A total of 50 bloody sword awns were cut out, and the angry dragon, which was condensed by the power of life and soul, was instantly slaughtered by the sword awn!
The momentum of Dao mang is not reduced, and the path is straight to the strong one with short beard!
Whoosh, whoosh!
The sound of breaking the air, which makes people feel numb, rings out constantly.
The scene of a group of injured out of the eight strong, has fallen into a dull.
They looked at Lingxiao in disbelief. They couldn't understand how Lingxiao was trained like a fierce devil!
The short beard strong person's face is a very white, he has already his strongest move, but still can't hurt Lingxiao.
On the contrary, he was in trouble first!
"No! I can't die here!
How can I die? " The strong with short whiskers roared wildly in their hearts.
Boom boom!
The power of life and soul is like a torrent, constantly from the hands of the short bearded strong!
Under the crazy bombardment of the short bearded strong, the bloody sword awn is also less and less.
The eyes of the strong man with short beard are shining. He seems to have seen a ray of life!
But just when the last bloody sword was about to be smashed, the voice of Lingxiao suddenly rang out.
"Huangji Jiutian palm!" Lingxiao a cold drink.
The next moment, in the eyes of everyone's consternation, Lingxiao clap.
I saw the huge palm formed by the power of life and soul, covering the clouds and the sun, and enveloping the whole figure of the short beard strong man!
"No! No! I'll give you the stone tire The short bearded roar.
But at this time is too late, Lingxiao did not choose to stop!
Boom!
Palm down, the whole ground is shaking, like an earthquake in general.
I don't know how many leaves are falling from the trees nearby, which makes countless birds flee.
Bang!
The strong man with short beard was photographed on the ground, and blood was flowing from him.
The scene was silent, and a group of eight strong men, like ghosts, stared at Lingxiao with wide eyes.
No one spoke, as if to break the silence, will be fatally attacked in general.
"Ding! The host shows the nature of male god, the power of life + 5! "
"Ding! The host shows the nature of male god, the power of spirit + 5! "
"Ding! The host shows the nature of the male God and gets a small amount of pieces of soul stone! "
"Ding! The host shows the nature of male god, charm + 10! "
"Ding..."
The system prompt sound suddenly rang in Lingxiao's mind.
Lingxiao ignored this, he went directly to the body of the short beard strong.
A moment later, he found the stone foetus of sword power in his opponent's storage ring.
"It seems that this thing belongs to me." Lingxiao chuckled.
At the scene, a group of eight level strong men were silent. The battle between Lingxiao and the short bearded strong men had already shown them their fight.
If someone dares to stop at this time, it is estimated that nine out of ten will be killed by Lingxiao on the spot!
The death of the strong with short beard is a lesson like blood!
Not to mention, they are the seriously injured strong men of level 8.
Just as Lingxiao is ready to put away the stone tire, a group of seven level strong men finally arrive at the scene.
Many people see the stone fetus in Lingxiao's hands at a glance, and their faces are all showing a trace of greed.
"Boy, leave what you have and get out of here!" A strong man in a blue shirt said in a cold voice.