the Transcendent Realm and Nine-Layer Divine Ability Realm, it can be said that he was the strongest person under the half-step Heavenly Venerable.

Presumably, there should be a place among the core disciples of Sword King Sect, perhaps second only to that Wu Zonglian.

However, no matter who he is, he must die today!

There was a cold killing intent in Ling Xiao's eyes, as if two sharp swords pierced through Chen Tian's body directly.

"Who told you to do this?"

There was no trace of emotion in his voice, as if he was questioning from hell.

"Idiot! Do I still need others to command me? It's just that I was in a bad mood that day, and I happened to meet them, just to pass the time!"

Chen Tian felt the threat of death in his heart, and there was a terrible chill that forced him to almost kneel down.

However, he was ranked fourth among the top ten core disciples of the Sword King Sect, and he was also one of the contestants of the four factions this time.

He is not as useless as Wu Zui.

The roaring voice was an answer, and at the same time it was emboldening himself.

He was very angry. What made him angry was that he would be frightened by the eyes of a disciple of a low-level sect. This is simply a great shame!
"Very good! I'm not in a good mood right now, so let me vent my anger on you!"

Suddenly, Ling Xiao's figure turned into a streamer, and the lightning shot towards Chen Tian.

The old man beside Chen Tian tried to stop him, but he was one step too late.

Bang!
The streamer hit Chen Tian's body, and Chen Tian's body flew out like a kite with a broken string.

A trace of blood drew a bloody parabola.

"This kick was for Ling Wuhen. He is my benefactor and my guide. You shouldn't hurt him!"

Chen Tian hadn't had time to speak yet.

Bang!
Another kick flew up, and his body that was about to land was kicked up again, and was thrown high into the sky.

Blood spewed out again, and even the fragments of the internal organs were scattered together.

The old man who came with Chen Tian desperately tried to capture Ling Xiao's figure in an attempt to save Chen Tian.

But it's useless, in front of Ling Xiao's Yunlong Shenxing, the old man's agility is like a child's trick, meaningless.

He didn't even have a chance to save Chen Tian, ​​and the speed at which Chen Tian was kicked out was also faster than his body skills.

(End of this chapter)