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- "Well, I forgot to tell you. People outside can see what happens inside."
Ling Xiao touched his head and smiled.
"What!"
Fengming Junshan was dumbfounded.
Can you see inside from the outside?
Doesn¡¯t that mean that what he used his brother as a shield just now was seen by others?
"Impossible, this is the Demonic Battlefield, and the ruins gate is just a portal. How can people outside see this place."
Fengming Junshan felt that Ling Xiao was deceiving him.
"That idiot!"
Outside the gate of the ruins, Feng Mingxiao¡¯s expression was gloomy and uncertain. Fengming Junshan was really too stupid to do this.
"I, Ling Xiao, usually hate stabbings in the back the most. I originally thought that I had no grudge against you two brothers. I was only involved because of my grudge against your father, so I didn't blame you for killing you.
But after seeing what you did, I think it¡¯s better for you to die, so as not to stay and harm others.
I believe that the battle of Killing Longlin is still fresh in the memory of many people. The matter is not over yet. Destroy our Celestial Empire?
I want to see who dares to touch my people! I'll make them disappear first! "
A black sword light shot through the sky from the Dark Demonic Sword.
Sonorous!
Sparks flew everywhere, and the sound of shattering came from the void.
Fengming Junshan didn¡¯t know when he trapped himself in a bastard¡¯s shell.
That is a real tortoise shell. It looks like the hard shell of a turtle.
Fengming Junshan¡¯s entire body was shrunk in it.
The dark magic sword hit the turtle shell, leaving only shallow marks and not even a single crack.
That turtle shell should obviously be some kind of special treasure.
However, although the turtle shell is hard, it cannot completely buffer the terrifying impact of the Dark Demon Sword.
Fengming Junshan was still bleeding from his nostrils and looked a bit ferocious.
¡°It¡¯s just hiding inside the turtle shell, so many people can¡¯t see it.
At this time, Fengming Junshan knew very well that he could never be Ling Xiao's opponent, and since his brother was dead, he had no shield to use.
At this time, he shouted regardless of his face: "No matter who you are, as long as you can help me kill Ling Xiao, our Divine Phoenix Empire can give you an official rank, a reward of ten thousand gold, and various classic martial arts. Whatever you want, I can get it for you!"
At this time, in the Heavenly Demon Battlefield, although there are no longer any warriors from big forces, there are still many warriors from independent sects, as well as some small sects and warriors from small forces.
???????????????????? And this number of people actually amounts to nearly thirty people.
"Did you hear that, if you kill Ling Xiao, you will be rewarded heavily."
"What do you think? If you can become a prince in the Divine Phoenix Empire, then you won't be the most popular in the future. Isn't it just to get ahead in the world that we special girls practice like this?"
"Yes, there are endless elixirs and martial arts books."
"Wealth and glory, in one thought, there are nearly thirty of us, and Ling Xiao is alone. Are we afraid that we can't kill him?"
¡°The bold ones will be supported to death, and the timid ones will be starved to death, come on!¡±
People are greedy.
Especially these small sects, small forces, and individual warriors.
They have very scarce resources and usually have no backing. This time they finally got the opportunity to establish a relationship with the royal family of the Divine Phoenix Empire. How could they give up so easily?
Nearly thirty people, twenty-seven or eight were tempted.
Of course, some people choose to leave quietly.
No matter how many benefits there are, I am afraid that my life will be taken, but I will not take it.
Not to mention Ling Xiao¡¯s terrifying strength, let¡¯s talk about that turtle bastard Feng Ming Junshan. That guy can even push his own brother to die.
They probably won't have any good results.
So, twenty-seven murderous intentions rushed towards Ling Xiao at the same time.
Ling Xiao¡¯s face was as calm as ever, with no smile or fear. It seemed that what was rushing over was not twenty-seven people, but twenty-seven moths.
He took a deep breath and held the dark magic sword in his hand tighter.
However, before he could take action, three figures came quickly from a distance.
kill!
Cold voices came from the mouths of the three people.
Snowflakes are flying!
The plum blossoms are flying away!
The ice phoenix sings!
The emperor¡¯s sword stretches across the void!
Twenty-seven warriors turned into twenty-seven corpses in an instant.
The ones who took action were none other than Feng Ming Piaoxue, Leng Mei, Feng Ming Lian and Ji Mingkong.
"Master (gong, Brother Ling, Ling Xiao), are you okay?"
The four beauties of heaven rushed towards Ling Xiao at the same time, without even looking at the corpses on the ground.
This scene made many people outside the gate of the ruins stare stiffly.
After a long time, someone cursed jealously: "This Ling Xiao is so damn good for women.
¡°Give me any one of these four women and I will laugh out loud for the rest of my life. "
"Come on, Ling Xiao is kind to these four women, what kind of things have you done?"
"But then again, these four girls are really terrifying. Those twenty-seven warriors are not weak. They were destroyed in an instant."
"I won't provoke them anyway."
Ling Xiao turned back to look at the four girls, showing a happy smile.
Is there anything that can make people feel happier than being rescued by four such outstanding women?
"Thank you very much."
There is not much to say, and there is no need to say so much. Everything is contained in these three words.
Over there, Fengming Junshan abandoned the turtle shell and accelerated towards the distance.
"You guys wait, after you get out, I, Fengming Junshan, will definitely make you die ugly."
In the distance, the roar of Fengming Junshan came.
"It's a pity that you no longer have that chance."
Ling Xiao's figure flashed and turned into a ray of light, and in an instant he caught up with Fengming Junshan, who had been escaping for a long time.
"kill!"
Ling Xiao's sword thrust out. Since Fengming Junshan dared to threaten him, he must not let this guy leave alive.
¡°Otherwise, there will really be endless trouble.
However, at this moment, a phoenix cry came, followed by cold flames that shattered Ling Xiao's sword energy.
Then, a young man dressed in black and looking full of gloomy aura appeared there.
"It's not what a man would do to kill everyone. Ling Xiao, you have already killed Fengming Tianshan, how about leaving him alive?"
"Hai Liu, help me!"
When Fengming Junshan saw the person coming, he seemed to be grasping at straws.
He alone is no match for Ling Xiao, but if Ming Hailiu helps, the result will naturally be different.
"You're here to kill me too, right?"
Ling Xiao asked.
Ming Hailiu was stunned for a moment, then showed a ferocious smile and said, "That's right, you can go and die."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly pointed out, and the terrifying black flames actually condensed into a line, piercing the void and shooting towards Ling Xiao who was very close at hand.
"In this case, why bother talking about nonsense? Let's die together."
Ling Xiao¡¯s figure dodged and easily avoided the attack of Minghailiu, and then the dark magic sword in his hand attacked Fengming Junshan again.
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