Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 9598 The No. [-] Arrogant of the Desolate Clan!

To deal with the big man in front of him, there is no need to exert all his strength.

Although the other party is a top-grade heaven-level real body, he is not the capital of an emperor.

It's not worth his full shot yet.

"Are more weapons useful?

Your human race really has enough tricks.

Unfortunately, it's useless. "

There are two development modes for the Desolate Race.

One is strength, and the other is soul power.

Not that many bells and whistles.

But they are equally strong.

"kill!"

Wo Kuoxiong let out a roar, bent his feet slightly, and then jumped up suddenly, making a terrifying sonic boom.

Then, the huge saber in his hand chopped down.

A terrifying atmosphere filled the entire space.

At that moment, the audience cheered.

They all thought that Wo Kuoxiong could end Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao looked at the huge saber.

You can also feel its terrifying power.

It was as if the entire arena was about to be divided into two.

The knife hadn't fallen yet, but it brought terrifying pressure.

Ling Xiao sneered.

There is an extra long gun in his hand.

It is the gun of the saint.

The power of a hundred kinds of divine weapons is integrated into it.

The spear of the saint exudes a terrifying light.

Then a shot swept across.

boom!
The terrifying saber energy was swept away immediately.

The barrel of the Saint's Spear hit the saber.

boom!
Another bang.

Horror aura filled all directions.

Even the enchantment shook.

The next moment, people saw Wo Kuoxiong flying out.

Although it finally stood firm.

But they were still shocked.

Ling Xiao actually suppressed Wo Kuoxiong.

This is simply an unimaginable thing.

"Hehe, a top-rank heaven-level avatar, a terrifying law of power.

The Desolate people are really talented. "

Ling Xiao didn't pursue him.

He had already killed many geniuses of the Desolate race.

Not surprised.

The Desolate race is a race, just like the human race.

There are so many geniuses, and understandable.

During this period, this is already the fourth high-rank heaven-level real body encountered.

The other three have all turned into dead souls.

Devoured by Ling Xiao.

These are all existences second only to the capital of the emperor.

It's no wonder that the Huangzu hated Ling Xiao endlessly.

Killing them so many geniuses, can you not hate them?
There was fear in Wo Kuoxiong's eyes.

He is one of the top talents of the Desolate race.

Among his peers, the only one who can defeat him is an emperor.

Now, his cultivation base is two levels higher than the opponent's.

It can even be said that it has reached a higher level.

After all, he is the Emperor of Heaven.

The opponent is Lingdi.

But now, he was suppressed.

This is simply unacceptable.

Even more frightening.

"Are you afraid?"

Ling Xiao sneered.

"Hmph, I'm afraid you're the one to blame!"

Wo Kuoxiong roared angrily, trying to hide his fear with his roar.

in rage.

Wo Kuoxiong sent out continuous attacks.

The huge saber in his hand slashed towards Ling Xiao one by one.

It seemed that he was not dealing with a person, but a giant dragon.

Every time this knife is cut, it is shocking.

when!
when!
boom!
boom!
On the arena, the two collided more than a dozen times in a row.

Wo Kuoxiong was directly blasted out.

He vomited blood.

It hit the barrier heavily.

Then fell down again.

"die!"

When Ling Xiao saw Wo Kuoxiong, it was like a wolf seeing fat.

Eyes are full of excitement.

Devouring this guy should improve a lot.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a giant hand stretched out.

directly captured Wo Kuoxiong.

Ling Xiao frowned and looked at the man.

It is the host.

The strength of this person is probably half-holy.

Ling Xiao couldn't help it either.

"This time, you won."

The host said coldly.

"Hehe, the Death Arena was originally only for prisoners. It's ridiculous."

Ling Xiao was upset, but there was nothing he could do.

Just revenge later.

"Okay, next one!"

Ling Xiao proudly looked at the desolate people in the stands.

At this moment, they could no longer shout.

The way they looked at Ling Xiao changed.

There is also a trace of awe in the fear.

The Desolate race feared the strong.

This point is implanted in the bone.

They had to admire Ling Xiao's strength.

"Even Wo Kuoxiong was defeated.

Oh my god, this person can't really succeed in challenging two levels? "

"Yes, Wo Kuoxiong is at the entry-level Heavenly Emperor stage, but there are not many people who are his opponents."

"This combat power is too fierce. It seems that we are arrogant. There are such terrifying guys in the outside world."

From anger and abuse to wonder.

Obviously, the Huangzu's view of Ling Xiao has also changed.

Even if Ling Xiao killed many of them.

But this is a death battle field, and the dead are too normal.

"Who else is coming?"

Ling Xiao stood there and said loudly.

"I come!"

A cold voice sounded.

appeared on the ring.

He is an entry-level Heavenly Emperor in a black robe.

This person is obviously good at soul art.

Soul power is very powerful.

The cultivation base is only the entry-level Heavenly Emperor, but the level of soul power has reached the perfection-level Heavenly Emperor.

"It's Iron Wood Soul!"

Everyone exclaimed again.

Obviously this is another top talent.

"Tiemu Soul is stronger than Wo Kuoxiong.

His scariest thing is soul art.

Once cast, Wo Kuoxiong can't get close at all. "

Everyone was excited again.

I think this battle should be settled.

"Although that Ling Xiao is powerful in combat, we admit it, but facing the soul master Tiemuhun, he may be in trouble."

Everyone in the Desolate Race discussed.

"Yes, this should be the end."

Everyone nodded.

However, the moment the battle started, they didn't expect it at all.

Tiemu Hun was killed instantly.

Ling Xiao didn't give this person any chance.

Soul power?

He can be stronger.

So this kind of person basically has no close combat ability.

He is totally crushed.

The moment when Tiemuhun fell to the ground and was swallowed by Ling Xiao's energy essence.

That alluring woman was almost going crazy.

She stood up abruptly, her fists clenched.

Extremely angry.

Because Tiemu Hun belongs to her.

Her carefully cultivated genius.

A genius who has the capital of an emperor and the real body of the top-grade blood.

However, he was killed just like that.

This!
This is simply unacceptable!
But this is a deathmatch field, a deathmatch field, that is a deathmatch.

Rescuing Wo Kuoxiong before had already violated the rules.

This time, it was too late to even save people.

"Well, the taste is really delicious, but it's a pity that the cultivation base is still a little low."

Ling Xiao sighed.

"Who else?"

In the stands, there was no movement.

Those who were sent out next were not as good as Wo Kuoxiong and Tiemu Hun.

They are all desolate beasts and prisoners sent to death.

up to 1.

"I'm here to fight you."

A figure jumped down from the stands.

The figure of this person is not particularly tall.

It's only about two meters, which is relatively short among the barren race.

But when everyone saw him, they were extremely respectful.

Because this person is the No. [-] pride of the royal family.

Recognized as the most talented person.

The capital of the emperor, the real body of the top-rank heaven.

The most frightening thing is that he was born with supernatural power.

Heaven is in accordance with his law of strength.

(End of this chapter)