Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 967

"Xiao Ling, you can't stop me!"

Jiang Xuantong frantically harvested the souls of these martial artists. At that moment just now, he had swallowed the souls of tens of thousands of martial artists.

Seeing this scene, Zang Hai, the owner of the Prisoner of Life and Death Prisoner Arena, looked a little ugly. If he couldn't guarantee the safety of Wu Xiu in the Prisoner of Life and Death Prisoner's Arena, who would come to visit him in the future?

Just when Zang Hai was about to make a move to stop all of this, Qian Taoqian stopped him.

"Master Zanghai, this is a duel between Xiao Ling and Jiang Xuantong, it would be inappropriate for you to intervene?" Qian Tao said coldly.

Qian Taoqian placed too much importance on this victory, she had bet tens of billions of crystals to kill Xiao Ling, if Xiao Ling survived, it would not be as simple as being scolded by his father when she went back.

"As the owner of the Prisoner Arena, I should protect the safety of those martial artists." Zang Hai said with an ugly face.

"Master Zanghai, don't worry."

Qian Taoqian said unhurriedly: "Our money will make up for your loss. As for now, you'd better not interfere, after all, those martial arts who were killed by Jiang Xuantong are all dead, even if you take action You can't save them either. As for the others, those who can escape will escape, and you don't need to take action at all."

During the conversation between the two, tens of thousands of martial artists died in Jiang Xuantong's hands. As for the other martial artists, they all flew up in disregard of the rules of the life-and-death prisoner arena. Shocked and angry, but did not leave immediately, after all, the battle between Xiao Ling and Jiang Xuantong was not over yet.

As for Qing Qi and the others, when Jiang Xuantong started to go crazy, they had already come outside and watched from a distance.

"Will something happen to Xiao Ling?" Hua Yan couldn't help asking.

At this moment, Jiang Xuantong had completely lost his mind and went berserk like a demon.

"Look."

You Qingmei looked at Xiao Ling with worried eyes, and said: "With Xiao Ling's ability, it is estimated that nothing will happen. However, the current Jiang Xuantong seems to be stronger than before. He has killed more than [-] martial arts. Xiu, after devouring so many souls, I just don't know if Xiao Ling can win..."

Undoubtedly, the methods Jiang Xuantong displayed were horrifying. He slaughtered more than [-] martial artists in a blink of an eye.

"Xiao Ling! Come here and die!"

Seeing Xiao Ling killing towards him, Jiang Xuantong went crazy.

In his eyes, Xiao Ling was just a brat, and now that he was forced by Xiao Ling to become like this, if he didn't kill Xiao Ling, he really didn't want to continue living.

call!call!call!
Jiang Xuantong shook the bat's wings, and tornadoes of black mist swept out. These black mist could corrode the soul, which was very terrifying. Even the martial artists who stood watching from a distance felt lingering fear in their souls.

"kill!"

Xiao Ling let out a low cry, and with a thought, he took out the Yin-Yang Seizing Soul Sword again.

Now that the battle has progressed, there should be a result!
Hiss!

Facing Jiang Xuantong's crazy offensive, Xiao Ling did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards the many tornadoes. In the eyes of everyone, this was undoubtedly an act of death. However, Xiao Ling's next offensive opened everyone's eyes.

Although those black mist tornadoes were extremely powerful, they couldn't stop Xiao Ling's sharp sword attack. After the Yin Yang Soul Seizing Sword tore apart these black mist tornadoes, Xiao Ling came to Jiang Xuantong and stabbed them with the Yin Yang Soul Seizing Sword. past.

call out!call out!call out!
The sword light flickered non-stop, shuttling through Jiang Xuantong's body, making Jiang Xuantong's body riddled with holes again.

Even if Jiang Xuantong tried his best to resist Xiao Ling's attack, he still couldn't stop it.

Xiao Ling's attack was not only fast, but also very fierce. Jiang Xuantong was helpless and could only be beaten.

"Xiao Ling! Stop!"

Jiang Xuantong roared: "Otherwise, I will make you regret it forever!"

Xiao Ling was expressionless, and the offensive in his hands was getting faster and faster, completely ignoring Jiang Xuantong.

Seeing that Xiao Ling didn't hold back his hands at all and was about to end the fight, Jiang Xuantong was both shocked and angry. When was he pressed and beaten so hard?Even Dilian and the others from back then couldn't do it!

"Roar!"

Jiang Xuantong let out a roar, and a huge soul power roared out, sweeping away from the arena of life and death prisoners in all directions.

"This is……"

Xiao Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, Jiang Xuantong's roar just now seemed to be some kind of method, but, his soul power is so powerful, he completely ignored this soul attack method.

call out!call out!call out!
At this moment, those martial arts with weak soul power, as well as the martial arts walking outside the arena of life and death prisoner, all became sluggish, and immediately there was madness in their eyes, and they ran towards Xiao Ling, no matter men, women, old or young , they all went crazy and rushed towards Xiao Ling.

"Xiao Ling, I remember you!"

Jiang Xuantong's body suddenly shrank, turned into a cloud of black mist, fled towards the distance, and said sinisterly: "Next time we meet, I will definitely take your life!"

Keeping the green hill is not afraid of running out of firewood, Jiang Xuantong knew that he couldn't beat Xiao Ling, so he planned to leave here first, and then make plans. In order to escape, he didn't even want the eighth-order profound weapon that he lived in.

"Want to run? Am I allowed?"

Xiao Ling's gaze was filled with coldness, Jiang Xuantong controlled these martial artists to stop him, this must be too small for him.

These martial artists include warriors and ordinary people, Xiao Ling naturally will not hurt these people at will.

With a wave of Xiao Ling's sleeve robe, all these people were stunned. If they were ordinary people, they would have killed these people who got in the way.

"Jiang Xuantong, you have done all the evil things, so stay here today to make amends..."

Xiao Ling raised his hand, and the Ghost Calling Flute appeared in his hand. When fighting Jiang Xuantong, the Ghost Calling Flute was very eager to appear, and wanted to swallow Jiang Xuantong. After all, Jiang Xuantong has cultivated until now, and he has swallowed many souls. If he can be Swallowing the ghost-calling flute can make the ghost-calling flute more powerful.

Oh oh oh!
Xiao Ling started to play the flute. The sound of the flute was not a natural sound, but a sound that made people cry. It was so sad and sorrowful. It seemed that no single note could arouse the nerves of the martial artists, making everyone tremble. , shed tears, feeling that he had experienced a very sad past.

This is actually the Song of Li Shang, the song recorded in Calling the Ghost Flute.

At that moment just now, Xiao Ling knew that the Ghost Calling Flute was not actually called the Ghost Calling Flute, it had a nice name called Feng Que Soul Dispelling Flute.

"No!"

Jiang Xuantong couldn't help screaming, the sound of Feng Que Hun Xiao flute seemed to be attracted by an invisible magic force, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

"Xiao Ling! You can't treat me like this! I'm Dilian's friend!"

There was panic in Jiang Xuantong's eyes. He discovered the power of the Fengque Soul Eliminating Flute. If he was really attracted by the Fengque Soul Eliminating Flute, he would never be able to stand up again!
Xiao Ling remained calm and turned a deaf ear. A person like Jiang Xuantong is not worthy to be Jiang Xuantong's friend at all.

"I will never let you succeed! The worst is to blow yourself up, and we will die together!"

Jiang Xuantong went crazy, wanting to detonate his soul power, not only would he have a chance to kill Xiao Ling, but he could even kill all the martial artists around here, in this case, he would not be at a loss!

A look of contempt flashed across Xiao Ling's eyes, he ignored Jiang Xuantong at all, and continued to sing the Song of Lie.

A song of Lishang, so sad, so sad.

May those innocent people who died rest in peace, and Jiang Xuantong will also get his due retribution.

The sound of the flute gradually eased and became smaller, Jiang Xuantong couldn't explode himself at all, under the sound of his mad howls, he was sucked away by the flute of Feng Que Hun Xiao.

All dust settled!
The moment Jiang Xuantong was absorbed by Feng Que Soul Xiaodi, those martial artists who were bewitched by their minds also recovered from their senses, their eyes showed confusion. When they saw the devastated arena of life and death prisoners, they regained their senses and let go just run.

Xiao Ling stood on the arena of prisoners of life and death, playing with the Feng Que Soul Dispelling Flute.

At this moment, the bone-like Feng Que Soul Dispelling Flute exuded golden light, devouring Jiang Xuantong's soul power, it was very satisfied, and even hiccupped.

Xiao Ling's mind moved, and he looked at Feng Que Hun Xiaodi, a look of astonishment flashed across his eyes.

In Feng Que Soul Dispelling Flute, Jiang Xuantong is still there, but Jiang Xuantong's mind has been completely wiped out, and he has become a soul puppet, and the strength of this soul puppet has reached at least half the level of a martial saint, and he is only one step away from reaching the martial arts level. St.

A soul puppet at the half-step Martial Saint level is comparable to a Martial Saint powerhouse.

"May the innocent souls who died rest in peace."

With a sigh of emotion, Xiao Ling put away the Feng Que Soul Dispelling Flute.

For thousands of years, Jiang Xuantong killed many innocent babies. Although he couldn't see them, he knew that Jiang Xuantong killed these innocent babies.

Not only that, Jiang Xuantong also killed more than [-] martial arts practitioners in the arena of life and death prisoners. Although some people deserved death, these people had no grievances with Jiang Xuantong, but were killed by Jiang Xuantong. It can only be said that Jiang Xuantong had long been extinct human nature.

Xiao Ling stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were far away, looking into the distance, filled with emotion.

When Xiao Ling killed Jiang Xuantong, those onlookers in the Prisoner of Life and Death Arena couldn't help but become quiet. That was Jiang Xuantong, the peerless powerhouse who moved the Shenwu Continent thousands of years ago, No. 1 under the Emperor Wu. It was defeated by Xiao Ling, and it was also wiped out.

Some people thought that Jiang Xuantong could kill Xiao Ling by devouring more than [-] martial arts souls, but they didn't expect Jiang Xuantong to lose, and the defeat was very miserable.

"Jiang Xuantong died like this?" You Wuxiu couldn't help trembling.

To be precise, the Wuxiu present couldn't accept this cruel reality. A man as powerful as Jiang Xuantong lost to the ruthless Xiao Ling. Could it be that no one can restrain Xiao Ling in the future?

"Jiang Xuantong is indeed dead, he was defeated by Xiao Ling."

A pharmacist took a deep breath and said, "The eighth-order profound weapon originally had Jiang Xuantong's soul imprint, but now I can understand that the soul imprint gradually disappeared at the moment Jiang Xuantong died, and became an ownerless thing." ..."

"This battle! The ruthless man Xiao Ling won! The name of ruthless man is well deserved!"

Seeing the end of the battle, one after another looked at Xiao Ling in awe. There is no doubt that Xiao Ling has been recognized by everyone, and many people have fanaticism in their eyes, and they have already regarded Xiao Ling as an idol.

Of course, some people are happy and some are sad!
Qian Taoqian, Zong Tie and others saw Jiang Xuantong dead, their faces were pale, and they almost fainted to the ground.

(End of this chapter)