Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 804
In addition to the rest of the advantages.

What's more, with the help of the imperial palace circle, Jian Wuji's true energy will continue to flow, almost endless.

Ling Xiao actually agreed to fight here, isn't this courting death?
However, how did they know that Ling Xiao had already seen the mystery of the formation here, and the reason why he knew about this problem and didn't propose it was because he was confident enough to kill Jian Wuji.

At this time, many people present regretted it a bit, how could Jian Wuji seize the opportunity.

This Ling Xiao is so stupid that he doesn't know the right time and place at all, thinking that it is the same wherever he fights, but he doesn't know that today's banquet is aimed at him at all.

Mo Wushang sighed and said: "It's a pity, if I make a move, I can use the formation here to let the magic eye exert greater power, and take down Ling Xiao with ease."

"Yeah, Ling Xiao didn't understand the situation here at all, so he was invited to come here rashly, and he didn't even look at it. Why was he the last one to come, idiot!"

"But why did the Holy Emperor deal with Ling Xiao? It seems that Ling Xiao can't pose any threat to the Holy Emperor, right?"

These words already belonged to the Transsion chat, after all, some secrets were involved.

"It is said that because Ling Xiao looks a lot like Yu Xuanyue, and that Yu Xuanyue is Ji Fuling's wife, the Holy Emperor suspects that Ling Xiao has something to do with Ji Fuling."

"Are you kidding? Ji Fuling gave up the throne to the Holy Emperor back then. Let alone Ling Xiao was born as a little beggar. Even if he is really Ji Fuling's son, the Holy Emperor should love him. Why? For what?"

"You don't understand what's going on here. It is said that the Holy Emperor also liked Yu Xuanyue, but it's a pity that Yu Xuanyue only admired Ji Fling. It was a good story at that time."

"How did you know?"

"I also heard from the elders of the sect. I can only say that Ling Xiao deserves it. Who made him look like Yu Xuanyue."

"complex!"

All the discussions were conducted through sound transmission, so Ling Xiao didn't know that he was now facing Jian Wuji, and his expression had returned to indifference.

Jian Wuji also looked at Ling Xiao, with a mocking sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Ling Xiao, you are better than me, I know that, but do you know why I dare to challenge you?"

"do not know."

Ling Xiao shook his head and said, "I don't want to know either."

"Don't want to know? Hehe, I'm afraid I don't know how to tell you. Don't worry, I'll let you be a fool this time!"

Jian Wuji smiled and described the relationship between the palace formation and his half-puppet body, and then continued: "If you only think so, then you are wrong, before you come to the holy city, you should listen Did you mention the Nine Cauldrons luck?"

"What does this have to do with Jiuding?"

Ling Xiao was really confused.

"what relationship?"

Jian Wuji sneered, and suddenly a strong aura erupted, and then, behind him, not only the Sword King Martial Soul appeared, but also three huge copper tripod phantoms.

"To tell you the truth, the luck of the nine cauldrons can only be obtained by [-] arrogances each time. I was one of the six sons who ranked sixth in the last session, so I got the luck of the three tripods. It's a pity that the martial arts festival There are regulations, you can't use Jiuding Luck before the Tianjiao battle, otherwise, you won't lose to you during the day."

"So that's the case. No wonder the Sage Emperor attaches so much importance to the 20 Tianjiao. I think these 20 Tianjiao are martial artists who have condensed the luck of nine tripods. They represent not only strength, but also the future."

Ling Xiao nodded and said: "I understand, this luck should be able to plunder each other, right?"

"That's right, as long as you show the lucky winner of the Nine Tripods, once you lose in the competition, the luck will be transferred to the winner. You will see it in the Tianjiao battle the day after tomorrow."

Jian Wuji smiled.

"There's no need to wait until the day after tomorrow. Tonight, I want to see what the Nine Cauldrons of Luck represent."

Ling Xiao said lightly.

"It's just arrogant. I've told you so much, but you still don't understand?"

Jian Wuji continued: "You have no chance of winning this battle with me, because luck is on my side, so I only have one request for you, to destroy your lower body, just like me, then apologize to me, and swear Absolutely do not covet the Holy Son, I will let you live."

"Let me live? Hehe, I didn't have the heart to kill you, a crippled guy, but now I realize that I'm a little too kind."

Ling Xiao's murderous intent was completely determined.

Jian Wuji must die.

"Hmph, it's my kindness not to kill you. Since you refuse to give in, don't blame me!"

After all, with a wave of the long sword in Jian Wuji's hand, several sword winds pierced through the air, and the distance between the two of them was only a few feet away. This fierce sword wind blasted Ling Xiao's body in an instant.

"Look at you're not dead yet!"

Of course, Jian Wuji didn't expect this sword wind to kill Ling Xiao, so he stabbed with his sword again, and didn't intend to give Ling Xiao the slightest chance to fight back.

"Kill me? You are really not qualified!"

Suddenly, amidst the fierce sword wind, a calm voice came out.

A strong murderous aura suddenly erupted from Ling Xiao's body, directly filling the entire palace hall.

boom!
The sword wind collapsed, and Jian Wuji was also shaken back.

Ling Xiao walked out of the sword wind and slowly walked towards Jian Wuji, like an undefeated demon god on the battlefield, which made people tremble.

At that moment, Ji Mingkong was in a trance for a moment.

The rest of the people were also amazed.

The Ling Xiao just now looked like an ordinary person, without the slightest conspicuous place, but at this moment, Ling Xiao was like the sword wind that could destroy everything——

Sharp and scary!
Every time Ling Xiao took a step, it was as if a huge boulder hit the hearts of everyone, making everyone present except the Holy Emperor tremble.

"Luck is only effective for the strong. For the weak, luck is just a burden, just like the property of ordinary people!"

Ling Xiao was talking lightly as he walked.

"What! How could he be so strong!"

Jian Wuji has already overestimated Ling Xiao. He thinks that he has doubled his strength, even if he loses to Ling Xiao, it will not be as tragic as during the day.

But now, he actually has a feeling that he wants to run away.

The opponent hasn't made a move yet!

"Go to hell!"

With a roar, Jian Wuji wanted to use a roar to alleviate his fear, the sword in his hand stabbed out again, and a sword energy thicker than in the daytime pierced through the air, tearing apart the space, as if he could hear the elements' miserable cry.

The target is Ling Xiao.

However, Ling Xiao was still just walking forward, not even intending to make a move.

On his body, there are black and golden dragon scales forming, covering his whole body.

Maybe it's been a long time, and many people have forgotten that Ling Xiao's defense is no worse than that of the Dragon Clan.

(End of this chapter)