Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 7811 One against a hundred, the wrath of the gun god

"Don't run away!"

A voice sounded, and those poor people who were stunned realized that someone had come to save themselves.

Crazy fled towards the outside.

Even if they were poisoned to death, they didn't want to be killed here.

"stop!"

A disciple of the Dragon Cult intercepted with a long sword.

However, there was another flash of cold light, and the person's head fell to the ground and turned around in a circle.

"Who dares to stop, kill!"

The cold voice sounded again.

"Thank you!"

When the poor man ran away, he didn't forget to thank Ling Xiao.

Although it is not known who saved them, they were saved.

"Can you escape? Even if you escape from here and enter the sky, can you escape the pursuit of the Dragon Cult?"

Another person sneered.

The poor souls hesitated.

Now that he is dead, maybe only one person will die, but if he goes back, he might bring danger to his family.

"Noisy!"

The cold voice sounded again, and this time, a single shot pierced the throats of both of them.

"Don't worry, none of the people here will be alive, and no one will know about you.

If anyone doesn't leave, I will kill you later. After all, I don't want anyone to know that I killed a disciple of the Dragon Cult. "

Sometimes threats work better than others.

Hearing this, the group of people no longer hesitated, and fled away one after another.

"Chasing after me, I don't believe that a mere person can stop us!"

Wang Ben sneered and said: "Isn't it just a concealment technique? It's nothing special. Break it for me! The development talisman!"

The developing talisman, designed to break concealment.

Originally, Wang Ben brought this to deal with the Shadow Poison Beast in the highly poisonous mountains, but he didn't expect to use it against a person.

With the release of the talisman.

Ling Xiao's figure has appeared.

At this time, although four disciples of the Dragon Sect died in his hands, there were still more than 90 people on the other side.

Not easy to deal with.

Seeing this figure, Wang Ben and others were stunned.

It was actually a 16-year-old boy.

They thought they were some kind of master.

At this moment, in Ling Xiao's eyes, there was no fear, only indifference.

A warrior, even if he can't be a master of chivalry, he shouldn't do such dirty things.

But the people of Shenlongjiao are too much, this is completely challenging the bottom line of human beings.

"What about my junior brother?"

It's been a long time since I saw the dozen or so disciples of the Dragon Sect.

Seeing this person appear again, Wang Ben probably guessed that something was wrong.

"killed!"

Ling Xiao said coldly: "They deserve to die! You deserve to die too! So, they won't be alone, you will go down and be buried with them!"

While speaking, Ling Xiao's whole body was covered with a thick layer of scales, which looked extremely hideous.

There are too many enemies, and the defense must be improved.

Otherwise, as long as you have it in hand, it will be troublesome.

The Holy Spear Wuhun also appeared, like a pillar coiled by nine divine dragons, it looked very mighty.

"Boy, you are so brave, you dare to kill our Dragon Sect members, it seems that you really don't want to live!"

"If you run away, we're afraid we won't be able to find you, but you're so stupid that you came to your door, so don't blame us!

After killing you, we will also kill your relatives and family members to make your death more painful! "

"Brothers, let's go together and hack this kid to death!"

Ling Xiao's behavior completely angered more than 90 disciples of the Dragon Sect.

They are angry!

As a disciple of the Dragon Sect, one has an absolute sense of superiority.

"kill!"

A group of people rushed towards Ling Xiao at the same time, only four of them did not make a move.

One of them is Wang Ben.

The other three are all nine-level martial arts masters, and they are already at their peak stage.

Their combat power is extremely terrifying.

Naturally, Ling Xiao would not be taken seriously.

After all, more than 90 people, killing one person is enough, no, it should be more than enough.

Facing this group of people, Ling Xiao sneered, and suddenly took out a formation stone and threw it out.

"Xiao Wanlei Zhuxian Formation!"

Formation will always be one of Ling Xiao's trump cards.

Arrays can always play a role that warriors can't do.

Although the power of the formation formed by the formation stone seal is much smaller than the one that took time to arrange, it may only be one-tenth of the power.

But enough.

The thunderbolts released by the Wanlei Zhuxian Formation are as powerful as the Lingxiao Lightning Gun at the least.

In just an instant, dozens of warriors of the Dragon Cult were burnt black from the electric shock.

The body smelled of scorching.

"Do you think you can kill me if I show my figure? It's too naive, I'm not sure, how can I make a move!"

Standing there, Ling Xiao smiled indifferently.

Wang Ben's pupils shrank suddenly. Obviously, Ling Xiao's formation surprised him a lot.

Ling Xiao's own strength is not strong, but this formation is too terrifying.

When one to many, it is simply a big killer.

Only martial artists above the eighth level martial arts master can stop it, but they still have to be injured.

Basically, all martial artists below the eighth level martial arts master are dead.

To be honest, Ling Xiao is still not satisfied with this kind of power. After all, this formation cost him too much spirit crystals and materials.

That's why he doesn't use formations often, it's a waste of money.

If it weren't for the fact that there was nothing he could do today, he would still not be willing to use it.

"Lightning gun!"

"Holy Ancestral Dragon Fist!"

"Meteor kick!"

Ling Xiao got into the formation and began to harvest life.

Ling Xiao was responsible for killing those who were not bombarded by the formation.

Regardless of the power of the Lightning Gun, the Ancestor Dragon Fist or the Meteor Kick, these people cannot bear it.

To deal with these people, Ling Xiao didn't even bother to use the poisonous dragon marksmanship.

There were screams, and Wang Ben's expression became more and more ugly.

But the guy didn't come to the rescue.

Even, there is a bit of playfulness in the eyes.

These people died, and he didn't have to pay, which saved a lot of money.

Anyway, if he wants to kill this person, he doesn't need too many people's help.

He is very confident.

Because his combat power is indeed stronger than Ling Xiao.

Only 3 minutes later, the corpses fell to the ground, and the last two disciples of the Dragon Sect trapped by the Wanlei Zhuxian Formation were dead.

These two guys have relatively strong cultivation bases and have reached the ninth level of martial arts masters.

It's just the mid-term, not the peak.

But even so, they were more resilient than others, and thus survived to the end.

But Ling Xiao won't let them live.

"Dragon Cannon!"

Finally, Ling Xiao used the poisonous dragon spear technique, and a ball of green dragon light sprayed out from a distance of ten meters.

burst directly.

The two nine-level martial arts masters were blown to pieces.

Only the essence and blood were swallowed up by Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao's cultivation base at this time has been promoted to the late eighth stage.

The formation combined with Ling Xiao's own combat power, even the Reincarnation Spear and Shadow Beast Secret Technique were useless, Ling Xiao directly wiped out more than 90 disciples of the Dragon Sect.

His current strength is really terrifying.

It has been terrifying to the point where it frightens everyone of the same generation.

"It's your turn!"

Ling Xiao held the Frost Dragon Spear, and there was blood dripping from the spear.

He looked at the remaining four humans indifferently.

(End of this chapter)