Behind the sky, a black figure, gradually forming, that figure, like the devil, looks cold and cruel.
The sword in the hand, with the formation of this figure, the breath becomes more and more fierce.
"Lingxiao, today I will tell you who is qualified to be the close disciple of the leader, and who is the real genius!"
The terrible wind howled louder and louder.
The rotation speed of Yinshan seems to have reached a certain extreme.
"Die!"
The voice is full of incomparable bitterness and indifference.
Yinshan has already discussed with the first one.
Today, we will take Lingxiao's life in this contest.
Even if the cult leader pursues it later, he will certainly not kill him for the sake of a dead man.
After all, the leader is interested in the qualifications of Lingxiao, not that person.
If Lingxiao is killed by him, it proves that Lingxiao is not as good as him. What reason does the leader have to avenge Lingxiao?
"Yinshan desperate storm!"
With the sound of cold drink in the mouth of Yinshan Mountain.
With his body rapidly spinning close to the sky, the huge terrifying tornado has almost occupied the range of tens of meters in diameter.
Where he passed, there was no grass, and the ground was cut in a mess.
Then, people can see that the terrible storm will completely wrap the sky.
Smoke and dust filled the sky and the wind howled.
Everyone can't see what's going on.
The terrible storm turned the ground out of a big pit with a depth of 3-4 meters.
Most of the onlookers swallowed a mouthful.
Such a terrible attack, not to mention Lingxiao, even if a warrior with stronger cultivation than Yinshan is hit, he will be seriously injured even if he is not dead?
People watched nervously at the fading storm.
You can't see any figures or even feel the breath of human beings. Only the fury of strength is roaring wildly.
As if the sky has been in this attack, into powder.
The rotation of Yinshan finally stopped.
The huge axe held the ground, and a tired expression appeared on his face.
Sweat trickled down from his forehead.
Obviously, this blow, for his consumption, is also great.
But he doesn't care. As long as he can kill the sky, he won't care about anything else.
The storm is his strongest move.
It belongs to xianpin yichongtianhuajing fire.
Just before, he had used this recruit to kill a warrior who had become a warrior in the later stage of the eleven layers of hell in the Yin and Yang realms of the royal family of Chen.
So he is absolutely confident, even if Lingxiao can skip the challenge.
After all, his accomplishments are only the peak of ten levels of hell. How can he survive under his move?
Thought of here, although tired, but his face still showed an excited expression.
As Yinshan stops turning.
And the storm was soon over.
Countless people's eyes were focused on the location of the storm's core.
Because they want to know whether the young hero Ling Xiao, who has become famous recently, is really so powerful.
Is it really able to compete with a strong man like Yinshan.
"Boom
The storm suddenly dissipated.
It's not like it's natural, it's like it's being smashed directly.
A sword was raised high.
Point to the sky.
The sharp sword spirit blocked all the storms outside.
Just now.
Lingxiao exerts the skill of celestial realm, shadow sword and devil.
But it's not for attack, it's for defense.
He made it.
Shadow sword demon not only blocked the attack of Yin Mountain, but also tore the terrible storm completely.
At the core of the storm, the whole body was shining with purple lightning, standing haughtily with a faint sneer in his mouth.
And no one noticed the gate of hell in the sky.
It was the moment the door of hell opened on the eleventh floor.
It's just because of the impact of the big storm, it's ignored by many people.
Yes, Lingxiao has broken through again.
Thanks to the fierce blow of Yinshan.
If it wasn't strong enough, Lingxiao would never have broken through.
Now his cultivation has basically recovered to the level achieved by the war with Chen cangxiong.
A turn of yin and Yang, 11 layers of hell in the early stage.
This cultivation, if you let him display all the cards, then even if he is the top of the 11th level, he can also defeat.
Of course, it's very troublesome to deal with the martial arts practitioners in the early stage of the twelfth floor hell.
But as long as the soul of the butterfly and the bloody mouse demon double upgrade, it can still be defeated.However, Lingxiao didn't want to use the bloody mouse devil easily. The retrogression of cultivation made him headache.
It's better to use this move when you can't.
See Lingxiao unexpectedly safe and sound, in addition to some messy clothes, there is no sign of injury.
Yin Shan's eyes were full of unbelievable eyes.
And he has a feeling that the sky in front of him at this moment is stronger than before.
Even he couldn't fight at all.
"Is it fun?"
Lingxiao slightly raised his head and looked at Yinshan with a faint smile, and asked a question lightly.
Fun?
Is this guy making fun of my hard work?
Damn it!
Yinshan tightly held the axe in his hand, and his anger was constantly condensed in his body again.
But at this moment, he did not have the impulse to attack.
Because he was acutely aware of the strength of Lingxiao, how powerful.
"You've had a good time. Next, it's my turn."
The cultivation just broke through. Lingxiao is trying to find an opponent to have a good try.
The feeling of recovering from cultivation is really cool.
"What do you say?"
Yinshan has not yet understood what Lingxiao means. Suddenly, in the pupil, the body wrapped by purple lightning suddenly approaches.
Back!
Yinshan made a wise choice, facing the sky, and then exerting the Yin wind, he quickly retreated.
However, no matter how wise the choice is, it can not change the fact that the strength of Lingxiao is far beyond his at this moment.
The strength of the sky, the speed also increased.
Although Yinshan had retreated ahead of time, it was only two meters away that the sword tip in Lingxiao's hand had touched his lapel.
At that moment, he felt a kind of creepiness that had never been seen before.
He waved a huge axe to block the sword in the sky.
"Don't be so afraid. I won't kill you. I want to have a good time."
Lingxiao that indifferent voice, in the Yinshan ear ring.
It gave him even greater fear.
At this time, he did not want to continue to fight back, put away the axe, his body has become more flexible.
At the foot of the wind, he turned again, quickly out of the sky, and suddenly to the side to hide.
In the past, when performing this kind of stunt, even the red witch had no way to take him.
He doesn't believe that Lingxiao can keep up with him.
This confidence, however, lasted only a moment.
Because he found that he moved right, and moved a full four or five meters.
But the tip of the sword was still against him.
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