Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 8008: Crushing the genius of the Dragon Cult

Zhang Qiang's feeling was much slower than Zhang Feiling's, and he didn't see Ling Xiao's true identity.

Zhang Feiling smiled and said, "No, he alone is enough."

"You know him?"

Zhang Qiang was stunned.

"How could you not know him?"

Zhang Feiling said excitedly: "He is my best friend and mentor in this world."

Speaking of this, no matter how dull Zhang Qiang is, it is impossible not to notice it.

He was about to yell, but Zhang Feiling covered his mouth: "Do you want to kill him? He hides his identity, so he has a reason to hide his identity."

Zhang Qiang hastily closed his mouth.

But the joy on his face could no longer be concealed.

In the void, Tianchen Jianyu looked at Yang Jian indifferently and said, "This disciple of Zulong Academy is too arrogant, how can the genius of Shenlong Sect be so easy to get along with!"

"Not necessarily."

Feng Lao smiled lightly and said: "As far as I know, the disciples of the Shenlong Sect have suffered many losses in the hands of this little guy. This time, I'm afraid it will be no exception."

"Could it be that Mr. Feng thinks he can win? Even Dongfang Tianyu, the leader of the Seven Young Masters, didn't have the ability when he was a martial arts master, right?

These geniuses of the Dragon Sect, plus the scythe, there are eleven in total. Except for the scythe who is a nine-level martial arts master, the rest are all half-step overlords. "

Tianchen Jianyu was puzzled why Feng Lao was so optimistic about a stranger.

"I believe in Long Qian's vision, Long Qian is so optimistic about this kid, and he will not hesitate to tear his face with the Dragon Sect because of him, he is not bad.

Besides, don't you know, this kid broke the record of the Seventh Young Master in the Dragon God Arena. "

Old Feng smiled lightly.

"Hmph, I haven't called yet. Feng Lao's words are too full."

Tianchen Jianyu snorted coldly, always finding it impossible.

Otherwise, wouldn't his Tianchenzong genius be too useless?
He can't take it.

"Hehe, you dare to say that because you have Huo Nantian protecting you?"

"That's right, the fox pretends to be the tiger!"

The disciple of Shenlong Cult sarcastically said.

"Don't worry, as long as the masters of the Dragon Sect who secretly protect you don't make a move, Teacher Huo won't make a move."

Ling Xiao said lightly: "The king of rulers is above, I, Ling Xiao, say nothing."

"Insanity!"

"You really want to die!"

"God sickle, come back, let's deal with him together. Since he is so crazy, let's fulfill him so that he can know what despair is."

The people of Shenlongjiao were obviously annoyed.

Ling Xiao's move simply didn't take them seriously, how could they bear it.

"Yes!"

The crowd responded.

Ten people jumped out from the crowd, all of them were half-step kings.

Surrounded Ling Xiao with the sickle.

A total of 11 people, all released the blood of the martial soul.

The bloodlines with the lowest level are all at the seventh level of ordinary products, and there is not a single weak person.

In terms of combat power alone, these ten people are more terrifying than God Scythe.

If the martial arts master felt that terrible breath, he would be terrified.

The geniuses of Tianchenzong Xuelongtang were very uncomfortable. Before, they thought that Shensi was bragging.

But looking at it now, Shensi really wasn't bragging at all.

Now, except for the one on the silver list who is not present, the rest of the people are here.

And ten people, all of them are stronger than Shensi.

Maybe they won't be as good as God's Scythe in the future, but at least for now, they are really more terrifying than God's Scythe.

God sickle is really not bragging.

The Dragon Cult is truly terrifyingly powerful.

"One divine scythe made the martial arts masters of the three sects cry, and now there are ten more who are stronger than the divine scythe, how can we fight?"

"Yang Rentu is really going to be slaughtered today. It's a pity. If he can continue to hide, he may achieve even higher achievements in the future, even surpassing the seventh son."

"It's because he himself is too impulsive and can't blame others."

The crowd mourned.

Others were worried about Ling Xiao.

However, Ling Xiao stood there by himself with a calm expression on his face, as if he was not facing eleven top martial arts masters of the Dragon Sect.

Instead, they were facing eleven ordinary people.

"kill!"

The eleven geniuses of Shenlongjiao let out a loud shout and shot at the same time.

Different attacks were launched from different directions, but they were all extremely tyrannical. Obviously, Ling Xiao had to be dealt with with one move.

Except for Shensi, the other ten people have the terrifying strength close to the martial arts overlord.

Any genius of the same level will be completely crushed.

It made Zhang Qiang a little nervous. He might be able to draw with Shensi, and even use his spiritual blood to win.

But facing the attacks of these eleven people, he had no chance of winning.

Zhang Feiling also frowned.

He is stronger than Zhang Qiang, but at most he can only face one of the half-step overlords.

Can Ling Xiao really win?
"Triple Rashomon!"

Ling Xiao stood there, and three Rashomons appeared around him, completely covering him.

A single Rashomon absorbs all incoming attacks;
A single Rashomon bounced back all incoming attacks;
The third Rashomon actually released countless phantoms of ghosts and gods, and rushed towards the members of the Dragon Sect.

Just under this triple Rashomon, the attacks of the eleven masters of the Dragon Cult were completely neutralized.

Four of them who were weaker were seriously injured on the spot.

Among them, the God Scythe is included.

"It feels so good, it seems that we can break through."

Ling Xiao smiled, and the breakthrough door was all opened at that moment.

A burst of energy shot straight into the sky.

"Eightfold Martial Dao Grandmaster! He has just broken through to the Eighth Layer Martial Dao Grandmaster!"

"I always feel that this guy is deliberately provoking people from the Dragon Sect, in order to help him break through his cultivation."

"It's not a feeling, it should be true."

Everyone sighed, admiring Ling Xiao's boldness, as well as Ling Xiao's strength.

"Continue! He has lost his defensive skills, kill him!"

The remaining seven members of Shenlong Cult roared and attacked again.

"I have broken through, do you think I still need defense?"

Ling Xiao smiled contemptuously.

The phantom of the golden carp appeared behind him.

The blood of the ancestral dragon blooms.

Still at the first level of Fanpin.

But it is comparable to the power of a third-level spiritual bloodline.

"Potential of Ice!"

At the same time, Ling Xiao released his momentum.

The potential of ice has been achieved!

"Xuan Bing Palm!"

The earth-level low-grade martial art directly blasted to the ground with a palm.

The tyrannical cold air spread frantically towards the surroundings at the next moment.

"No, run away!"

Feeling the terrible cold air that could not be resisted at all, the remaining seven members of the Shenlong Cult panicked. It was the wisest choice to choose to escape at this time.

It's a pity, can they escape?

"Don't stop!"

The master who has been hiding in the dark to protect these geniuses of the Dragon Cult finally appeared.

But Ling Xiao ignored it.

With Huo Nantian around, he could focus on attacking.

The Xuanbing palm hit the ground, splitting it into seven parts, releasing a shocking cold air, blasting towards the seven people.

Those seven people turned into ice sculptures in panic.

Everyone also showed a horrified expression.

Countless people watched this scene in horror.

It's unbelievable, it's true.

Everyone's breathing became rapid and their hearts were beating wildly.

(End of this chapter)