Eternal Immortal King

Of course Tang Ao didn't know these things. Even if he knew it, Tang Ao was not afraid of it. The Demon Sovereign was a person who kept his promise.

"Why Brother Ma Liangchen still doesn't do it?"

"Looking at the kid and Brother Ma Liangchen having some holidays, Brother Ma Liangchen will soon make him desperate."

On the ring, Ma Liangchen saw Tang Ao actually ignoring him, and couldn't help furious: "Tang Ao, I'm talking to you, are you deaf?"

"Fight as long as you want, yelling what?" Tang Ao said indifferently.

Seeing Tang Ao's appearance that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, everyone in the audience began to sympathize with Tang Ao.

"It seems that Junior Brother Tang Ao is already desperate."

"Well, Senior Brother Ma Liangchen has always held grudges. If Tang Ao is smarter and surrenders early, he can also suffer less."

"The idea is good, so he has no chance to admit defeat."

......

After hearing Tang Ao's words on the ring, Ma Liangchen was furious, "Too arrogant, you new inner sect boy, I will let you know now what despair is!"

And Tang Ao said lightly: "If you want to fight, fight, what are you talking about?"

Not far away, Luo Caiyi sat on a thick branch, with a pair of beautiful eyes watching the match between Tang Ao and Ma Liangchen with great interest. But the three Fang brothers who had been entangled with her were crazy, and the entire Seven Killing Sect looked for Luo Caiyi everywhere.

"The third brother, it's all caused by you. How else could the eldest and second elder brothers be so easily caught in the illusion of the costumes of sister Caiyi?" Fang Xiuwen said angrily.

Fang Xiuling laughed loudly: "As expected of Caiyi's sister, I can get rid of the harassment of my elder brother and second brother so easily."

Fang Xiuwu snorted coldly, "I think you guys are looking for a fluke!"

"Come on, I'm afraid you won't succeed." Fang Xiuling rolled up his sleeves after speaking, looking at Fang Xiuwu's momentum not weak.

And on the sixth ring, Ma Liangchen's momentum has been released to the extreme at this time. On top of Ma Liangchen's head, ten powerful and unusual monsters lined up neatly.

There are ten levels of colorful white tiger life soul, cloud bronze magic lion life soul, storm bear life soul, and Jing Zhaoma life soul. There are also the Twelve Heavens Xuan Tian Eyes Life Soul, Red Mist Like Life Soul...

But the most eye-catching thing is the Fate Soul of Meteor Pegasus from the Sixteenth Heaven.

At this time, the Meteor Tianma Life Soul turned into countless shining stars and slowly attached to Ma Liangchen's arm. With the continuous absorption of these stardust, a terrifying aura in Ma Liangchen's hand instantly swept across the ring.

Some disciples who were close to the ring were instantly swept back three steps by Ma Liangchen's powerful aura. Some disciples with weaker instances even had a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood poured into their mouths. Its strength and momentum are evident.

Even the inner deacon who was in charge of the ruling on the side frowned, for fear that Ma Liangchen would be beaten to death by Tang Ao if he didn't pay attention.

Feeling the powerful aura in Ma Liangchen's hand, Tang Ao also became interested, and the seven souls of life flashed out of the sea of ​​consciousness, and instantly merged into the body, disappearing without a trace.

"Tang Ao seemed to have summoned his fate soul just now, why did his fate soul disappear again?"

"I don't know, do you see what life and soul it is?"

"I remember that Tang Ao only has five fate souls? When did he become seven fate souls?"

"There are no seven fate souls. Didn't you see that his fate soul was pressed back into his body by Senior Brother Ma Liangchen as soon as he was summoned?"

"Tsk tsk, the soul of life was pressed back into the body. This is a great insult to the monks."

"Who can be to blame? To blame, I can only blame him for his eagerness for success, and his awakened fate is so bad."

Because of the long distance, Luo Caiyi didn't understand what happened to Tang Ao. It stands to reason that Tang Ao is a hidden jade body in the stone, and his talent and character will not be bad. How could this kind of life and soul being forced back into the body by someone? Luo Caiyi, who couldn't understand, decided to take a look in person. She didn't believe that the man who promised herself would be so weak.

On the sixth ring, Ma Liangchen looked at Tang Ao with a grim look. "Boy, now you know what despair is? The fate and soul are pressed back into the body, what are you going to fight against me?"

But Tang Ao still uttered the words that almost vomited Ma Liangchen's anger and blood: "Fight as long as you want, what are you talking about?" Tang Ao said indifferently.

"You..." Ma Liangchen's surging spiritual power shook incessantly, obviously being overwhelmed by Tang Ao.

Under the ring, Luo Caiyi, who changed her face, looked at Tang Ao strangely: "I don't know how strong it is yet, and the skill on his lips is not weak."

"Tang Ao is dead, since he dared to anger Brother Ma Liangchen over and over again."

The inner deacon in charge of the ruling on the ring also looked at Tang Ao angrily. If he was not strong enough, he kept a low profile and wanted to challenge Ma Liangchen. After Ma Liangchen killed him, he might not be able to stop it. It's just looking for trouble, no, it should be looking for death by myself and dragging myself into the water.

After the seven life souls were sucked into Tang Ao's body, they turned into seven special streams of light that shuttled through Tang Ao's body. Although Tang Ao didn't have any spiritual power on the surface, there were waves of terrifying spiritual power within Tang Ao.

Spirit power storms of this level are devastating in anyone's body, but it is strange that these spiritual power storms blooming with terrifying power are extremely docile when walking through Tang Ao's limbs. It's like the same warm current.

On the opposite side of the ring, Ma Liangchen looked at Tang Ao and smiled angrily, "Boy, you successfully angered me, then let me see if your skills are as good as your mouth."

"That's not going to work, my skills are much better than my mouth."

Ma Liangchen knew that Tang Ao's teeth were sharp, but he couldn't speak any more nonsense.

"Drink!"

Ma Liangchen roared wildly, and the powerful and heavy Tianma fist hit Tang Ao like a meteor falling to the ground.

"Good job!"

At this time, the seven streams of "Seven Kills and Slaughter Art" in Tang Ao's body also happened to accumulate to their peak state.

"Tang Ao, this is the first time I have performed Tianma Fist with all my strength. If you lose this trick, you are not wronged!"

Although what he said was defeat, Tang Ao saw murderous aura in his eyes. Tang Ao looked really good, and what Ma Liangchen had just thought in his heart was "Dying with this trick, Tang Ao was not wronged in his death."

"God, Tang Ao is dead." A sweet-looking female disciple said under the ring.

The female disciple just finished speaking, and a male disciple beside her covered her eyes: "Junior Sister, the next scene is too bloody, you still don't want to watch it."

Facing Ma Liangchen's shocking power, Tang Ao just shot the palm of the seven-color streamer.

"Needless to say, if you dare to take the Tianma Fist, then Tang Ao's hand is useless."

"It's not just a hand, I think the right half of the body is useless."

In the discussion of everyone, Ma Liangchen and Tang Ao finally got in touch.

One is a powerful blow, with an angry blow that shakes the sky and the earth. One is an understatement of random palm, and the result is self-evident. Some female disciples who could not see the **** scene hurriedly closed their eyes.