Chapter 661: The Immortal King

I don't know the specific ranking of these three core disciples, but it is interesting to meet the core disciples of the Sword King Sect here. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The person who spoke was one of the core disciples, and at this time, he had a haughty and disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at Ling Xiao and the others with a downward gaze, and he was completely a picture of superiority.

"You are the core disciples of the Yuehua Sect, right? No wonder the strength of the Yuehua Sect is so weak, it turns out that they are all a group of cowards who don't even dare to kill people!"

Seeing Ling Xiao and the others looking over, the man added another sentence.

"Don't dare to kill?"

Ling Xiao suddenly showed a sneer, his body suddenly moved, and he was in front of the disciple of the Sword King Sect in an instant, and the sharp qi sword had already pierced into the opponent's body.

"Try one more thing!"

He didn't have the idea of killing this person for the time being, he just wanted to kill the other party's prestige.

"Goo!"

The core disciple of the Sword King Sect, who was still high and invincible, fell there like a puddle of mud at this time, and the smell of fishy feces and urine floated up.

If you can do it, you won't beep!

This is Ling Xiao's means.

What's the use of nonsense, it's interesting to make the other party pee their pants in fear.

"Let him go!"

The rest of the Sword King Sect disciples were all taken aback.

Whether it was Ling Xiao's audacity or Ling Xiao's strength, they were taken aback.

"It's easy to let go, just kneel down and kowtow and admit your mistakes, otherwise I'll kill someone today to show you." ”

Ling Xiao unleashed his will to kill, and his icy aura made everyone around him feel a terrifying chill.

"If you dare to kill him, our Sword King Sect will not let you go!"

"You can try. ”

Ling Xiao's qi sword continued to stab inside, only about an inch away from the heart, as long as he continued to stab, this person would definitely die.

"I kowtow, I kowtow!"

It is not easy for the dignified core disciple to get to this point, and it is better to lose face than to die.

After all, if a person dies, then there is really nothing!

"Very good, count you as acquaintances!"

Ling Xiao pulled out his qi sword, but the murderous aura still shrouded the man.

The core disciple of the Sword King Sect gritted his teeth, and then respectfully kowtowed and admitted his mistake.

"It's me who is wrong, it's my dog who can't spit ivory out of his mouth!"

"Just change your mistakes, hum!"

Ling Xiao snorted coldly, and his figure instantly returned to its original position.

"What a terrible guy, that's the eighth-ranked core disciple of our Sword King Sect, and he actually knelt down to admit his mistake?"

Liu Cang, who was hiding behind and watching the excitement, almost choked to death by saliva at this time, this scene was too shocking.

Those three core disciples, one ranked eighth, one ranked ninth, and one ranked third, and they were also one of the martial arts players of the four sects tomorrow.

The third-ranked person is called Wu Zonglian, but he didn't mean to make a move at all just now, I don't know if he was frightened by Ling Xiao or disdainful of making a move.

Just when Liu Cang was puzzled, the stands suddenly cheered.

In the Colosseum, a new challenge has appeared.

That's a death row inmate!

"Look, it's the Immortal King!"

The Immortal King?

Ling Xiao looked at this person suspiciously.

Very strong!

And it's full of manic murderous aura!

"The Immortal King, who has won three hundred games in a row, could have been freed, but he himself is unwilling to leave, because he likes it here, he likes this kind of killing!"

The host of the Colosseum said loudly in a voice containing Zhenyuan: "The real name of this undead prisoner king may have long been forgotten, but I believe that everyone has heard of the massacre of Ash City, and he did it alone! Just because he ate a bad meal that day, he slaughtered more than a million people and destroyed Ash City, and it is still a ruin there!"

A half-step Heavenly Venerable cultivator wants to destroy a secular city, it is very easy, but there is basically no one who can really do it.

However, this immortal king is different, he doesn't care about killing people at all, and more than a million people seem to be a million ants in his eyes.

He loved to listen to other people's screams, and even thought it was the most beautiful music in the world.

In the crowd, there was an earth-shattering cheer.

Of course, there was also swearing.

Cheer because the Immortal King's record is terrifying!

Three hundred consecutive victories show that three hundred warriors have died at his hands.

And swearing is to feel disgust for the behavior of the Immortal Prisoner King!

After all, the lives of a million people were taken by this madman, but anyone with a little humanity would not like this guy.

It's a pity that no amount of cursing can kill this madman.

These people only dared to hide behind their backs, but they didn't dare to make a move, because they were afraid of death, and they didn't dare to challenge the undead prisoner king.

Ling Xiao sneered, slowly stood up, and said coldly: "I'm here to challenge the Immortal Prisoner King and pay 100,000 spirit stones!"

Pay 100,000 yuan, and after winning, you can get 1 million lower-grade spirit stones, or 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones.

His voice was loud and exuding an incomparably cold murderous aura.

Killing the Immortal King can not only get a reward of spirit stones, but also hone his combat skills, and he can also get rid of this guy, for him, it is definitely a good thing to kill three birds with one stone.

He's definitely going to do it!

Almost everyone's eyes were on Ling Xiao.

They were surprised to find that the person who spoke was actually a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, and his face was still a little immature.

This is still a child, is he going to fight the Immortal Prison King?

You know, the 300-game winning streak of the Immortal Prisoner King is not a joke.

The three hundred martial artists who were almost killed by him were all half-step Tianzun!

No martial artist below the half-step Tianzun dared to challenge the Immortal Prisoner King, because it was extremely irresponsible for his own life, and he was dying!

But even so, three hundred people still died, which shows how terrible this immortal king is.

One or two, it can be said to be luck, but three hundred, then it is not luck, but absolute strength!

Wu Zonglian and the other disciples of the Sword King Sect showed a sneer.

I was still thinking about how to deal with this Ling Xiao, but I didn't expect this kid to find death by himself, so he could stay and watch a good show.

"It's a pity, I didn't make a move, I just wanted to defeat him in the Four Factions Martial Arts, and it seems that I don't have that chance. ”

Wu Zonglian was a little disappointed, in his opinion, a martial artist in the early stage of the Ninefold Realm of the Transcendent Realm, to challenge a half-step Tianzun with a strength of one percent, it was definitely looking for death.

What's more, the Immortal Prisoner King is still the strongest among the martial artists of this realm!

"I heard that the Yuehua Sect is very poor, and the core disciples can't use the medium-grade spirit stones, so they can only cultivate with the lower-grade spirit stones, no wonder their disciples' lives are quite cheap, and they don't even want their lives for the sake of the spirit stones. ”

"Hahaha, their cheap life is not as good as a death row prisoner, and they deserve to die!"

The disciple of the Sword King Sect had already spoken very quietly, but it still did not escape Ling Xiao's ears.

Ling Xiao turned his head to look at the people with a smile, and they were so frightened that they immediately closed their mouths.

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