Chapter 1025

"How strong!"

Lingxiao couldn't help smiling. He didn't know what martial arts Meng Tong practiced, but he was certainly not weak.

Otherwise, it is impossible to break out such a strong momentum.

Of course, the stronger montone is, the happier he is!

"Come on, let me see what you've done with your best shot!"

Lingxiao didn't go forward. He stood there like the immortal god of war. Even if there were stormy waves and strong winds, he couldn't shake him.

"Be careful, young master."

Montone's moves have been condensed to the extreme.

There is no victory or defeat in momentum, but the battle can not be judged by momentum alone. The final result is the king's way.

The sound fell to the ground, and Meng Tong's drawing halberd shook. All the fighting spirit suddenly disappeared, and then it completely condensed on the gun tip.

Just now, it was so overwhelming that many soldiers could not bear the fighting spirit, which was compressed to the size of the gun tip.

How terrible it would be if it was released.

"Good!"

In the face of this shot, Lingxiao also issued his own praise, and then on the Jinwu sword, black and white continued to condense.

The sword of killing and destroying is also integrated with it.

Baizhan magic gun!

The cone of light and shadow!

Boom!

The violent sound was like thunder, which reverberated continuously under the ground. Some soldiers were suddenly knocked down by the terrible impact, and their faces were full of panic.

Terrible!

It's terrible!

They thought montone was a monster, formidable.

I didn't expect that the gentle and elegant Lingxiao is so powerful.

It's just a fight, and the noise has convinced them.

This time, even if Lingxiao lost, they also accepted.

Led by such people, their future will be bright.

The gruesome confrontation continues, but anyone with a sharp eye will find that montone has begun to retreat.

On the ground, he had trodden out a terrible crack. His legs fell into the soil, but they were still pushed backward.

"Die!"

From Lingxiao's mouth, suddenly burst out a word.

There was a shudder from everyone.

At that moment, they seemed to see the appearance of the God of killing, and the whole earth seemed to be a sea of blood.

A moment later, the roar is over!

The smell of the explosion disappeared.

Montone stood there in a daze, with a sword pointed there on his neck, and there was a blush on the tip of the sword.

"Lost! I lost! "

Meng Tong gave a bitter smile and said: "I didn't expect that the young master is so strong. Even if I exert all my skills, I'm not your opponent."

"Your weakness is that there are too few changes in your moves, but that's exactly what you're good at. It depends on who you're fighting with."

Lingxiao put away his sword with a smile, then patted Meng Tong on the shoulder and said: "ordinary people, naturally can't see your flaws, so keeping your current style may be the best instead of changing it."

He said this because he was afraid that montone would go astray if he was defeated by him after the war.

"I know, young master, this sword almost made me think I was going to die. That terrible killing sword idea is really terrible."

At this moment, Meng Tong is willing to work for Lingxiao, and is thoroughly convinced.

In the past, it was to repay kindness, but now it is sincere service. It seems that there is no difference between the two, but in fact the difference is big.

Repaying kindness will always regard yourself as an outsider and Lingxiao as a benefactor.

And sincere effect, that is to thoroughly regard Lingxiao as their own people, as brothers.

The soldiers also cast admiration and admiration to the sky.

Sixteen year olds are so powerful, which makes them feel ashamed.

"Young master, you should have become a little sword?"

"Small into the seventh floor, the distance is not far."

The cultivation of Lingxiao is progressing, the profound meaning of light and shadow is improving, and the meaning of sword is also improving.

Because of this, his combat effectiveness has always been very strong.

Unlike many martial artists who focus on improving their accomplishments, their martial arts and martial arts can't keep up.

He won't.

"The young master is really powerful. The unpredictable sword idea can be constantly improved. It really makes us feel ashamed."

Qin Huo said with a bitter smile: "although my cultivation is already Dongtian realm, but the intention of war is just an introduction, and I can't break through Xiaocheng all the time."

The meaning of sword is also a kind of war spirit. However, there are more people who use the sword, so it is listed separately. It is very difficult to understand the meaning of war and make use of it.It is said that among the 100000 warriors, 10000 can awaken their fighting spirit;

however, only one thousand of these ten thousand can solidify their fighting spirit and cultivate them to the entry level.

Among them, only a few people can promote the war spirit to Xiaocheng.

Therefore, although many people can burst out powerful momentum, but it is unconscious, not war intention, and can not be used for fighting and blessing attack and defense.

"It depends on fate. I really can't help you. This time, I have something to tell you."

Lingxiao said with a smile: "the border trial will start soon. When the time comes, I will put you under the command of Jining, the general of shenhuang empire. As long as you have enough military achievements, you can completely break away from the status of slaves!"

"Really?"

These people are still slaves, at least in the records of shenhuang empire. If you want to get rid of this identity, you can't just talk about it. You must have military merit.

So they were very excited when they heard Lingxiao's words.

"Naturally, it is true, but you should be aware that the battlefield of shenhuang empire is more dangerous than that on Tianlong land, so your strength should be improved as soon as possible. In terms of weapons and equipment, I will find a way for you. Don't worry about it."

Lingxiao reminds way.

"Don't worry, young master. We will practice hard."

Qin Huo nodded.

"Remember, your life is not only your own, but also mine. I will not allow any of you to die, so you must try your best to survive and witness the day when the Terran pilgrimage regains control of the metaphysics."

Lingxiao said in a loud voice.

"Yes

Here comes the sound of uniformity.

Lingxiao nodded with satisfaction.

The soldiers are not the same. They have good discipline. They will complete the tasks assigned by themselves perfectly. This makes him very relieved.

"Keep practicing, and I won't disturb you!"

Taking advantage of the night, Lingxiao left the mysterious house.

Just as the Tathagata is, like ghosts, it is silent.

Shadow step with Shadow Armor, unless you are a martial artist with much better cultivation than him, otherwise, it will be difficult to find him.

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