Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

In addition to the rest of the advantages.

More importantly, with the help of this imperial palace formation, Jian Wuji's true energy will continue to flow, almost to the point of being endless.

Ling Xiao actually agreed to fight here. Isn't this asking for death?

However, they didn't know that Ling Xiao had already seen the mystery of the formation here. The reason why he didn't propose to go out even though he knew this problem was because he was confident enough to kill Jian Wuji.

At this time, many people present felt a little regretful as to how they let Jian Wuji seize the opportunity.

This Ling Xiao is so stupid, he doesn't know about the right time and place, and thinks that fighting is the same no matter where he is, but he doesn't know that today's banquet is basically aimed at him.

Mo Wushang sighed and said: "It's a pity. If I take action, I can use the formation here to make the magic eye exert greater power and capture Ling Xiao easily."

"Yeah, Ling Xiao didn't understand the situation here at all, so he rashly accepted the invitation and didn't even look at why he was the last one to come, idiot!"

"But why does the Holy Emperor want to deal with Ling Xiao? It seems that Ling Xiao can't pose any threat to the Holy Emperor, right?"

These words were already part of the sound transmission chat, after all, some secrets were involved.

"It is said that because Ling Xiao looks a lot like Yu Xuanyue, and that Yu Xuanyue is Ji Fuling's wife, the Holy Emperor suspects that Ling Xiao is related to Ji Fuling."

"Are you kidding? Ji Fuling gave up the throne to the Holy Emperor back then. Not to mention that Ling Xiao was just a beggar. Even if he was really Ji Fuling's son, the Holy Emperor should love him. Why? What about targeting it?”

"You don't understand what's going on here. It's said that the Holy Emperor also liked Yu Xuanyue, but it's a pity that Yu Xuanyue only admired Ji Fuling. That was a good story at the time."

"How did you know?"

"I also heard what the elders of the sect said. I can only say that Ling Xiao deserves to die. Who made him look so like Yu Xuanyue?"

"complex!"

All discussions were conducted via sound transmission, so Ling Xiao didn't know that he was now facing Jian Wuji, and his expression had returned to calmness.

Jian Wuji also looked at Ling Xiao, with a sarcastic sneer appearing on the corner of his mouth: "Ling Xiao, you are better than me, I know this, but do you know why I still dare to challenge you?"

"have no idea."

Ling Xiao shook his head and said, "I don't want to know either."

"Don't want to know? Haha, I'm afraid you think I won't tell you. Don't worry, I will make you understand this time!"

Jian Wuji smiled and described the relationship between the palace formation and his half-puppet body, and then continued: "If you just think this is the case, you are totally wrong. Before you come to the Holy City, you should listen Did you say Jiuding Luck?"

"What does this have to do with Jiuding?"

Ling Xiao was really confused.

"what relationship?"

Jian Wuji sneered and suddenly burst out with a strong momentum. Then, behind him, not only the sword king martial spirit appeared, but also three huge bronze cauldron shadows.

"To tell you the truth, only twenty geniuses can get the luck of Jiuding in each session. I was one of the six young masters who ranked sixth in the last session, so I got the luck of Three Cauldrons. It's a pity that the Martial Arts Festival There is a rule that you cannot use Jiuding Qi Luck before the Tianjiao battle, otherwise, I won’t lose to you during the day.”

"I see. No wonder the Holy Emperor attaches so much importance to the twenty geniuses. Come to think of it, these twenty geniuses are warriors who have gathered the luck of the Nine Cauldrons. They represent not only their strength, but also their future."

Ling Xiao nodded and said: "I understand, this luck should be able to rob each other, right?"

"That's right, as long as the Jiuding luck person shows his luck, once he loses in the competition, the luck will be transferred to the winner. You will see the battle between the geniuses the day after tomorrow."

Jian Wuji smiled.

"There's no need to wait until the day after tomorrow. I just want to see what this Jiuding Luck represents tonight."

Ling Xiao said lightly.

"That's so arrogant. I've told you so much and you still don't understand?"

Jian Wuji continued: "You have no chance of winning in this fight with me, because luck is on my side, so I only have one request for you: destroy your lower body, do the same as me, and then apologize to me and swear an oath If you absolutely do not covet the Holy Son, I will let you live."

"Let me live? Haha, originally I didn't have the heart to kill a crippled guy like you, but now I realize that I am really a bit too kind."

Ling Xiao's murderous intention has been completely determined.

Jian Wuji must die.

"Hmph, it would be my mercy not to kill you. Since you refuse to submit, then don't blame me!"

After saying that, Jian Wuji swung his long sword in his hand, and suddenly several sword winds shot through the air. The distance between the two of them was only a few feet away. This fierce sword wind instantly hit Ling Xiao's body.

"Let's see if you're still alive!"

Of course, Jian Wuji didn't expect this sword wind to kill Ling Xiao, so he followed up with another stab with his sword, not intending to give Ling Xiao the slightest chance to counterattack.

"Kill me? You are really not qualified!"

Suddenly, a calm voice came out from the fierce sword wind.

Ling Xiao's body suddenly erupted with strong murderous intent, filling the entire palace hall.

boom!

The sword wind collapsed, and Jian Wuji was also knocked back.

Ling Xiao walked out of the sword wind and slowly walked towards Jian Wuji, like an undefeated demon on the battlefield, which made people tremble.

At that moment, Ji Mingkong actually felt dazed for a moment.

The others were also surprised.

Just now, Ling Xiao looked like an ordinary person, without any conspicuousness. However, at this moment, Ling Xiao looked like the sword wind that could destroy everything——

Sharp and terrifying!

Every step Ling Xiao took was like a huge boulder hitting everyone's heart, making everyone present except the Holy Emperor feel shocked.

"Luck only works for the strong. For the weak, luck is just a burden, just like the belongings of ordinary people!"

Ling Xiao talked lightly as he walked.

"What! How can he be so strong!"

Jian Wuji had already overestimated Ling Xiao. He thought that his strength had doubled, and even if he lost to Ling Xiao, it would not be as tragic as it was during the day.

But now, he actually felt like running away.

The other party hasn’t made a move yet!

"Go to hell!"

With a roar, Jian Wuji wanted to use his roar to reduce his fear. The sword in his hand thrust out again, and a sword energy that was thicker than during the day shot through the air, tearing the space apart, as if he could hear the misery of the elements. The cry.

The target is Ling Xiao.

However, Ling Xiao still just walked forward, not even intending to take action.

Black-gold dragon scales were forming on his body, covering his entire body.

Perhaps it has been a long time, and many people have forgotten that Ling Xiao's defense is no worse than that of the Dragon Clan.

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