Chapter 663

"Yes, elder martial brother!"

Wu sin had just lost face. Naturally, he knew that he could not be the opponent of Lingxiao. However, if he was a slave lower than him, it would be different. He must be able to kill him and regain his confidence.

"Your cultivation has surpassed this slave, but it doesn't matter. This is the cultivation control ring. If you wear him, you can only play the same cultivation strength as your opponent."

When the host saw Wu sin, he naturally recognized that he was the core disciple of the sword King clan. Although the ranking was relatively low, he did not dare to offend him easily.

In the sword King clan, the top ten core disciples are all the treasures of the clan.

is as like as two peas in Yuehua Zong.

"What do you think, elder martial brother Ling?"

Leng Hao looked at Lingxiao and asked.

"Shameless!"

Lingxiao coldly hummed: "what kind of control ring, that is to make a look, that control ring is just an ordinary jade ring, there is no meaning."

"In that case, isn't that slave in trouble? No matter how powerful he is, he can't be the opponent of Wu sin, who has achieved seven levels of cultivation. "

Although Dai Yuling doesn't have the virgin attribute of Zhao Ci, she is also kind-hearted, but kindness will not be abused.

For these slaves, she, like many normal people, was sympathetic.

"You're right, but this is the rule of the Colosseum. This arena belongs to the sword King clan. How could the sword King clan let the precious disciples of his sect be killed?"

Lingxiao said scornfully, "I have just asked Liu Cang about the goods. In these years, no core disciple has ever died in this arena, not once! Under normal circumstances, this is simply impossible. "

"I see. It's really shameless."

Leng Hao scolded.

"Shameless, still to come."

Lingxiao sneered: "that Wu sin, although his cultivation is much better than the slave, but his actual combat ability is too poor. He is just a flower growing up in the greenhouse. Later on, he will be suppressed by the slave. Hum, there will be some good things to see next."

"No, elder martial brother Ling, no matter how shameless the arena is, it will not interfere directly with the battle."

Leng Hao said in surprise.

"I'll see if it will."

Without arguing, he has seen more shameless people. In fact, such things are very common in the world.

The host backed out.

The slave's eyes suddenly changed.

Originally, there was endless grief and helplessness, but in the eyes of this time, only hatred and anger!

This hatred is obviously against Wu's crime!

No, maybe it's for the sword King clan!

Wu sin was startled by the terrible and murderous spirit emanating from the slave, and his body stepped back two steps.

"Die!"

The slave spewed out a word full of anger. His body turned into a sword light and fell on Wu sin.

He didn't mean to keep his hands!

Because he hates!

He was captured by a despicable sword on the mask, but he had a great future.

He hates it!

He hated all the people of the sword King clan and wanted to kill them all!

Slaves also used swords, just like the sky.

Although his swordsmanship is no match for Lingxiao, he is more than enough to deal with Wu's crime.

The light of the sword was too fast. Wu was so scared that he was in a mess. In a hurry, he tried his best.

Behind him, there is a dead man's shadow.

Like the king of the undead, this prisoner once dominated the Colosseum, but his record of winning in a row was longer than that of the king of undead, with a thousand games.

Finally, I was tired to death.

I didn't expect that his soul had become the soul of others.

At the moment when the death row's soul appeared, Wu sin's whole body became cold and cruel, and the panic disappeared.

This is one of the functions of the spirit of martial arts.

Bang!

The two attacks collided.

There was a huge roar. There was still burning hatred in the eyes of the slave. There was nothing else in his eyes. The only thought was revenge!

Although the two men stepped back at the same time, the slave attacked again, giving Wu sin no chance to breathe.

Wu sin's will to fight is basically given by the soul of the dead prisoner. His own soul is so fragile that he can hardly speak.

After a few hard moves, Wu sin panicked again.

And the slave side, has also called out their own soul.

That's a sword!

A broken sword!

It was when the Ling family was besieged at the beginning that he finally appeared and completely dealt with the enemy's magic sword.The reason why Shenjian gate is called Shenjian gate is because of the sword.

This sword has become the soul of martial arts!

The sky soared to his feet.

He's shaking all over!

Because the slave was wearing a mask, he could not recognize his face, but at this moment, he was able to identify the slave.

He is Ling Wuji!

Once the leader of Shenjian sect, he went to jianwangzong with Ling Yihang to participate in the four schools of martial arts.

How could he be here!

How could it be like this?

Sky shaking, not because of fear, but because he was angry, he wanted to kill!

Such anger, only when his relatives were killed!

The terrible murderous air that permeated his body made Leng Hao and others sitting beside him pale and frightened.

In the battle of beasts, the battle continues.

Ling Wuji, who released the spirit of Wu, suddenly soared in combat effectiveness.

In addition, the martial arts skills that Lingxiao brings him are absolutely suitable and classic. After a few moves, Wu's crime has been forced to retreat.

"Kill him!"

Lingxiao shouts loudly.

In fact, he didn't need to say that Ling Wuji would not let go of this person in front of him.

Because it was the people of the sword King clan that made him look like he is now. He hated the people of the sword King clan and wished that he could not be razed to the ground.

Although he may not be able to do it, there is no problem killing the person in front of him!

"When!"

Seeing that Wu sin's throat was about to be pierced by Ling Wuji's sword, the host suddenly jumped into the field and blocked the light of Ling Wuji's sword.

However, the strength of the host has reached 10% strength and half step Tianzun.

No matter how strong Ling Wuji is, no matter how talented he is, he can't be the host's opponent in the face of absolute power.

"Enough!"

The host looked at Ling Wuji coldly and said, "this battle is over!"

Perhaps this is not the first time that such a thing has happened. Most of the audience in the stands are not surprised. They just secretly scold the sword King clan for being shameless.

It's said that we should fight endlessly. Now when we see that other people's slaves occupy an advantage, we should stop. There is no such truth in the world.

But who let this be the sword city.

Who makes this arena belong to the sword King clan.

"Why!"

Ling Wuji roared angrily. He didn't seem to notice the sky in the stands. At this time, he was filled with hatred. He only wanted revenge, and he didn't care about everything else.

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