Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 9153 Beat Zhao Feilong violently!
"Okay, since everyone agrees, I'll destroy it!"

Ling Xiao smiled, and a flame burst out from his fingertips.

"you dare!"

Zhao Feilong roared.

Ling Xiao sneered disdainfully, and the flame ignited the contract.

All contracts were completely burned.

"Why don't I dare, you are a worthless thing, can you still threaten me?"

"I see you are courting death!"

Zhao Feilong was furious.

It doesn't matter if the contract is broken, as long as the guy in front of him is killed, I believe that none of this group of people will dare to resist him again.

With a violent roar, he turned into a ray of light and stabbed towards Ling Xiao like a spear.

"Brother Ling!"

Both Xu Wanzhu and Xu Wanyue exclaimed.

Ling Xiao sneered in disdain, and directly released the blood of the Qihun Tower, and then stabbed out with the Wandaolong Spear in his hand.

boom!
A loud noise resounded throughout Wangsha Mountain.

Then, I saw a figure fly out directly, the body was completely out of control.

Zhao Feilong!
How can it be!

It was Zhao Feilong who flew out!

Everyone was shocked!

Zhao Feilong's blood power is at the eighth level of the divine rank.

The cultivation level is an entry-level quasi-emperor.

Ling Xiao is only half a step quasi-emperor, how could he repel Zhao Feilong?
"I want you to die!"

Zhao Feilong was angry.

He was actually repulsed.

He let out an earth-shattering roar, and a spear was added in his hand.

Naturally, it is the quasi-emperor spirit soldier.

Moreover, it is a middle-grade Zhundi Lingbing, which is much better than that used by the blue-robed youth just now.

"kill!"

Holding a long spear, Zhao Feilong charged towards Ling Xiao again.

"too horrible!"

Everyone exclaimed.

This blow was much more powerful than the previous ones.

The air is vibrating crazily, and the wind is raging.

As if it could destroy everything.

They exclaimed because they felt that this blow would replace them, and there was absolutely no possibility of survival.

It is estimated that they will be directly pierced by a gun and turn into slag.

"Some strength! It is worthy of the eighth-level bloodline of the gods."

Ling Xiao smiled.

This guy is definitely more terrifying than Lei Suo.

Even if it is not as good as Raymond, but the talent is more terrifying than Raymond.

But even so, he needn't be afraid.

This Zhao Feilong has a good talent, but unfortunately his cultivation is not high, he has just broken through to the quasi-emperor.

Ling Xiao instantly exploded the embryonic form of the field of heaven.

Then, a shot stabbed out.

"God of War Spear Art!"

To deal with this kind of person, there is no need to use the judgment of heaven.

boom!
The two collided on the ground.

An incomparably bright light erupted centered on the two of them.

Everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes.

Who can win?
Who is stronger?
Bang!
At this moment, there was a loud noise.

A figure flew out again.

This time, fly farther.

It hit the mountain wall directly.

The whole Wangsha Mountain trembled.

There was blood rain flying in the air.

"Zhao Feilong!"

"It's Zhao Feilong!"

"Oh my God, Zhao Feilong lost!"

The shock, the incomparable shock, has already shocked many people's eyeballs, and their jaws dropped.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

The young people who followed Zhao Feilong all turned pale with fright.

The blue-robed youth was even more desperate, thinking that he was dreaming.

And it's a nightmare.

How is this possible.

Zhao Feilong would lose to an overseas ants?

That's Zhao Feilong!
The genius of Tianwangzong!

Divine rank eighth bloodline!
There are not many who are stronger than him.

Among the same level, unless it is a martial artist with the ninth-level blood of the gods or a real body, it is possible to be stronger than him.

There are not many such people.

But now, such Zhao Feilong was easily defeated.

Can a martial artist from overseas Divine Continent be so strong!

"Ah, ah, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Zhao Feilong went completely crazy.

He can't bear this kind of failure.

If he was defeated by a local martial artist, he would endure it.

But he was defeated by an overseas bastard like Ling Xiao, he absolutely couldn't bear it.

He exploded with great power.

Killed Ling Xiao with all his strength.

He couldn't bear this kind of failure, and he wanted Ling Xiao to pay the price.

"Going berserk? It's a pity it's useless!"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, with the Wandaolong Spear in his right hand and the Demon Flame Palm in his left, they took turns to kill.

Although Zhao Feilong was furious, he was still suppressed in the end, and retreated steadily, in a state of embarrassment.

Just like this, Ling Xiao just exploded with a kind of blood power.

There is no intention to really kill each other.

Otherwise, in a real fight, Ling Xiao would not give the opponent any chance.

"What a fart, idiot!"

Ling Xiao suddenly accelerated his offensive.

He actually hit Zhao Feilong's face more than a dozen times in a row.

Zhao Feilong's cheeks were swollen from the beating.

Embarrassed.

In the end, he kicked Zhao Feilong to the ground and stepped on it.

Zhao Feilong was lying on the ground, panting heavily, and blood flowed from his body.

Physical pain is severe.

But the psychological pain was much worse.

"Aren't you a cow? Aren't you superior? How does it feel to be stepped on by the ants you look down on?"

Ling Xiao looked at Zhao Feilong at his feet with a smile and said.

Zhao Feilong was so angry that he vomited blood.

His chest was so tight that it was about to explode.

crazy!

It's really going crazy!

He was so teased by the ants in his mouth that he was ashamed in front of his subordinates.

If this matter gets out, he will definitely become the laughing stock of the entire Tianwangzong.

Those competitors would laugh at him and regard this matter as a topic of conversation after dinner.

Damn!

Damn it!

He wished he could tear Ling Xiao into pieces!
It was Ling Xiao who gave him such humiliation!
"Yes, tell me your name!"

Zhao Feilong said viciously.

"There is nothing you dare not say. My name is Ling Xiao. If you want to change your name or surname, you want to take revenge. I'll wait!

But next time, I guess I won't be as lucky as today.

Take your men and go. "

Ling Xiao kicked Zhao Feilong away.

Said coldly.

After all, this is the Heavenly King Sect. If one of his preparatory disciples killed the official disciple, he would really get into trouble.

So for now, bear with it.

After entering the Saint's Secret Realm, no one will be able to do anything at that time.

"Okay! Ling Xiao, right? You wait for me, I hope you don't regret it!"

Zhao Feilong threw down a harsh word, and fled away like hell.

"Brother Ling, I'm really sorry. If it wasn't for us, you wouldn't have offended that Zhao Feilong. You might be in trouble in the future."

Xu Wanzhu said worriedly.

"It's not all for you, but also for me."

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "As for worrying, there is no need to worry, there will definitely be troubles, but it doesn't matter, even if you beat me, you can't get it back.

Worrying doesn't help either. "

"Yes, but you must be careful.

That kind of person is despicable and shameless, and will use any means. "

Xu Wanzhu said again.

"I see!"

Ling Xiao nodded.

At this time, the people around gathered around and thanked Ling Xiao.

(End of this chapter)