Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 703
Among all people, only Chen Mengmeng wanted to persuade the heartbroken.

Chen Meng is very aware of Ling Xiao's horror, especially the powerful and unpredictable soul secret technique, which makes people hard to guard against.

But she couldn't tell.

She said it was to show that she was inferior to Ling Xiao in front of everyone. As a shameless person, she didn't dare to do that.

"A life-and-death duel is a life-and-death duel, am I afraid that you will fail!"

The heartbroken heart was completely driven to a dead end by the pressure of public opinion. Of course, this was also the effect Ling Xiao deliberately created.

Otherwise, someone will definitely cause trouble if you kill Sadness and Heartbreak in ordinary battles.

But it's different now. In a life-and-death duel, a life-and-death contract will be signed before the battle. No matter who dies, they must not make trouble for the other party.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's start."

A sneer slipped across the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth.

He originally came here today only for the inner alchemy of the mirage beast, but if someone insists on courting death, then he doesn't mind disposing of a piece of garbage.

He wasn't afraid that Zhao Yu wouldn't admit it after the end, and if he dared to deny it, he killed this guy, just to open the way for Zhao Zhi.

With the moon girl around, he believed that no one would dare to break his promise, not even the holy emperor, let alone the mere emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty.

In the Colosseum, the silver jade golem had been taken away, and he looked sadly and coldly at Ling Xiao's strange black and gold pupils, without seeing the slightest tension in them.

Not to mention any fear.

Who is this person?
Why is there such a strong self-confidence?
Sad heartbroken really do not understand.

"My heart is heartbroken, the chief core disciple of the Poison King Sect, what do you call the boy?"

Chen Meng and others knew Ling Xiao, but sadly they didn't know each other.

"Ling Xiao, the chief core disciple of Yuehuazong!"

Ling Xiao said lightly.

Ling Xiao is not bad at all in the proper etiquette.

With just this sound, the entire stand almost exploded.

The name Ling Xiao is now known by almost everyone in the Northern Han Kingdom.

He made a big fuss in the Sword King Zong Colosseum, defeated Chen Meng and the Decepticon in the three factions' martial arts competition, and even provoked Jian Wuji.

Then Shengzi and the people from Tianwangmen went to Yuehuazong Xingshi to question their crimes, but they were directly blasted out.

Everything is related to this young man.

"Oh? It turns out that you are Ling Xiao, who was trying to gain fame and fame. You used despicable means to win over Senior Sister Chen Meng. Very good, let me see how much you have today!"

Sad and heartbroken, he has naturally heard of Ling Xiao's name, but he shows more disdain and displeasure.

Ling Xiao actually dared not to give Shengzi face, and dared to defeat Chen Meng, which was something even he dared not do.

Why is this kid?
While speaking, Sad Heart suddenly exuded a cold killing intent, and a strange martial spirit appeared behind him.

It was a doll.

It looks like a baby who has just been born for two or three months.

But it was very strange, his whole body was mercury-colored, his eyes turned white, it was very scary.

"Is this the Mercury Ghost Infant Martial Soul?"

It is rumored that when a great person is buried, there will be a living sacrifice to accompany him. One way is to pour mercury into the baby's body while it is still alive, so that the body will not rot.

This method is extremely vicious and vicious, and it is simply inhumane.

And those who possess the Mercury Ghost Infant Martial Soul will have strong resentment and extremely surly personality.

Obviously, Sad Heartbroken is such a person.

"You have good eyesight, yes, it is the Mercury Ghost Infant Martial Soul!"

With a heartbroken sneer, the terrifying breath released became more ferocious, and all rushed towards Ling Xiao.

It was an extremely cold will, as if it wanted to strangle Ling Xiao to death.

"The will to kill?"

Ling Xiao was slightly taken aback.

Unexpectedly, this sad heartbroken actually grasped the will to kill. It's a pity that this guy was completely controlled by the will to kill and became a prisoner of this will.

In comparison, Ling Xiao has the will to kill, but he is the one who controls it, and he will release it when he wants to use it. When not in use, the power of this will will be imprisoned in the spiritual sea.

Noticing the change in Ling Xiao's expression, he couldn't help but smile with grief.

It seems that his will to kill really surprised Ling Xiao. In this case, Ling Xiao should not be too strong. In the past, he used his will to kill to deal with opponents who were difficult to win.

"Boy, the will to kill has already surprised you so much, so if something even more surprising is displayed, are you going to cry in fright?"

Sadly, he showed a mocking smile and said, "How dare you directly propose a life-and-death confrontation, you really know how to find a place if you want to die."

While speaking, the martial spirit behind Sad Heartbroken shook for a moment, and then a green poisonous mist appeared, and then spread rapidly, until it completely enveloped the entire Colosseum.

"Poisonous miasma?"

Seeing the green mist, Ling Xiao not only didn't panic, but became happy instead.

The next thing he is going to practice is the celestial phenomenon of fog.

Although this poisonous miasma and green mist cannot be regarded as a celestial phenomenon, it still has the same effect. Perhaps this battle was really fought right, and maybe something can be learned from it.

"Hahaha, go to hell, boy, you just struggle to survive in this poisonous miasma, and taste what despair is!"

In the thick green mist, Sad Heartbroken laughed frantically.

"It's just a poisonous miasma, what can I do?"

Ling Xiao sneered disdainfully, and behind him, the phantom of the Plague Demon King appeared.

To deal with poisonous miasma, this martial spirit is still the most suitable to use.

Lifting his foot gently, Ling Xiao slowly walked towards the heartbroken heartbroken.

The Plague Demon King behind him opened his mouth and sucked it in, and the poisonous miasma began to pour into the Plague Demon King's Martial Soul.

"Ok?"

Looking at this scene with grief and surprise, his face suddenly became serious.

He has seen many opponents, but no one has ever been able to break his poisonous miasma like this.

This boy Ling Xiao is simply his nemesis!
But he couldn't just admit defeat like this.

He is a half-step Heavenly Venerate with [-]% strength, and his cultivation base is much stronger than Ling Xiao. He will never lose to Ling Xiao just like this, absolutely not!

The poisonous miasma dissipated, and the ghost baby behind him let out a shrill scream. Two streaks of mercury melted into his palms, and then stabbed through the air.

Ling Xiao just looked sad and heartbroken, walking slowly, seemingly unresponsive, and was concentrating on comprehending the mystery of the fog in his heart.

Bang!
Snapped!
The two mercury spikes were directly thrown out by the Plague Demon King, unable to cause the slightest damage to Ling Xiao.

"Sorrowful, your killing will is very strong, but it's a pity that your use is only superficial, and it's too immature."

Ling Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, and there was already a glimmer of understanding in his mind.

Although he still hasn't cultivated the celestial phenomenon of fog for the time being, he believes that after going back this time, with the help of the psychic liquid and a little understanding, he can definitely succeed.

"I have to thank you for the generous gift you gave me, so in the end, I will also let you die happily, and I will not let you pass away in grief."

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and the Plague Demon King disappeared behind him, replaced by Ye Gushan.

(End of this chapter)