Chapter 200: The Magical Iron Piece
"Childe, you still have to be careful, those two people from the Tiannin Auction House are very strong!"
Leng Mei didn't have Ling Xiao's calmness, after all, she only had the sixfold peak cultivation of the martial vein, and she hadn't broken through to a martial artist yet. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Well, they are very strong, not far from Li Xinghui, and they are still two people, in terms of combat experience, it should be said that they are better than Li Xinghui. ”
Ling Xiao analyzed as he walked: "But it's nothing. ”
He has just successfully cultivated the first style of "Divine Hell King Fist", and his forehand is itchy, so someone sent him to the door to let him practice, why not do it?
"Leng Mei, don't make a move later. ”
Ling Xiao suddenly stopped and said.
"Childe!"
"Needless to say, I've got something new I want to try, and if you do, you won't be sure. ”
"Okay then, but if Childe is in danger, I'll have to take action. Leng Mei insisted.
"Whatever you want!"
Ling Xiao is not a stubborn person, if there is really danger, he naturally wants someone to help.
After deciding on the matter, Ling Xiao simply turned around and looked at the two Martial Vein Sevenfold Late Stage Martial Artists who were trying to dodge not far away.
Tsing Yi fluttered in the wind, like a sword fairy.
"You two don't have to hide, I've been following for so long, if I don't make a move, I'm going to go back to Baiyun Temple. ”
Ling Xiao just looked at a bush and said lightly.
"Whoosh!"
Two figures rushed out and surrounded Ling Xiao on both sides.
Now that they've been discovered, there's no point in them hiding.
The rest of the warriors who were following did not make a move, their plan was to compete with the clam for the fisherman's profit, and they wanted to see the outcome of this battle before making a decision.
Ling Xiao suddenly took a step forward.
The whole space suddenly turned cold.
This step seemed to change the surrounding environment, and the originally tree-lined world suddenly became dark and damp, and even seemed to have the smell of decay and death.
In my ears, I could hear the ghost crying wolf.
In the body, there seems to be a ghost playing.
The warriors who were hiding in the shadows looked at each other with horror.
The two sevenfold martial artists of the Heavenly Ninja Auction House paused slightly, and their bodies trembled visibly for a moment.
However, he seemed to be relieved of that predicament, and then turned into two afterimages, like two black arrows, tearing through the air and shooting towards Ling Xiao.
"Divine Hell King Fist - Bull Head Split!"
A cold voice spat out from Ling Xiao's mouth.
He put on a quirky stance.
At that moment, the two afterimages suddenly stopped, and their whole bodies became stiff, as if they had been swept into their bodies by a terrible yin wind.
The whole person will be swallowed by this strange cold.
A terrifying wind howled between heaven and earth.
The two remnants desperately used various martial arts to try to protect themselves.
One person waving his palms continuously.
A long knife flickered in cold light.
The ripples generated by the True Yuan struggled in this space where the wind was raging.
"Whew!"
"Whew!"
A loud gasp sounded.
In everyone's eyes, Ling Xiao disappeared.
In its place was a giant monster.
The bull-headed man holds a huge axe in his hand.
The most terrifying thing is the breath of death that constantly bursts out of this monster's body.
"Die!"
Heavy footsteps rang out on the ground.
The minotaur, wielding a huge axe, approached the two sevenfold martial artists step by step.
The slower it was, the stronger the panic in the hearts of the two people.
With each step, the hearts of the two people trembled.
Put up a desperate struggle.
Maybe that's what these two people are doing.
They frantically swallowed the True Yuan, fighting against the terrible Yin Wind, trying to crush this gloomy space train.
However, it didn't work.
The minotaur walked up to them anyway, and the huge axe slashed between the two of them.
"Click!"
"Click!"
The two martial artists were cracked like people made of porcelain.
"Fist of the Prison King"!
Not only does it have terrifying power, but it can also use its soul power to make enemies hallucinate, and then fall into it, completely losing the power to resist.
If Ling Xiao had mastered this martial art when he was dealing with Li Xinghui, then I am afraid that Li Xinghui would have been killed in one move.
Terrible!
Even Ling Xiao felt that this "Fist of the Divine Hell King" was too terrifying.
The two sevenfold martial artists died like that, and before they could even make a move, they died in the illusion they had created.
In the dark, the warriors who followed together were terrified, and their hearts trembled uncontrollably, as if they had seen the most terrible thing since they were born.
"Ghost!"
"Demons from hell!"
"Not human!"
The screams of horror came one after another, and everyone fled, leaving only the two cold corpses, as well as Ling Xiao and Leng Mei.
"It's a pity. ”
After a long time, Ling Xiao sighed.
"What's the matter, Childe, aren't you satisfied with this power?"
Leng Mei asked suspiciously.
"Forgot something. ”
Ling Xiao smiled bitterly: "Originally, I planned to use the ghost ship remnant soul in combination with the "Fist of the Divine Hell King" to test the effect, but I forgot about it." ”
Leng Mei was speechless, what else should she do, her son really regarded the two martial arts masters in the late stage of the Seventh Martial Vein as test items.
"Forget it, let's go back, the side effects of "Fist of the Prison King" are too great, and both of my arms are completely broken. ”
Ling Xiao shook his arms that were hanging on either side of his body and said, "It's time to cultivate the Nine Turns Golden Body Technique to the highest level. ”
"Childe, the things on those two people haven't been collected yet. ”
Leng Mei reminded.
"There's no need to search, dead soldiers like them generally don't have any good things on them, I'm afraid they don't even have storage rings. ”
Ling Xiao shook his head and said.
Although he said so, for Ling Xiao, who used to be a beggar, he was still unwilling to let go of these two corpses.
Unfortunately, as he deduced, the two men did not have storage rings on them, not even money bags.
"Huh, what is this?"
Ling Xiao slapped his palm, and a flame burst into flames, burning the two corpses clean.
He used to practice "Chiyang Gong", although he basically doesn't use it now because the grade is too low, but it's still no problem to do this kind of thing.
Interestingly, when the corpse was burned clean, and even the bones were burned clean, there was a piece of black iron that was preserved.
"It's like a sword!"
Leng Mei said.
"This is obviously a foot-long piece of iron, how did it become a sword?"
Ling Xiao asked a little incomprehensibly.
"Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a swordsman of the Terrans, and his sword was a piece of iron, about a foot long. ”
Leng Mei explained: "This swordsman has always sealed his throat with a sword when he kills, so he doesn't really care what he uses, and the enemy's divine weapons don't mean much to him. ”
"That's amazing!"
Ling Xiao really had never heard of such a master.
"I also heard from a captain of the Hidden Dragon Camp, and that captain seems to be the descendant of this swordsman. ”
"Good guy, this terrifying killing intent can make people collapse in an instant!"
The moment Ling Xiao picked up the piece of iron, he saw many images of death, if it wasn't for his soul being strong enough, it would really collapse in an instant.
This thing was supposed to be wrapped in something, so that the killing intent could not be revealed, but it was burned when he burned the body just now.
"Keep it for now, and then study it slowly. ”
Thinking of this, Ling Xiao put the iron piece into the mountain and river martial spirit.
In the powerful killing intent, there is no wind and waves in the world of mountains and rivers.