The train of Daben came to Jiangbs District and settled in Jiangbei Hotel.

As soon as the car stopped, Jian Wusheng immediately came to pay a visit.

At this time, he was dressed in white, all stained red with blood, and there was an extremely strong evil aura on his body, which made people feel a little suffocated.

"See the young master!"

Ling Xiao glanced at him faintly.

"Fought with Kunlun's people?"

"Returning to the young master, I annihilated 300,000 Kunlun Vanguard Army and 600,000 First Army Corps before. Just now, Kunlun sent another million troops, and we killed not a single piece of armor. Right now, Lao Xing and Lao Tang are guarding the river!"

Ling Xiao nodded.

"Don't be proud! These are just miscellaneous martial arts armies, if they are put internationally, there is a big gap between them and those legions, including the dragon group. It is not surprising that you can defeat them. ”

"Don't worry, the young master, his subordinates will never be arrogant because of this. ”

Ling Xiao nodded.

"That's good!"

After speaking, he cast his gaze behind Xing Zhentian, and in the darkness, there was a delicate figure faintly kneeling, beside him, suppressed by two burly men.

Seeing Ling Xiao's gaze, Jian Wusheng immediately explained:

"Young master, she is the young palace master of that Shenshui Palace!Kunlun's million-strong army, but unfortunately, her strength is really not enough, and she was taken down by me and Lao Tang on the spot. Considering her identity, we did not kill her, but brought her over and handed her over to you to dispose of. ”

Ling Xiao was silent for two seconds, and said indifferently:

"Then kill her, don't waste air. ”

"Yes!"

Hearing this, the shadow's body trembled, and immediately shouted:

"Ling Xiao, you dare! Our Shenshui Palace will not let you go! Kunlun will not let you go!"

Ling Xiao's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't care at all.

The sword was lifeless, and he waved his big hand.

"Take her down and kill and feed the fish. ”

"Ling Xiao, you bastard! Even if you kill me, you can't change it, you will definitely die! You are not the opponent of the young master of Kunlun at all, you are just a piece of garbage! You will not die well! I will wait for you below!"

Ling Xiao didn't answer, there was no need to make a big deal about a small ant.

With his hands on his back, he walked straight into the hotel.

"Send someone to tell Xuanyuan Lingyu that tomorrow on the river, a battle will be won or lost!"

"Yes!"

...

The news was passed out, and the martial arts shook.

Throughout the past dynasties, there has never been a situation where the final battle was reached so quickly, as this time.

In this battle for hegemony with a hundred doors, a ghost valley appeared out of thin air, and all plans were scattered.

It was originally a mysterious sect, but now it is the first time to join the Hundred Sects Battle, and it has actually reached second place.

The name Ling Xiao, whether it is successful or not, will be famous in Huaxia martial arts and become synonymous with people talking about it in the future.

...

Time flows.

This night, for some people, is as fast as a blink of an eye, but for others, it seems to be a whole night.

Heroes from all over the martial arts, hermits and masters of the rivers and lakes, and even some idle people in the secular world have also come to the north and south banks of the Jiangnan River to get a glimpse of this exciting battle.

However, Ling Xiao, as one of the protagonists, does not have the slightest sense of tension.

Early in the morning, he took a shower and changed into a clean and tidy private custom suit, handsome and scum.

After a leisurely breakfast, Ling Xiao sat on the extended Maybach and was sent to the river by the Mercedes-Benz team.

The 60,000 disciples of Guigu are still waiting for the battle, and they don't dare to relax at all. Even if it is a small fly flying from Jiangnan, they will kill it with one blow and will never let it go.

When Ling Xiao came, 60,000 people immediately knelt down in unison.

"See the young master!"

The shouts rose to the sky, and the momentum was so aggressive that it was daunting.

A disciple opened the car door, Ling Xiao slowly got out of the car, and Jian Wusheng immediately stepped forward and said:

"Young master, I'm sorry, there were some small mistakes last night, the young master of the Shenshui Palace, Tie Xinlan, ran away!

Ling Xiao's face was indifferent and said:

"Run, run, let her go. ”

"But... The subordinates are not doing their best!"

"This time, it doesn't matter. The overall situation has been decided, a shrimp, after all, can't make any waves. ”

"Yes! Thank you for your magnanimity!"

"Stand down. ”

"No!"

Jian Wusheng quickly retreated, Ling Xiao put his hands on his back, step by step, and walked towards the center of the river.

Stepping into the water, Ling Xiao was like walking on the ground, and the waves on the river were turbulent, and after he walked through, it was instantly quiet like a pool of stagnant water, and he didn't dare to have any more waves.

This hand makes people's scalp tingle to watch!

Xing Zhentian and others, ask yourself, you can also do this step, but it can't be long!

After all, the river within a few kilometers is as horizontal as a mirror, and the distance covered by this gang qi is too wide!

Only when the strength has reached an unfathomable situation can it be barely achieved.

And Ling Xiao did it so casually, as if he didn't exert any force at all.

How strong should he be?

It's terrible!

Look at the other side, the Kunlun coalition army, the only two million remaining troops, are waiting on the shore!

The rosewood palanquin carried by eighteen martial saints slowly floated above the water.

When Ling Xiao appeared and walked to the center of the river, a young figure slowly walked out of the sedan chair.

His eyebrows are like swords, his eyes are like stars, and his face is like a national character, and he looks as if he is righteous and proud of the world!

Those eyes swept in front of him, as if the scenery on the big river was swept away in an instant, and even Ling Xiao and the ghost valley were all in his view.

However, he didn't have the slightest other emotion, and his face was extremely indifferent from beginning to end.

It seems that Ling Xiao and the Guigu disciples are just a group of small ants!

Both of them were carrying their hands on their backs, and their faces were indifferent to each other, without the slightest fluctuation of feelings.

The disciples of the other sects on both sides of the river couldn't help but have their hearts pounding.

These two people should represent the two strongest among the young generation in China, right?

"Thousands of years? ”

Xuanyuan Lingyu spoke, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he had a preachy tone, and his face was extremely proud.

Ling Xiao's eyes were flat, and he was not angered by Xuanyuan Ling Yu.

Compared with Xuanyuan Lingyu, he has a more aristocratic temperament.

"You... Not qualified, evaluate the Ghost Valley!"

Xuanyuan Lingyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and two fierce killing intent burst out.

Ling Xiao, how dare you speak to him like this?

On the surface of the river, the wind and clouds surged in an instant, and the pressure was so high that people couldn't breathe.

At this moment, no one noticed that on the bank of the river, there was a petite figure wearing a mask, quietly squeezing to the front of the crowd.

Those beautiful eyes stared at the figures of Ling Xiao and Xuanyuan Ling Yu.