Chapter 1545： Wang can't be humiliated

"Oh? Young Master, did you agree? If I can win, you will be my Lolodar's man?"

Luoluodar put his hands on his shoulders and carried the tyrant sword.

Even though Ling Xiao was tall and slender, in front of her, he was still a head short.

At this time, her posture was like that of a king overlooking his subjects, arrogant and arrogant.

"What if I win?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were calm, without a trace of turbulence.

"If you win, I will immediately return to the extreme north, and the barbarians will not be born again."

Lorodar smiled confidently, she would not lose.

Because of her savage body, she has the power to compete with the Supreme.

Even if Ling Xiao caught her tyrannical sword with one hand just now, it's not enough.

"No, if I win, you will be my slave."

only!

Surprisingly, Ling Xiao shook his head and said a condition that shocked everyone.

"What? To be your slave?!"

The faces of the barbarian powerhouses were stunned, and anger flashed in their eyes.

How can the dignified king of the barbarians be the servants of others?

Although the Primordial Ling Clan is a terrifying existence comparable to the World Lord Hall, this condition still seems excessive.

The king cannot be humiliated!

"Cuckold, interesting."

However, at this time, Luoluodar nodded, "I promise you."

That's right, she can't lose.

"King!"

Old Taidami of the big clan hesitated, although he knew about the terrifying bloodline of Lorodar.

It's just that this descendant of the Ling family in front of him gave him an extremely strange feeling.

Seeing him is like looking at a deep space, unpredictable and unpredictable.

"As expected of the new king of the barbarians, I like this character."

Ling Xiao nodded lightly, and in the next moment, he stretched out his palm directly, pressing down on the world.

He could feel that Luoluodar's body was extremely terrifying.

But no matter how terrifying, how can it be compared with him?

Today's Ling Xiao is not to kill this girl, but to deter her.

With Luoluodar's temperament, if you want her to surrender, you must completely subdue her!

Use the way she is best at crushing and slapping her, why worry about her disobedience?

The vast spiritual power rushes through the world, and a scalp-numbing general trend rushes down.

The breath of the fifth-grade holy realm immediately changed the expressions of many strong people.

Even Gu Chaoci's beautiful eyes flashed with surprise.

In just a few months, this young man's realm has surpassed his own.

You know, even if she and Ling Xiao met, only three years had passed.

And in the past three years, he has been pushed all the way from a delusional person, and stepped into the holy realm!

Although the identity of a demon is doomed to Ling Xiao's extraordinaryness.

But this speed is still too scary.

It is hard to imagine that in another ten years, who else will Qingcang be his rival?

In another hundred years, who will be able to fight against him in the entire nine days?

"Sacred realm five products?"

Luoluodar's pretty face froze for a moment, obviously a little surprised.

It was just this surprise that was quickly replaced by a strong fighting spirit.

"As expected of my man, he is strong...big!"

When the words fell, Lorodar slashed out with a knife, and the sword was like a dragon, tearing the world apart.

"clang!"

The sound of the collision of gold and iron resounded, the world crumbled, and ripples spread everywhere.

What frightened everyone was that Luoluodar, who had the upper hand in the fight against Gu Chaoci, was directly knocked back by Ling Xiao's palm, and flew out together with the tyrannical sword in his hand.

This scene was so shocking that people couldn't help but exclaim.

You must know that although Luoluodar is a contemporary person, what she inherited is the power of the ancient barbarian gods.

The chosen person, the fusion of divine power.

To put it bluntly, even those so-called ancient freaks are simply not comparable to her.

But, after taking advantage of the power of the tyrannical sword, she was actually defeated by the empty-handed Ling Xiao?

"So strong?!"

Luoluodar's figure fell to the ground, only feeling that his entire arm was about to collapse, and before he knew it, blood stains appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"If you only have this strength, you should take the initiative to kneel down and surrender."

Ling Xiao's tone was calm and he stood with his hands behind his back.

There are not many people who can be under his punch without breaking the flesh.

But he knew that Lorodar in front of him had yet to reveal his true trump card.

At the very least, the power of the Barbarian God's hegemony body has not yet been exerted!

"Kneel down and surrender? Ling Xiao, you are domineering!"

Luoluodar grinned, not only was he not annoyed, but his eyes looking at Ling Xiao became more and more fiery.

On weekdays in the extreme north, all young barbarian people see her with a submissive and anxious look, not like a man at all.

Even Puda, the arrogant barbarian, did not dare to disobey her in the slightest.

On the contrary, this young man who looked thin and frail gave her a different feeling.

That kind of domineering, direct and irrefutable, almost filled her heart.

"Okay! Then let's skip some previous battles and go straight to the topic."

"Ba Dao, Tian Man Song."

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by a humming sound, the black tyrant sword in Lorodar's hand suddenly lit up with thousands of savage patterns, winding and flowing like a living thing.

At this time, Ling Xiao could feel that the knife... seemed to have vitality.

The sky-shattering momentum, with a fluctuation visible to the naked eye, centered on Lorodar, rushed in all directions.

I saw her jumping up, holding a knife in both hands, and slashing down in anger.

"Boom."

The sound of thunder rang out, and the heavens and the earth opened.

At this time, everyone only saw that above the void, a savage shadow suddenly descended.

It was a tall and majestic figure, covered in battle armor.

The momentum is like a rainbow, suppressing the world.

Seeing him is like seeing the ancient **** of war, pushing everything horizontally.

Nine days and ten places, war songs began to reverberate, such as Huang Zhong Dalu, shocking people's hearts.

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, looked up at the terrifying figure, and watched him wave his hand as well, slashing down a thousand-zhang sword.

The entire Xuanyuan Emperor Palace trembled and was about to shatter.

However, there was no panic on Ling Xiao's face, and he stepped forward, facing the sword.

Then!

It was still a simple punch, and it seemed insignificant under the sword stance.

Only some powerful souls seemed to feel a wisp of ethereal power spreading out from under the fist print.

"boom!"

The moment the two offensives collided, it was like a meteor falling from the sky, annihilating everything.

The surrounding imperial palaces and temples were directly shattered by Lingwei and collapsed.

The silhouettes of Ling Xiao and Luoluodar were frozen in the air, the fists and knives touched, and the divine might splashed.

Heaven and earth are silent!

There was a hint of panic in everyone's eyes, and they wanted to know who had the upper hand in this collision.

At this moment, a pitch-black crack suddenly appeared on the face of the savage shadow standing in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Baizhang's figure shattered!

And Lorodar flew out upside down, blood splattered from his mouth, obviously suffering a serious injury!

"How can it be…"

A group of barbarian powerhouses muttered to themselves in a daze, with a dull look.

They couldn't figure out why the king who was like a **** in their eyes would lose?