Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul Chapter 7344: Game between Pluto

"Yes!"

Miyin Ming said: "I think he can easily win thirteen consecutive victories!"

"I bet he won't get 13 consecutive victories."

The Frost Underworld Lord said coldly: "How about we make a bet?"

"What to bet on?"

asked Miyin Pluto.

"If I lose the bet, I will give your precious girl a charming piece of ice.

Help her practice the laws of the Ice God Realm.

If you lose the bet, can you also give one of your "Pure Heart Butterfly" to my daughter Han Lei? "

The cold ice underworld master said.

"Hehe, it turns out that you are eyeing my Qingxin Butterfly. You know that the Qingxin Butterfly is the most precious treasure in my world of music.

Able to play many music such as Qingxin Mantra to help martial artists practice. "

Miyin Mingzhu Road.

"My Wannian Ice is also a treasure. Compared with your pure heart butterfly, it is also infinitely useful.

Whether you practice qigong, alchemy, or refining tools, you can use it.

Just say you dare to compare, right? "

The cold ice underworld master said.

"Hehe, you are forcing me so, did you think of a way to deal with that kid?"

Miyin Mingzhu Road.

"Don't you dare to bet?"

"Why don't you dare!"

Miyin Mingzhu smiled and said: "I remind you, I am afraid that this kid has not used all his skills.

If you really want to give me a piece of ten thousand years of ice, I don't mind.

Why use this oblique method. "

"Huh, just bet!"

The Frost Underworld sneered.

Ehuo and others were speechless for a while.

For a Seventh God Realm martial artist, how come these two Underlords are starting to fight like children?

No wonder people say that these two are inherently contradictory.

"Two Plutos, let me bet, shouldn't you give me some benefit?"

Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the Pluto Master and Miyin Pluto.

He didn't know the contradiction between the two men.

But if you want to bet on him, you have to give him a favor.

Otherwise, he would have to play tricks.

"This kid is so bold, he dared to talk to Pluto like this!"

Ling Xiao's boldness really scared everyone present.

What a lunatic.

"Hahahaha, good boy, ambitious."

Miyin Pluto smiled and said: "If you can win thirteen consecutive victories in the Seventh God Realm Arena, I will give you a pure heart butterfly.

This is my treasure in the world of music. "

"My God, Miyin Underworld really promised to give him something?"

"And it's still a pure heart butterfly, that thing, but countless people want it but don't want it."

"Although I don't know what Qingxin Butterfly is, it seems to be a good thing.

Let's do it, I'm reluctant to agree to Pluto.

Above the Seventh God Realm, I am talking about 13 consecutive victories, even if it is a thousand consecutive victories, it is easy.

It’s not that I said, the seventh **** martial artist here is too weak! "

Ling Xiao said loudly.

His arrogance and arrogance are, on the one hand, to attract E Rui's attention.

On the other hand, he does think so.

These people can't even fight against Shang Zun, let alone make him an enemy.

"Who can defeat this kid, give him a piece of ice for ten thousand years!"

The cold underworld master said coldly.

A lot of people were excited when they heard this.

Some warriors who didn't plan to make a move are also eager to try at this time.

After all, that is a piece of ice for thousands of years.

"I am coming!"

One more person came on stage, and of course the ending was still defeated.

Ling Xiao easily won ten consecutive victories, and there are three games left.

Still, no one can cause him too much trouble.

No, don’t say it’s too much trouble, not even a little trouble.

"The Sword of Compassion is here! The Number One Swordsman in the Seventh God Realm!"

Someone exclaimed.

Everyone present seemed to see hope.

"Perhaps only people like Compassionate Sword can pose a threat to this kid!"

"It is more than a threat. Although the Sword of Compassion is only a seventh-level realm king, his true strength may have reached the eighth **** realm.

Even if that kid is invincible in the Seventh God Realm, he cannot be the opponent of the Sword of Compassion! "

When people were so excited to talk, another battle on the court ended.

This battle was shot by a swordsman.

The speed of the knife is not fast, but the power is extremely domineering.

However, no matter how overbearing the knife is, when it comes to Lingxiao, there is still no bird to use.

Still being blown away with a punch.

Falling off the ring.

"Eleven consecutive victories!"

"I am coming!"

Sword of Compassion finally stepped onto the ring and looked at Ling Xiao indifferently: "Although you have won eleven consecutive victories.

But it's a pity that when you meet me, the winning streak in front of you is meaningless! "

"The Sword of Sadness is finally shot, that kid, he will lose!"

The Sword of Compassion has never been defeated on the ring of the Seventh God Realm.

His winning streak was not 13 games, but 900 games.

The reason why I didn't join the Black Cavalry was to prepare for a thousand games.

In this ring, every time you win 13 games, you can take a day off.

So, the Sword of Compassion has been here for many days.

His strength is constantly improving.

However, in order to be able to stay in the Seventh God Realm Arena, he suppressed his own cultivation level, otherwise it is estimated that he will be promoted now.

"Is the nonsense done?"

Ling Xiao yawned and said: "If I defeat you, I have to beat the next opponent.

You guy is a bunch of bragging nonsense. Can you really be strong for yourself? "

Hearing this, people showed shocked gazes.

This person is either a fool or a lunatic, who dares to speak to the Sword of Compassion.

This is a strong man who has won 900 consecutive victories in the Seventh God Realm Arena.

Who dares to despise him?

It's almost dead!

"I will kill you!"

Sword of Compassion roared furiously.

He successfully aroused anger by Ling Xiao.

No one has ever dared to despise him so much, and despise him so much.

"Kill!"

Sword of Compassion suddenly burst out with sword light.

To the extreme.

The breath of the magic way makes countless people feel terrified.

"Mao Dao? Ha ha, I am your ancestor!

The Demon King Art! "

Ling Xiao sneered, and finally displayed his overbearing Demon Emperor Art.

A demon shadow enveloped his body.

The violent devilish energy swept out madly.

At this moment, the demon will of the Sword of Compassion was trembling.

"Impossible!"

He was shocked, scared!

For a long time, he sighed: "I am defeated!"

The more familiar people are with the magic way, the more they understand how powerful Lingxiao's magic way has been.

Sword of Compassion can feel that in front of this person, he can't do anything.

"It's lost! The Sword of Sadness actually lost!"

The warriors who support the Sword of Compassion are a little dumbfounded at this time.

Ling Xiao's power is beyond imagination.

The Sword of Compassion has not yet started the war, but it has already lost to Ling Xiao.

This is really a tragedy.

"Twelve consecutive victories!"

"Who else?"

Ling Xiao looked around~IndoMTL.com~ but no one dared to take the stage.

He was quite disappointed.

"My cultivation is an eighth-level general, can you dare to fight with me?

If you win, I can give you a piece of ice for ten thousand years! "

Han Lei said suddenly.

Ling Xiao's strength successfully aroused the fighting spirit of this underworld girl.

"Yes!"

Ling Xiao nodded.

"Did you agree?"

Han Lei was taken aback for a moment.

She thought Ling Xiao would not agree.

Others also thought that Ling Xiao would not agree.

Is it possible to fight against the eighth-level **** generals with the cultivation of the seventh-level **** king?