Batian Martial Soul

Wind Sword
Ling Xiao now has less than 9 million left, and burned more than [-] million. It would be even more exaggerated if one billion was consumed to condense the true essence of the ancestor dragon.

It was simply horrific.

How about not getting more spirit crystals?

"Presumptuous! Who dares to humiliate my son of the Feng family!"

At this moment, there was a violent roar in the distance.

A figure descended like a gust of wind.

Before the person arrived, the sharp sword energy had already been released.

It seems that the power of the wind has been condensed to the limit, and the burst of sword energy is full of terrifying cutting power.

To pierce Ling Xiao's head.

Ling Xiao frowned, and released the Xuanbing Shield directly.

Because just at that moment, he felt the opponent's powerful strength.

boom!
The sword energy collided with the Xuanbing Shield.

Nine black ice shields were smashed into pieces one after another.

Finally, it hit Ling Xiao's gun barrel.

Ling Xiao retreated tens of meters before stopping.

Although he was not injured, but the power of the opponent's casual blow is so terrifying, it may not be as simple as getting into the quadruple king.

The visitor stood still.

The yushu is facing the wind, but it looks very graceful.

Dressed in white, she is as graceful as a frightened bird.

With a long sword in his hand, he put it away gracefully.

"Wind Sword!"

The people around exclaimed, obviously they knew this young man.

"The wind sword came so fast, it looks like it should be nearby, that Ling Xiao is really troublesome this time.

Fengjian was already the quadruple king three years ago.

Now in the past three years, his strength may be even more terrifying! "

"These days, there are really people who dare to provoke the Feng family and the Lei family, that is, in a small place like the Beishen Temple. The frogs at the bottom of the well have no idea how terrifying the Lei family and the Feng family are.

Will be pretentious, arrogant! "

"Isn't that right, hehe, that's how it is for the soil turtles from small places!"

In the distance, Xue Linglong didn't speak, but looked at Ling Xiao with interest.

She really wanted to know what Ling Xiao was going to do next.

Died after the impulse, or survived from these people.

In her opinion, it is an idiot or ignorance to provoke Lei Family and Feng Family as soon as they come to Longxing City.

So what if he is stronger than Feng Yun?
Even if it is stronger than the wind sword?
These two people are nothing in the Feng family, and even less in comparison with the Lei family.

"elder brother!"

Feng Yun saw Feng Jian and lowered his head.

He felt so ashamed of himself.

He actually knelt down and lost the storage ring.

He has no face to face.

"You still know how to be ashamed, so you didn't live in vain!"

Feng Jian glared at Feng Yun, then looked at Ling Xiao and said: "No matter how useless my brother is, he is also my brother, not everyone is qualified to hurt!
However, your talent really catches my eye.

I can give you a chance to be a dog of our Feng family.

Kneel down now, beg for mercy, and I will take you as my dog! "

Proud!

overbearing!

Supercilious!
As if Ling Xiao was the cow dung on the road, he didn't even bother to take a look.

It seemed that what he said was a reward to Ling Xiao, not a humiliation.

"Brother, why did you give him a chance, damn him!"

Feng Yun is in a hurry.

"Shut up, you don't have a place to talk here!

A waste, he is at least qualified to be my dog, you don't have this qualification at all! "

Feng Jian glanced at Feng Yun and cursed.

"How about you boy, in Longxing City, there are many people who want to be my dog ​​raised by Feng Jian, and there is only one chance, I hope you can grasp it.

My patience is also limited. "

Feng Jian laughed.

"Young man, quickly kneel down and beg for mercy, being the dog of the Feng family is better than being the strongest person in the Northern Temple.

You will be prosperous and rich in the future, and there are countless martial arts secrets.

Such an opportunity is too eye-catching! "

"Yes, young man, kneel! I want to kneel for you!"

"Master Feng Jian, can I kneel down for him, please let me be your dog!"

In the crowd, some people really knelt down.

What is dignity?
For these people, dignity is not worth mentioning. Only with resources and background can they make a fortune.

At this time, Xue Linglong also spoke: "What they said is correct, these days, the most useless thing is self-esteem, which is face!

If you kneel down, what you get in return must be prosperity.

If you don't kneel, you may get death.

How do you choose? "

"Hehe, how do you choose?"

Feng Jian smiled. He believed that if Ling Xiao was not stupid, he would make a choice that made him happy.

"The Feng family are really as idiots as the Lei family, they really deserve to be the vassals of the Lei family!
When a man is alive, he can do something and not do something!

Don't say you can't kill me.

Even if you really have the ability to kill me.

Don't even want me to kneel down and beg for mercy! "

Ling Xiao spoke, but the warriors around him shook their heads and sighed.

"It's a pity, I missed my only chance to survive!"

"More than that, his answer is that he not only missed the chance to survive, but also missed the chance to make a fortune. His life is over!"

Ling Xiao scoffed at these voices.

He looked at Feng Jian and said: "Even the old dog Lei Huo never made me bow my head, you, a quadruple peak king, are you trying to make me bow my head?

You think too highly of yourself.

Talking so much nonsense is just to show the arrogance and wealth of your Feng family.

Aren't you going to kill me?Let's do it, I want to experience the ability of the genius of the Feng family.

I just hope you don't become a piece of shit like that guy before.

Feng Yun is only the entry-level king of the fourth level, but Feng Jian is the peak king of the fourth level.

It can be said that half a foot has stepped into the five-fold king.

The strength is naturally not the same.

Ling Xiao also knew that there would be a lot of pressure.

But he likes the pressure.

Now that his cultivation level has reached the perfection of a second-level king, maybe he can break through to the third level by fighting this wind sword.

Feng Jian's complexion changed from a smug smile to a gloomy coldness: "Toasting is not a penalty, you have already exhausted all your strength if you blocked me with a casual move.

A mere low-ranking king dares to make a fuss in front of a middle-ranking king, it's really beyond his control! "

After saying that, the momentum of the wind sword bloomed wildly.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's god-level identification technique got more information.

This wind sword, the pinnacle of the quadruple king, also possesses the will of the wind, but it has already reached a small achievement!
Low-level kings, most of the power of will are not complete.

The best is just a first-level entry.

Middle-level kings can basically complete the power of will and reach the entry level, but not many can achieve small success.

"kill!"

The wind sword raised its hand, and a giant sword completely condensed with wind elements was formed.

Then covered Ling Xiao and shot out.

This is pure force of will attack.

From Fengjian's point of view, low-level kings must be weak in willpower, and this kind of attack can definitely suppress the opponent.

The giant sword of the violent wind brought a violent howling sound, which was extremely powerful.

However, there was no tension in Ling Xiao's eyes.

Fighting against him for willpower?
Pure idiocy!

(End of this chapter)