Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 1538 Hole Card: Sword of the King

After ten moves, Ling Xiao clearly felt that Jiumo Zhiyan had been staring at the second evil star.

He knew what that guy was trying to do, and he couldn't let that guy continue to become stronger.

So, the second evil star, let's die cleanly.

"Bright Excalibur·True Yang Transformation!"

The blazing sword light finally pierced through the body of the second evil star, and the terrifying light instantly burned the second evil star into ashes.

This made the monster over there turn pale with anger.

"It's your turn, monster!"

After killing the second evil star, Ling Xiao's opponent, only Jiumo Zhiyan remained.

However, things didn't get any easier.

The horror of the magic sword is probably even more terrifying than the three people joining forces before.

This is the common thought of all.

"Quack quack, since you want to die, this old man will help you. It's been so many years, I didn't expect the juniors to be so useless."

Demon Sword let out a strange laugh again, and then Jiumo Zhiyan held the black sword in his hand.

The terrifying aura made his whole body wrapped in a blood-red light.

"Your era has long passed, and now is my era! If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have that kind of ability!"

In Ling Xiao's hand, he tightly held the Bright Excalibur.

He knew that this time the opponent was difficult to deal with, but he was more confident in his own strength.

The terrifying sword intent of destruction gathers around him.

The wind-like sword energy tore through the void one after another.

Behind him, the Dragon Soul of the Primordial Hell kept roaring.

"Hmph, I hate the power of light, but you are too weak, and your power of light is too weak. In front of me, it will be blown out like a candle!"

Jiumo Zhiyan snorted coldly, shook the magic sword in his hand, and charged towards Ling Xiao with terrifying killing intent.

In the air, the feeling of bleakness became stronger and stronger.

Wherever he passed, many trees began to wither and deteriorate.

"A single spark can start a prairie fire, haven't you learned it?"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, and then stepped forward with both feet. The Bright Sword in his hand had already merged with his whole body.

Man and sword unite!

He finally did it.

The sword is him!

He is the sword!

That feeling is too mysterious.

"Tsk tsk, this Ling Xiao seems to be underestimated by us. Can the Divine Sword of Light in his hand defeat the magic sword in Jiumo Zhiyan's hand?"

The breath of darkness and light collided in the air.

As if a natural enemy, no one would let anyone else.

The sharp sword Qi reveals a sharp killing intent.

The duel between swordsmen is really different.

That kind of sharp feeling can make people feel that the skin is about to be cut apart, which is not pleasant.

"Terrible, one side is the power of light, the sword intent of destruction! The other side is the power of darkness, the sword intent of death!
Is this to make everything wither? "

Zizizi!
The two swords did not touch each other, but the sword intent had already started a fierce battle.

A piercing sound in the air.

After a while, the two retreated at the same time.

A hint of surprise appeared on Jiumo Zhiyan's face.

However, in an instant, it turned into boundless arrogance and domineering.

"Little baby, your sword is not bad, and the power of light is also used properly, and at the critical moment, you have reached the realm of the unity of human and sword.

It's a pity that the same realm, the old man has already reached 1000 years ago, and he is more sophisticated than you.

Otherwise, lend your body to this old man. This old man can help you win the world and make you the most powerful person in the mysterious world. "

This person speaks as if letting you die is to save face for you, the feeling of charity is too strong.

"Forget it, you haven't even conquered the Divine Phoenix Continent, yet you still want to conquer the mysterious world."

Ling Xiao sneered disdainfully and said: "I have already said that your era is over, and this is my era."

"What a stubborn little baby, let me tell you the truth, the old man only used less than [-]% of his skill in the fight just now, but you have to go all out to take it.

Whether you want to die or live, you choose yourself, otherwise you will die in the next attack. "

Jiumo Zhiyan let out a disdainful voice, as if he failed to kill Ling Xiao just now, not because Ling Xiao was strong enough.

But because he showed mercy.

Hearing this, people felt a strong shock.

The sword just now was already strong enough, almost close to the strength of Python.

He even said that he only used [-]% of his power?
Even if it is bragging, it is estimated that at most six or seven successes have been used.

Ling Xiao was really in danger.

"Hehehe, this kind of thing makes my ears almost grow callused. Everyone says that they haven't used their full strength, so you should show me, otherwise, you probably won't have a chance."

Facing the threat and disdain of the Demon Sword, Ling Xiao's words were full of ridicule and banter.

"Interesting, little baby, I'm afraid you don't know that sometimes bravery and recklessness are not the same thing at all. Since you want to die, then this old man will help you."

Jiumo Zhiyan's expression froze, and the magic sword in his hand suddenly became extremely huge.

The terrifying breath of death became even more intense, as if it was the giant sword used by the devil after being tempered from the depths of hell.

The black and red rays of light flickered on the giant sword, and many warriors around were trembling because of it. Some turned around and fled in fright, causing chaos among the crowd watching the battle.

"The sword of this old man is a sword that I have only comprehended after many years of cultivation in the power of shadow. It is the sword of extinction! Exterminate everything, and no grass will grow!

To be able to die under the sword of the old man, you little doll has not lived in vain. "

Jiumo Zhiyan looked at Ling Xiao indifferently, and the huge magic sword in his hand revealed boundless desolation and extinction.

Some weak-willed warriors actually committed suicide directly!
And the terrifying meaning of extinction is still rising.

"It is indeed very strong, but I still say the same thing, you are old and can't keep up with the times, and you dare to use this kind of juggling sword move to embarrass yourself."

Ling Xiao sneered.

Juggling?
Ling Xiao actually said that terrifying sword move was a juggling?
Is it a backward move that cannot keep up with the times?
Then what sword move does he have that can be stronger than this sword?
"Little baby just has a big tone, so let the old man see if you have any way to deal with this move."

Jiumo Zhiyan said with a gloomy face.

No one has ever dared to say that his sword moves are juggling, which is an extreme insult to him.

"If you want to see it, I'll let you see it."

As soon as Ling Xiao finished speaking, an aura of a king suddenly shot out from his body.

This aura is many times stronger than those kings on the Divine Phoenix Continent.

It actually caused many warriors to kneel down on the ground subconsciously, terrified.

The aura of majesty is pure and powerful.

Behind Ling Xiao, the phantom of the ancient hell dragon had disappeared.

Instead, there was a figure.

There is no crown on his head.

There is no throne beneath him.

There is no "king" engraved on his forehead.

Dressed in white, with long flying hair, he looked so unpretentious.

However, such a figure has an extremely strong aura of a king, and its power shakes the world.

(End of this chapter)