Chapter Ninety-Seven: The play is very good, I can just watch it
Many young teenagers, seeing that the spirit master was deceived by Ma Rusoul, clenched their palms tightly, their cheeks flushed, and felt that she was stupid, she was definitely deceived, two or three of them were stronger, and wanted to go up to the hero to save the beauty, so they immediately hugged their fists and said: "Girl, do you know who this person is in front of you?" "This person is Ma Rusoul, the master of the soul turntable." β
The Spirit Master didn't want to hear what they said, and after saying that, Ma Ru Soul might be furious and wanted to kill him directly, so he immediately smiled and groaned: "I know that my master is a great hero, I worship him as a teacher, I am very happy, you guys go quickly." β
A man's cheeks flushed: "He's also a big hero? β
Ma Ru Soul listened to the spirit master put on a high hat for himself, the smile on his face was very rich, and when he heard someone laughing at him, the soul power poured into that person's mind like a storm, and the person's Yuan Shen was directly shocked, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips, and his eyes shook greatly, and he was easily killed by Ma Ru Soul's powerful soul power.
The spiritual master was very uncomfortable, and this man died to save himself, and said in a low voice, "Master, let's go." β
Lift that person up and find a place to bury it, Ma Ru Soul watched quietly, the girl in front of her was very naΓ―ve, this is the best, it seems that as long as she cultivates her own exercises, her strength will definitely increase greatly.
There was a powerful energy surging in the mountains and forests ahead, Ma Rusoul's eyes showed joy, and the gray mist wrapped the spirit master, shuttling along the woods, and in a blink of an eye, he saw more than a dozen figures fighting fiercely. There were a lot of corpses on the ground, and there was blood all over the ground, and the Spirit Master looked at the stumps and severed arms on the ground, and was about to vomit: "Master, what are these people doing?"
Ma Ru Soul pointed to the white light in mid-air: "Obviously, they are fighting for a spiritual weapon. β
The Spirit Master's eyes rolled and he said with a smile: "If the master makes a move, he will definitely get this soldier." β
Ma Rusoul said proudly: "Go in for the teacher, who can be the opponent of the teacher?"
These days, breaking through the Xuanhuang Realm, a wave of arrogance arises spontaneously, and few people are his opponents, that is because he has not met the strong, and he does not make a move at all when he meets the strong, so he is invincible.
A soldier is worth a fortune, no wonder these warriors are crazy and don't care about their own life or death.
But many people are still sensible, and they don't blindly fight and snatch, they just watch coldly from the side.
Leng Ziao was also snatching the soldiers, his eyes were blazing, he didn't even care about life and death, he was covered in blood, his long black hair covered his cheeks, and his eyeballs were bloodshot, the reason why he had so much perseverance was because he felt that only by winning the soldiers could he defeat Ye Linfeng, otherwise it would be impossible for him to be his opponent.
When the Lingsan saw him, his face was full of smiles, and he saw Jiang Shanglong at the foot of the mountain, his face was very pale, his expression was very cold and arrogant, he could indeed be proud, just now he defeated the top genius of Tianxuanmen, Tie Zhongnan, the whole person has reached the peak, he feels that he may be invincible among the younger generation. This is self-confidence, self-confidence comes from strength, the strength of defeating geniuses, and the confidence of defeating geniuses will naturally burst.
He broke through the Xuanhuang Realm only a piece of paper away, as long as this piece of paper was torn, he would become a strong man, as for Ye Linfeng, who won his luck, he could crush it with one hand, how could it be his opponent. He sneered and looked at Leng Ziao, even if you win the soldiers, you will make a wedding dress for me, but it is just a waste of time.
When the Spirit Master saw the coldness on Jiang Shanglong's face, how could he not know his thoughts, he was really a ruthless person.
Leng Ziao killed the two with two swords, ignoring the injuries on his body at all, and grabbed the soldier in his hand, a faint chill quickly spread from the soldier, a faint layer of ice appeared on his palm, and his whole body seemed to be frozen, the soldier and his attributes were exactly the same, wisps of coolness spread throughout his body, and the injuries on his body seemed to be much better.
Those people came with red eyes, and the majestic energy surged like a storm, and the sword qi, sword qi, and fist strength swept in. Leng Ziao's soldiers waved, the frost paved the surface, and the ice swept away, and those people only felt that the blood in their bodies was about to freeze, and they were wrapped in layers of ice, and then the ice exploded, and they were directly killed. Leng Ziao looked up to the sky at this time and roared, having the courage to fight with the powerhouses of the Xuanhuang Realm, and roared angrily: "Whoever comes over will die." β
Jiang Shanglong walked over with a smile on his face: "Senior Brother Leng, congratulations on getting the soldiers." β
Leng Ziao smiled: "Thank you." β
The Spirit Master shouted, "Leng Ziao is careful of Jiang Shanglong. β
Leng Ziao suddenly fell back, his sharp energy swept across his cheeks, and he saw Jiang Shanglong's fist smashing out angrily, mixed with a roar, and a beast-like phantom appeared. If it weren't for the birth reminder of the spiritual master, I was afraid that he would have been seriously injured by Jiang Shanglong, but I didn't expect him to be so despicable and shameless, he was a fellow disciple, he actually attacked me, and said angrily: "You are really embarrassed." β
Jiang Shanglong looked at the Lingshangren coldly, did not speak, and said arrogantly to Leng Zi: "Give me the soldiers." β
Leng Ziao sneered: "Is it up to you?"
Jiang Shanglong snorted coldly: "You want to die, I will fulfill you! Originally, I didn't want to kill you, you were looking for death yourself." β
If Leng Ziao was not injured, Jiang Shanglong would still be a little jealous, but now Leng Ziao is too seriously injured to be his opponent, since he is so ignorant, it is necessary for him to teach him to be a man now. As for the fellow disciples, they are not worth a penny in his eyes, they are all useless things, they just need to become stronger.
Leng Ziao's bloodshot eyes burned with flames, only by killing Jiang Shanglong could he defeat Ye Linfeng, if even Jiang Shanglong couldn't defeat him, it would be a joke to defeat Ye Linfeng.
The cold aura was permeating, and the soldier pointed at Jiang Shanglong: "If I don't defeat you, I will definitely not be Ye Linfeng's opponent, as long as I kill you, I will be qualified to fight Ye Linfeng." β
Jiang Shanglong laughed wildly: "Ye Linfeng may be my opponent? Kill you, I'm going to kill him, from now on, I will be a real genius in Xingyinmen, and I will become the top person standing in Xingyinmen." β
As if he had lost his mind, he laughed maniacally, his clothes bulged, and his black hair was windless.
The Spirit Master blinked his eyes and looked cute, pulled Ma Rusoul's sleeve, and said aggrievedly: "Master, can you stop them and give me the soldiers?"
Ma Rusoul grinned, revealing his hideous gray cheeks: "The play is very good-looking, let's just watch it." β
The spiritual master had no choice but to find a stone to sit down, and if he escaped now, he didn't know if there was a chance.
sighed inwardly: "Leng Ziao and Jiang Shanglong must have one to die, although she hates the two of them, but she doesn't want the two of them to kill each other." β