Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul Chapter 277: Can’t defend?

? Even the flow of the wind follows Ling Xiao's Floating Snow Sword, as if adding a pair of wind wings to his Floating Snow Sword.

　　

　　 If you look carefully, Ling Xiao's right hand holding the sword changes again, still in a demonized state, but it is not a dragon claw, but more like the palm of a great ape.

　　

　　 the evil beast demon king is the king of all evil beasts.

　　

　　 The demonization of "Nine Demon Art·Evil Beast Demon King" can naturally demonize part or all of the body into various evil beasts.

　　

　　Either the Primordial Devil Dragon or the Primordial Great Ape are just one of them.

　　

　　 Of course, with Ling Xiao's current cultivation base, he can't fully exert the power of demonization, but it can greatly increase the attack and speed, it is enough.

　　

　　 "This kid's moves can actually become stronger! Has he actually kept his hands? Real hell!"

　　

　　 Yang Cheng was surprised and angry.

　　

　　 What he didn't expect was that not only did he fail to defeat Ling Xiao easily, but he was held back by Ling Xiao everywhere and completely suppressed.

　　

　　 How can this be accepted!

　　

　　Wind sword Wuhun!

　　

　　 Boom!

　　

　　 After a terrifying explosion, behind Yang Cheng, a weird sword entwined with the wind.

　　

　　 That is Fengjian Wuhun, a type of Jianwuhun.

　　

　　 Originally, what Yang Cheng thought was that he would defeat Ling Xiao without using his martial spirit. In that case, the blow to Ling Xiao would be even greater, and the winning would be even more shocking.

　　

　　 But in the face of Ling Xiao's terrifying blow, he had to use his martial spirit.

　　

　　The spirit of the wind sword suddenly appeared.

　　

　　 Yang Cheng flicked the long sword in his hand, and the fierce tornado pierced through the air, obviously more powerful than before.

　　

　　 The wind was raging, and it seemed to blow away the snow.

　　

　　 "Hmph, do you really think you can turn the situation around with Wuhun? There is no door!"

　　

　　 Sakura Tree Martial Soul!

　　

Behind 　　 Ling Xiao, a giant tree suddenly appeared. The huge branches and trunks blocked the storm.

　　

　　 Black Cloud Martial Soul and Sakura Tree Martial Soul accompany each other, and the two complete Martial Souls exert their power at the same time.

　　

　　 In an instant, Yang Cheng's Wind Sword Martial Spirit was suppressed.

　　

　　 The sword light keeps flickering!

　　

　　 Yang Cheng keeps backing away!

　　

　　 pedal! Pedal! Pedal...

　　

　　His figure is in a panic, and there have been many scars on his body, and he is completely covered by the sword light of the sky.

　　

　　 In this scene, I watched all the people watching the game.

　　

　　 They would never expect this to happen.

　　

　　"Yang Cheng was completely suppressed!"

　　

　　 "That Lingxiao actually has dual martial arts, no, it is three martial arts, and they are all complete martial arts, this evildoer!"

　　

　　"No wonder he dared to challenge Yang Cheng, this kid really has a few brushes!"

　　

　　 "But even so, Yang Cheng wouldn't be so embarrassed. Who can tell me what's going on!"

　　

　　The outer disciple was surprised and didn't say anything.

　　

　　 But even people like Lan Yu'er, Elder Bai, and Hei Suo can't help but show a look of astonishment again and again.

　　

　　 Zhao Zhi and Zhao Ci are completely petrified.

　　

　　 Xu Ying knelt directly on the ground.

　　

　　 She always felt that Ling Xiao's killing of Zuo Leng was just a sneak attack!

　　

　　 She felt that as long as she joined the Yuehua Sect, she would be able to avenge her fiance sooner or later.

　　

　　 But now, her confidence is gone.

　　

　　Who is Yang Cheng?

　　

　　 Yang Cheng is the tenth strongest in the outer door, a half-step master, and a master ten times stronger than Li Anle.

　　

　　His strength is well known.

　　

　　 But now, he is suppressed by a martial arts master of the eight-fold pinnacle, completely overwhelmed by himself.

　　

　　"The wind and clouds transform into a dragon!"

　　

　　昂~~

　　

　　 Just when Yang Cheng was about to be forced to the edge of the challenge stage, a dragon chant suddenly sounded.

　　

　　 The Wind Sword Martial Soul behind him unexpectedly showed a faint dragon shadow, and that Martial Soul seemed to be coiled by a dragon.

　　

　　 At this time, a powerful and terrifying true vitality suddenly burst out of his body, rushing towards the front and towards Ling Xiao.

　　

　　 boom——

　　

　　 A loud noise exploded and challenged the audience. A dozen outside disciples who were watching the battle were bombarded with blood and obviously seriously injured.

　　

　　 There are a few people, and their bones are broken.

　　

　　 "Send for treatment, and the rest will stand farther away!"

　　

　　 Elder Bai’s voice sounded, and he really didn’t expect that this battle would change like this.

　　

　　 Yang Cheng's "Fight and Cloud Jue" actually broke through at a critical moment, and was promoted to the realm of transformation in one fell swoop, forming a terrifying scene with the dragon.

　　

　　The power of this trick is too great. Of the dozen or so outer disciples who were injured, four of them turned out to be the top 30 semi-inner disciples.

　　

　　 The rest are the martial arts masters of the nine-fold peak of martial arts.

　　

　　 but it hurts like that.

　　

　　 Lingxiao, a martial arts eight-fold peak martial artist, isn't it blasted to pieces?

　　

　　 Elder Bai is a little worried, if something happens to Ling Xiao, Hall Master Yang can't fight him hard?

　　

　　 But the smoke dissipated, Ling Xiao just floated in the air, without a trace of scars on his body.

　　

　　 Even the clothes are not dirty.

　　

　　 At that moment, Ling Xiao analyzed the horror of Yang Cheng's attack, so he gave up his plan to continue the attack, but suddenly got away and flew into the air with a cloud dragon god.

　　

　　 easily avoided such a blow, but suffered the warriors watching the excitement behind him.

　　

　　 Looking at Yang Cheng again, his face was gloomy, his clothes were in tatters, and there were blood stains in several places.

　　

　　 But the wound has healed.

　　

　　His breath also returned to smoothness, but he was breathing heavily.

　　

　　 Seeing Ling Xiao fall to the ground, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

　　

　　 This was supposed to be just a "playing" battle. Just kill one at will, and get a thousand-year-old golden snow lotus.

　　

　　 But he never expected it!

　　

　　 The fly suddenly turned into an ancient behemoth, making him tired to cope.

　　

　　 If it hadn't been for "Feng Yun Jue" to break through under tremendous pressure, he would have lost it at the moment.

　　

　　 What a fluke!

　　

　　 "Ling Xiao is too scary~ IndoMTL.com~ How can he be so strong?"

　　

　　 "Yes, even Yang Chengcheng can't take advantage of the slightest advantage, Li Anle really did not lose injustice!"

　　

　　"Huh, it's not a good advantage. Look at the situation of the two. Yang Cheng is in a panic, but Ling Xiao is completely calm. This makes me wonder who is the half-step master. "

　　

　　The people in the audience stepped back a lot, but this did not affect the discussion between them.

　　

　　"In my opinion, Ling Xiao is only strong in physical fitness and attack, and his defense is only afraid of being vulnerable."

　　

　　 is a quasi-inner disciple, a half-step master.

　　

　　 "Why?"

　　

　　 asked Liu Qiang, who was also a quasi-inner disciple.

　　

　　"The reason is very simple. You have not found out. From the time the two played against Yang Cheng, Ling Xiao basically did not face head-on with Yang Cheng. Once Yang Cheng’s attack might injure him, he would immediately avoid him. This shows that his body is relatively weak, and his defense is weak. Isn't it the same for many warriors?"

　　

　　 The quasi-inner disciple said with certainty.

　　

　　 "Yes, brother, you are right. Although it seems that Ling Xiao has the advantage now, as long as Brother Yang meets, he will definitely be over."

　　

　　 After treatment, Li Anle could not recover from his injuries so quickly, but he could speak anyway. He also supported the view of the quasi-inner disciple.

　　

　　 "I don't think so!"

　　

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