Chapter 1755 (1/2)

Night Terran masters use their soul power to shield the wind.

Try to stop the attack of Lingxiao.

”It's no use. Your soul power is not as good as mine. Your defense is not worth mentioning in front of me.”

Boom!

The roar of terror came from the dense forest, and the terrible black sword light seemed to split the whole forest, tearing the wind shield as easily as paper.

Finally, he stabbed the Terran master directly that night.

Ah!

Night Terran master sent out a shrill scream, the soul sea was unexpectedly Lingxiao this sword stabbed burst.

The bursting of the sea of souls means that the man is completely reduced to a walking corpse, and his eyes full of war will become dull in an instant.

Obviously, the night clan killed by Lingxiao is a leader.

At least he should be the leader of this sneak attack team.

His death instilled a great fear into the ranks of the night Terrans.

You know, this person's terrifying power ranks in the top ten of the night people's nation, and is so easily killed.

Can they not be afraid?

A strange sound, like the sound of a hawk, came from the ground, and the night people who were hiding in the jungle fled.

Obviously, the death of the leader made them feel fear and the strength of their opponents.

It's no good knowing you're going to stand on.

The stronger the soul power is, the stronger the fear will be.

Magic sword and Prince Wu both take a look at Lingxiao intentionally or unintentionally.

Obviously, they were shocked by the fighting style of Lingxiao.

The only way to fight with soul power is the soul clan or night people.

What is the origin of Lingxiao?

”Well, no matter what your origin is, if you dare to rob me, there is only one way to die.”

The magic sword snorted coldly and said in his heart.

Prince Wu is looking at Lingxiao as if thinking.

Lingxiao's identity is the emperor of the Chinese Empire, which he knows. His growth path is simply an amazing legend.

It would be a great honor to be able to win over and serve the royal family.

Lingxiao doesn't know what these two people think. What he cares about is whether there is anything wrong with the eight people he brings.

Both Mo Yu and Zhu shaocong were injured, but the injuries were not serious.

And this kind of injury is also the best way to hone their fighting ability.

If they are completely protected because they are afraid of death, it is not to help them, but to harm them.

If you look at other warriors, it's really miserable.

Of the 200 or so warriors, there are only 150 left.

I'm afraid many warriors have already regretted entering this underground world. After all, there is no treasure, but there are countless deaths and injuries. It's really depressing.

There was no danger for the time being, but the people did not dare to stay. They threw down the bodies and sped away.

The wounded warrior also tried to follow, for fear that he would be left behind.

After all, these people are not from the same family, and some of them even don't know each other at all. Who will sympathize with whom?

If you are a useful fighting force, others may help you. When you become a burden, the fool will care about your life and death.

”Damn it, I don't know when to go. I haven't even met a fart for such a long time.”

In the crowd, some of them complained.