Chapter 837

"Shit, I said you two fight. Can you not destroy the protective wall and kill some of our old things?"

A senior referee was so angry that his teeth itched, but his face looked excited.

Although the fighting of these little dolls was nothing in his eyes, it was totally different to have such a terrible attack at this age.

To tell you the truth, although tired, he was glad to see such an outstanding young hero on the land of Tianlong.

Ji Mingkong stopped and looked at the broken protective wall. The expression on his face was not very good-looking.

Although at her speed, it's almost impossible for an attack like Lingxiao to attack her.

But the problem is, such a powerful attack power, once really hit her, even with her defense, it will still be injured.

With a cold hum, Ji Mingkong's momentum suddenly soared. On the body of the sword, Tian Yuan's strength is stronger and stronger.

But in an instant, her pupils contracted abruptly.

Because Lingxiao suddenly appeared in front of her, only inches away from him.

"Asshole, it's a split!"

All the body parts of Lingxiao are physical, because each sword soul body is made by using the sword as the foundation, cooperating with the soul power, and "the secret of transforming shadow sword".

Because it is an entity, it is difficult to distinguish, let alone the ordinary naked eye is difficult to identify, even the kind of magic eye without damage can not see through.

This is the horror of physical separation.

As long as the body does not hand, from the surface, there is no difference with the noumenon.

"Ah!"

In the audience, several senior officials of tianwangmen stood up involuntarily for fear that Ji Mingkong would suffer losses.

However, Ji Mingkong's performance was better than they expected.

When the sword shook in his hand, he actually drew a series of rings. These rings were extremely sharp, and there were tough Tianyuan walls in the middle, which were equivalent to the thickness of Tianyuan force.

It is almost impossible for Lingxiao to pierce all the walls of Tianyuan in an instant without being hurt.

While using the moves, Ji Mingkong quickly retreats. She knows that she is now suppressed. She must get rid of the attack from Lingxiao before she can fight back.

However, Lingxiao is like a fierce barbarian who is not afraid of death. In the face of the sharp ring of Taoism, it is totally indifferent and directly rushes in.

On the wings of the golden dragon, the light of black and gold appeared. His speed has actually increased a little.

The ring was all smashed, although it eased the attack of Lingxiao, it didn't leave a trace on Lingxiao's body.

"Almost forget, this boy's defense is more terrible than that dragon Chen."

On the grandstand, a warrior slapped on the forehead and suddenly thought of something.

And Ji Mingkong also aware of this, so his face showed a little surprised expression.

"No matter how strong your defense is, it doesn't make any sense under the sword of this palace!"

Ji Ming air cold hum, just ready to carry the sword counterattack, while the speed of Lingxiao slow down to find the advantage.

However, at this time, a sense of cold came from behind her back. The cold feeling penetrated into her skin, which made her shiver.

Did not look back, because Ji Mingkong knew it was too late.

She didn't think that Lingxiao could be separated by sword soul once, twice or three times!

In the sky behind Ji Mingkong, the power of the purple electric sword has reached the extreme. The terrifying Tianyuan power is boiling and shaking like boiling water.

Then, the fierce sword knot firmly stabbed Ji Mingkong's back heart.

In addition to the cultivation that did not break out of heaven and human realm, Lingxiao can be regarded as exerting the power of this sword to the utmost.

After a sword was stabbed out, there was a loud sonic boom in the air. Many of the warriors who were close to the Biwu stage were deaf for a moment.

"The second formula of transforming shadow sword: the raging sea, the surging waves and thousands of layers!"

Lingxiao's heart burst out a roar, the power of the purple sword soared again, and the whole body's Tianyuan power turned into a rough sea and rushed to Ji Mingkong in general.

And then in the eyes of all people, one after another, the fierce waves hit Ji Mingkong's back.

Ji Mingkong has no chance to escape.

The power of madness flew her like a crumb, like a flower trampled by a wild bison.

Fragile, pathetic!

After a long sigh of relief, Lingxiao takes back the purple electric sword. The other two sword spirits are all attributed to each other and are integrated into Lingxiao's noumenon.

Boom!

The attack continues.

The most terrible part of Lingxiao's second formula of shadow sword lies in its continuous and strong attack.

The attack will not stop.

Even if you block the first wave of attack, but also bear the next attack, ordinary people simply can't do it.Although Ji Mingkong is not ordinary, he is still thrown out by this continuous attack and is about to fall off the competition platform.

"What! Did the son fail? "

Countless people looked at Ji Mingkong, who was constantly throwing away and falling towards the competition platform. Their faces were full of shock and disbelief.

This is the son!

The first of the six princes of the holy pilgrimage!

Is the person who is considered to be the most likely to get the status of "chosen son of heaven" be defeated so easily?

But familiar with Ji Mingkong's expression is very indifferent.

If Ji Mingkong loses so easily, she is not worthy to be the son of the holy pilgrimage, and even less worthy to be the head of the sixth Prince of the holy court.

Everyone's eyes are looking at biwutai. Ji Mingkong's throwing speed has obviously decreased, which shows that she has gradually disintegrated the attack of Lingxiao.

But even so, the shame of being hit by the sky makes many people's faces in tianwangmen not very good-looking.

Their disdain for Lingxiao seems to become a strong satire on Ji Mingkong.

"Well, it's good to attack, little one."

The referee snorted coldly. He was a little complicated about the mood of Lingxiao.

"Yes, it's a pity that although the attack is strong, it's still not powerful enough. With this kind of attack, it won't cause too serious damage to the son. The second level of Tianji sword's" Wukong skill "is really not simple."

Another referee stroked his beard and sighed.

"Yes, the son is worthy of being a saint. He is rare at this age. I'm afraid he is the closest to Yu xuanyue. It seems that tianwangmen and Shengchao have done their best to cultivate her these years."

Another referee nodded: "Lingxiao just that hit should be the strongest hit, if his skills stop here, I'm afraid he will lose to the son!"

"That's not true. The boy seems to have known that his move can't work. He's just testing. You can see his expression. If he's not pretending, there must be something hidden."

"But what kind of hidden means can achieve such an effect that even the chief judge can't see it?"

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