Chapter 122: Complete Martial Soul


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   Tianfeng City Ling Family.
  
  The blood has gathered into a blood river.
  
   The dazzling sunlight shone on the red blood river, shining a dizzying light.
  
   Five hundred warriors who vowed to defend the Ling family, now there are more than one hundred dead.
  
   Of course, the enemy paid a heavier price than this.
  
   The battle continues, and no one knows when this tragic battle will continue.
  
   Perhaps the people of the Ling family are dead and it will be over.
  
   has no strength, in this world dominated by force, it is almost impossible to guarantee.
  
   Human life is so fragile and so vulnerable.
  
   is like the leaves floating in the wind, easily torn into two segments.
  
   "Hoo--!"
  
   Ling Xiao took a breath.
  
   He did not find his grandfather Hong Qi and Ling Luo.
  
   Maybe they are dead?
  
   Or is it hidden?
  
he does not know.
  
   But I don’t see the body, it is always not desperate.
  
  If you look closely, you can actually find out, but everyone who returns to Shunling Ling's family is gone.
  
   This man, Ling Er, really has a vision and a vision that does not match his strength. If he is the patriarch of the Ling family, he might not think of such a tragedy as Ling Xiaotian.
  
  After Ling Xiaotian rejected Feiyun's persuasion, Erye Ling Wuhen noticed that something was wrong, and he hid all those people who had little fighting power in his yard into the underground dark room at the fastest speed.
  
  At least now, those people are still alive, so they won't die in vain.
  
   Fight!
  
   Fight until the last drop of blood drains!
  
   Ling Xiao does not intend to have any secrets anymore, because he knows that if he does not do his best today, he must be the next one to die.
  
   "Sister Yixue, avoid!"
  
   screaming.
  
   Ling Xiao made an amazing move.
  
   He gave up running and decided to use his body to attract the attack of the four warriors.
  
   He couldn't watch Ling Yixue be killed.
  
   can't watch these four martial artists vacate their hands to deal with other Ling family.
  
   Of course, he did not die.
  
  He dared to do so, and he still had a life-saving assurance.
  
   "Only what can you do?"
  
  Shilong looked at Ling Xiao disdainfully, but the attack suddenly stopped.
  
  Li Yunsheng and two other martial artists also stopped the attack.
  
   These people are not stupid. They know that Ling Xiao is a scheming man. The death of Feimu just surprised everyone.
  
   They don't want to be the second flying wood.
  
   Ling Xiao did not speak, just looked at Shilong and others lightly.
  
   There is no hatred or fear in his eyes, and some are just cold.
  
   seems to have no emotion.
  
   He really wanted to see through the bodies of these people to see if their hearts were black, how could it be so venomous and ruthless.
  
   is a human race, but willing to serve the invaders and kill his own compatriots.
  
   "This kid is evil!"
  
   Even the martial arts master of the Shilong level was seen by Ling Xiao's cold eyes.
  
   Those eyes are not only cold, but also deep, as if they contain a vast world, and they can't see what the owner of the eyes is thinking.
  
   "Why, the head of the Tang family of stone, when faced with the early martial arts of the sixth layer of the martial arts in my district, would it be scared like this?"
  
   Ling Xiao's eyes were full of disdain and contempt.
  
   "Boy, since you are dying yourself, then the city master will fulfill you! The three of you will kill the woman!"
  
   Shilong was furious, and his majestic martial arts sevenfold martial arts master would be looked down upon by a young, stinky junior. This is a shame.
  
   He has just seen Ling Xiao's "terrorist finger", I believe it must be Ling Xiao's most powerful move.
  
   As long as you are careful next, there will definitely be nothing wrong.
  
He snorted coldly, although Ling Xiao said that his talent is very strong and even slippery, but what just happened to Feimu was just an accident. He absolutely didn’t believe that the same thing would happen. Twice.
  
  The powerful Zhenyuan spewed out of the stone dragon, and it was so powerful that it was suffocating.
  
   The martial artist is a martial artist. It really is completely different from the martial arts below the sixth level of the martial arts.
  
  He has no weapons, nor disdains weapons.
  
   photographed with a palm, no less powerful than weapons.
  
   The horrible truth element actually condensed a large handprint that seemed to be real, and then slapped Ling Xiao's head.
  
   There is no fancy in this palm, but only the power of terror.
  
   The so-called one-power down ten meetings.
  
  When the power reaches a certain level, the skills are really difficult to make up for.
  
   "Crush me!"
  
   Lingxiao people did not move.
  
   But behind him, a blooming cherry tree appeared, and the cherry blossoms flew, turning into spots and spots like meteors.
  
   Then, they condensed together and formed a giant sword composed of cherry blossoms, which directly pierced the huge handprint of Shilong.
  
   And this giant sword seems to know where the weakest part of the big fingerprint is, even if it is unbiased, it just hits its weakness with a sword.
  
   "Click!"
  
   An alarmingly crisp sound came out, and the big handprint actually shattered.
  
  Shilong's huge palm was shaken with a tremor, and his fingertips were actually pierced with a layer of skin, and a drop of blood fell on the ground.
  
   "Forbearance? No! This is Martial Soul! And it is the complete Martial Soul!"
  
  Shilong was shocked. He remembered clearly that this cherry tree ninja spirit belongs to Feimu, but how could it become Ling Xiao's martial spirit.
  
   And this is not Li Xinghui's broken Wuhun, this is the complete Wuhun in the true sense.
  
  Not only he was surprised.
  
   Feiyun, who was fighting Ling Xiaotian over there, saw Ling Xiao using the flying wood's ninja spirit, and was distracted. As a result, Ling Xiaotian seized the opportunity and was injured by a palm.
  
   If Li Yunsheng hurried to rescue, I am afraid that Feiyun will be planted here today.
  
   "The thief, how could you have Feimu's ninja spirit, tell me, or kill you!"
  
   Feiyun was injured and vomited blood.
  
   But he was more uncomfortable than the anger in his heart.
  
   "Joke, tell you, you will kill me."
  
   Ling Xiao gave Feiyun a contemptuous look. Since he used Feimu's ninja spirit today, he had no plans to live.
  
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  Since he was promoted to the sixfold realm of Wumai, Shan Wuwu Soul has added a special ability-devouring the Soul of War.
  
   The so-called war soul refers to the true meaning of the soul that can be used to fight, such as martial spirit and ninja spirit.
  
   Ling Xiao originally planned to take Li Xinghui's broken martial spirit, but did not expect to hit by mistake, the first to swallow was actually the flying spirit's ninja spirit.
  
   Of course, when he used it, Ninja Spirit became Wuhun.
  
   Martial spirit who can really fight.
  
   Mountain and river martial arts, all-encompassing.
  
   Ling Xiao seems to be able to understand the meaning of this gradually.
  
   "Shilong, you and Li Yunsheng teamed up to deal with Old Ling, I will deal with Ling Xiao!"
  
   Feiyun could not tolerate Feimu's ninja spirit anyway, but he was killed by Ling Xiao. He wanted to kill Ling Xiao and use Ling Xiao's head to commemorate the dead Feimu.
  
   "Yes, Master Messenger!"
  
  To tell the truth, Shilong now faces Ling Xiao, but also has no heart in mind.
  
This kid is not strong, but there are too many weird methods, and he is simply undefeated. Although he is not afraid of being killed by the other party, if he loses an ugly face and is taken advantage of by the other party, then his face as a city owner will be lost. .
  
   "I don't care how you got Feimu's ninja spirit, but today you must die!"
  
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