Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 7317 The game between the underworld masters

"That's right!"

Mi Yinming said: "I think he can easily win [-] consecutive victories!"

"I bet he won't get thirteen in a row."

Master Han Bing Ming said coldly: "How about we make a bet?"

"What are you gambling?"

Lord Miyin Ming asked.

"If I lose the bet, I will give your precious daughter a piece of ice for ten thousand years.

Help her practice the laws of the Ice God Realm.

If you lose the bet, can you also give one of your 'Pure Heart Butterfly' to my daughter Han Lei? "

Ice is the master of the road.

"Hehe, it turns out that you are eyeing my Qingxin butterfly, you know that the Qingxin butterfly is the treasure of my Miyin world.

It can play many songs such as the mantra of clearing the heart to help warriors practice. "

Mi Yin Ming mastered the way.

"My Wannian Ice is also a treasure, compared to your Pure Heart Butterfly, it is also infinitely more magical.

No matter practice, alchemy, or weapon refining, it can be used.

Do you dare to compare? "

Ice is the master of the road.

"Hehe, you forced me so much, didn't you think of a way to deal with that kid?"

Mi Yin Ming mastered the way.

"You dare not bet?"

"Why don't you dare!"

Master Mi Yin Ming smiled and said: "Let me remind you, I'm afraid this kid hasn't used all his abilities yet.

If you really want to give me a piece of ten thousand year ice, I don't mind.

Why use such oblique methods. "

"Hmph, just bet!"

The Ice Lord sneered.

E Huo and the others were speechless for a while.

For a warrior from the Seventh God Realm, why are these two underworld masters fighting like children?

No wonder others say that these two have conflicts in the first place.

"The two underworld masters, let me bet, shouldn't you give me some benefits?"

Ling Xiao looked up at the Ice Lord and Miyin Lord.

He didn't know what contradiction these two people had.

But if you want to bet on him, you have to give him benefits.

Otherwise, he would be playing tricks.

"This kid is so bold, he dared to talk to Lord Underworld like that!"

Ling Xiao's audacity really scared everyone present.

What a lunatic.

"Hahahaha, good boy, have ambition."

Master Mi Yinming laughed and said: "If you can win [-] consecutive victories in the Seventh God Realm arena, I will give you a pure heart butterfly.

This is the treasure of my music world. "

"My God, Miyin Mingzhu actually promised to give him something?"

"And it's a pure heart butterfly, that thing, but countless people want it but can't get it."

"Although I don't know what the Pure Heart Butterfly is, it looks like a good thing.

That's fine, I will reluctantly agree to Lord Ming.

Above the Seventh God Realm, I am talking about thirteen consecutive victories, even a thousand consecutive victories are easy.

I didn't say that the warriors of the Seventh God Realm here are too weak! "

Ling Xiao said loudly.

On the one hand, his arrogance and arrogance are to attract Er Rui's attention.

On the other hand, he did think so.

These people can't even beat Shang Zun, let alone be his enemy.

"Whoever can defeat this kid will be rewarded with a piece of ten-thousand-year ice!"

Lord Frost said coldly.

Hearing this, many people were excited.

Some warriors who originally didn't plan to make a move are also eager to try at this time.

After all, it was a piece of ice that lasted ten thousand years.

"I come!"

Another person came to the stage, and of course the ending was still a defeat.

Ling Xiao easily won ten consecutive victories, and there are three remaining battles.

Still no one can cause him too much trouble.

No, not to mention too much trouble, not even a little trouble.

"The Sword of Tragedy is here! The number one swordsman in the Seventh God Realm!"

Someone exclaimed.

Everyone present seemed to see hope.

"Perhaps only someone like Tragic Sword can pose a threat to this kid!"

"It's more than just a threat. Although the Sadness Sword is only a seventh-level realm king, his real strength may have reached the eighth god realm.

Even if that kid is invincible in the Seventh God Realm, he can't be the opponent of the Sword of Tragedy! "

While people were talking excitedly, another battle ended on the field.

This battle is shot by a swordsman.

The speed of the sword technique is not fast, but the strength is extremely overbearing.

However, no matter how overbearing the sword technique is, it is still useless when it comes to Ling Xiao.

Still got blown away with a punch.

down the ring.

"Eleventh consecutive victories!"

"I come!"

Tragedy Sword finally stepped onto the ring, and looked at Ling Xiao indifferently: "Although you have already won eleven consecutive victories.

But it's a pity that when you meet me, your previous winning streak is meaningless! "

"The Sword of Tragedy finally strikes, that kid will surely lose!"

The Sword of Tragedy has never been defeated in the arena of the Seventh God Realm.

His winning streak was not thirteen games, but nine hundred games.

The reason why I didn't join the Black Cavalry Army was to prepare for a thousand games.

In this arena, every time you win thirteen games, you can rest for one day.

Therefore, the Sword of Tragedy has been here for many days.

His strength is also constantly improving.

But in order to be able to stay in the Seventh God Realm arena, he suppressed his cultivation, otherwise he would probably have been promoted by now.

"Is the nonsense over?"

Ling Xiao yawned and said, "Beat you, I have to beat the next opponent.

You guys are a bunch of boastful nonsense, you really think you are strong? "

Hearing this, people all showed shocking eyes.

This person is either a fool or a lunatic, and he dared to say such a thing to Tragedy Sword.

This strong player who has won nine hundred consecutive games on the Seventh God Realm.

Who dares to underestimate him?
Just looking for death!
"I am going to kill you!"

The Sad Sword roared angrily.

He was successfully provoked by Ling Xiao.

No one has ever dared to look down on him so much, to despise him so much.

"kill!"

Suddenly, a beam of sword light flicked out from the Sword of Sadness.

Violent to the extreme.

The aura of the devil way made countless people terrified.

"Demon way? Hehe, I am your ancestor!
Demon King's Art! "

Ling Xiao sneered, and finally cast the incomparably domineering Demon Emperor's Art.

A phantom enveloped his whole body.

The violent demonic energy swept out crazily.

At this moment, the demonic will of the Sadness Sword was trembling.

"impossible!"

He was shocked and scared!

After a long time, he let out a long sigh: "I lost!"

The more people who are familiar with the magic way, the more they understand how tyrannical Ling Xiao's magic way has become.

Sadness Sword could feel that he would never be able to take one move in front of this person.

"Defeated! The Sword of Tragedy actually lost!"

Those warriors who supported the Sword of Tragedy were a little dumbfounded at this moment.

Ling Xiao's strength is beyond imagination.

The Sword of Sadness has not yet started the battle, but has already lost to Ling Xiao.

This is really a tragedy.

"Twelve victories in a row!"

"Who else?"

Ling Xiao looked around, but no one dared to go on stage.

Let him quite disappointed.

"My cultivation base is an eighth-level god general, do you dare to fight me?
If you win, I will give you a piece of ice for ten thousand years! "

Han Lei said suddenly.

Ling Xiao's strength successfully aroused the fighting spirit of this underworld girl.

"can!"

Ling Xiao nodded.

"You promised?"

Han Lei was taken aback for a moment.

She thought Ling Xiao would not agree.

Others also thought that Ling Xiao would not agree.

Is it possible to fight against an eighth-level god general with a seventh-level god king?

(End of this chapter)