Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul Chapter 1753: Guzheng Wuhun: Playing the Killing Music

The fragmentation of "Ling Xiao"'s body shocked everyone and was stunned.

"Haha, hahahaha, idiot, I said it a long time ago. Once you have encountered it, you will never have a way to survive."

Fan Ruolin couldn't help laughing when he saw Ling Xiao being killed. He seemed to be in a good mood.

"Interestingly, your Fan family's martial arts spirit is actually a musical instrument. This is a rare martial arts spirit."

Ling Xiao once saw a musical instrument martial arts soul, and that was in the time of Yue Huazong.

However, the musical instrument martial spirit I saw at that time, because the martial artist himself was too weak to exert too much power at all.

Not like now.

Fan Ruolin's martial soul can release a terrifying sound wave that can destroy the enemy with a slight movement, making it impossible to guard against.

Hearing Ling Xiao's voice, Fan Ruolin's entire face became extremely funny.

As if he had seen a ghost, he suddenly looked back at Ling Xiao, who was standing there intact.

"You! Are you a man or a ghost?"

"Nonsense, of course I am a human being. For a long time, I have been wondering how the martial arts of a big family like your Fan family could not be known to outsiders. Now it seems that if it is such a martial arts, it would really be It's easy to hide.

It's a pity, I can't hide it from my eyes. "

Only Ling Xiao’s Tai Chi Eyes can see the essence through appearance and discover what Fan Ruolin’s real killer move is.

"Well, since you can see it, then I don't need to hide it."

While Fan Ruolin spoke, a ghost of Guzheng appeared behind him.

The Guzheng has an antique appearance and looks quite beautiful. It is covered with special patterns, as if there is a soul inhabiting it.

It's really amazing.

"Qin Mo's strike!"

At the moment when the martial soul was revealed, terrifying music sounded at the same time.

This time, Fan Ruolin rose into the air, and as the music released, the entire arena burst apart.

Although it was not completely blown up due to the special material of the ring, it was already pitted and ill-formed.

"Change the ring!"

The host yelled, and a brand new ring was replaced.

"These two people are terrible, no matter who it is, we are not rivals."

"Yes, it's a battle of both wisdom and strength. Both of them are too weird."

"Let's go up there, maybe we won't survive a round, right?"

"A rendezvous? I don't think it can last for half a round."

"Young people nowadays, it's really terrible. It is estimated that there will be more jaw-dropping battles in this session of the White Tiger Meeting, and I feel excited thinking about it."

"Yes, this is only Young Master Fan, I really don't know how strong Hai Sijie was that day?"

Everyone was excited. From the very beginning, they were completely hostile to Ling Xiao, but now they have a sense of admiration for Ling Xiao.

After all, the Profound Realm is a place where strength is spoken, and whoever is stronger has the right to speak.

Ling Xiao's ability is really impressive.

Naturally, they won't be completely overly insulting.

In this era, they can see the duel between geniuses, but they have lived a life in vain.

The big waves are scouring the sand and the natural selection is competing. How many so-called geniuses can really survive and perform miracles, it is really uncertain.

The ring was replaced, and it was a better ring. It was dissatisfied with the pattern of the magic circle, which was obviously in response to the powerful attacks of these two men.

Ling Xiao has gradually seen through Fan Ruolin's path, and black air began to emerge from the long sword in his hand.

At this time, he no longer intends to waste time.

Fan Ruolin also clearly felt Ling Xiao's fighting spirit and murderous aura that filled his body.

He also wants to fight his most beautiful battle!

In this battle, if Ling Xiao can be eliminated, he will rise to the next level, even if it is Jun Mochou, he may also be defeated.

However, if he loses, Fan Ruolin is afraid that he will not only become a laughingstock, but he himself will be decadent for a long time.

Maybe this will affect the matchup at the White Tiger Meeting.

"Ling Xiao, come on, use your strongest moves. In this battle, I want to convince you of your defeat!"

Fan Ruolin shouted loudly.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but smile secretly.

With Fan Ruolin's strength, he is really not qualified to use all his strength.

Don't say it's Fan Ruolin, even Jun Moshou is not worthy of his full strength.

The sword in Ling Xiao's hand is condensing terrifying black energy.

Behind him is the darkness of night.

A dark magic sword hung above his head.

After that, he actually threw away the long sword in his hand, grabbed the dark magic sword directly, and looked at Fan Ruolin.

Using the Dark Demon Sword against Fan Ruolin is really overkill.

However, it is necessary to hone combat skills in such a battle, so Ling Xiao still wants to use it.

What's more, the Dark Demon Sword has different powers to deal with Fan Ruolin in front of him.

The first move of "The Demon's Devil's Destruction of the World" can solve the problem.

As soon as the Dark Sword came out, the entire arena suddenly became eerie and terrifying, as if some monster was coming.

Huh?

Ling Xiao froze for a moment, because he obviously felt that something in the **** tower was calling him.

The energy is very similar to the Primordial Demon, but there are some differences~IndoMTL.com~ but it is definitely pure dark energy, the profound meaning of shadows.

"Forget it, don't think about it so much. After solving the battle in front of you, let's consider other things."

Ling Xiao shook his head and looked at Fan Ruolin again.

At this time, Fan Ruolin was suspended in the air, and there was an extra Guzheng in his hand.

If you look closely, you will find that the Guzheng is not a physical entity, but is transformed by his martial soul.

"The Killing Movement·Play!"

As Fan Ruolin's voice sounded, a kind of murderous music was released on the guzheng, gradually covering the entire arena.

Vaguely, I can actually feel as if there are thousands of troops fighting, which is frightening.

"Dark Demon Sword·Destroy the Body!"

The dark magic sword in Ling Xiao's hand has also been pierced out.

The terrifying black sword aura gushes out from the dark magic sword like a fountain, and it spreads rapidly around his body centered on his body.

In the entire sixty-ninth floor, almost all of them are the black sword aura.

Chichichichichichichichichichi...

Fan Ruolin flickered, constantly avoiding Ling Xiao's attacks, and at the same time stimulating the movement.

At this time, he is already in a panic, his clothes are already in tatters, and he has been stained red with blood, looking very miserable.

However, there was a winner's smile on his face.

"Burst! The movement of killing!"

At that instant, all the musical notes on the entire ring burst at the same time, and the ring instantly turned into a terrifying battlefield.

People can even see thousands of troops slaying towards Ling Xiao, tearing Ling Xiao to pieces.

"It's useless! Your strength is too weak!"

Ling Xiao still just stood there, and the dark magic sword in his hand suddenly swung. The sword energy that was originally released all condensed together in an instant, forming a huge black sword.