"Own-created soul skills? I want to see what power it can have, come on..."

On the soul-fighting stage, Ling Mo stood calmly and calmly on the stage.

This behavior made Feng Xiaotian angry and felt as if he was greatly humiliated.

"Are you looking for death? Once my soul skill is used, even I can't control it..."

Despite being greatly humiliated, Feng Xiaotian reminded Ling Mo with kindness.

With this reminder, Ling Mo smiled with satisfaction. Originally, he wanted to kill someone and kill him.

However... seeing that he reminded himself at the last moment, let him go.

However, Ling Mo really had to take on this soul skill.

For nothing else, he just wanted to test the defense ability of the Supreme Bone.

"Stop talking nonsense! Come on..."

Without hesitation, Ling Mo shouted directly, but still did not move.

In the eyes of others, such behavior is completely a naughty young man seeking death.

At the VIP seat, some people showed happy smiles, as if they were looking forward to what would happen next.

"Kill him! Kill him..."

On the left, Saras shouted in his heart countless times to kill him.

If Ling Mo died on stage, he would definitely be the happiest one.

"Arrogant people always have to pay the price..."

Salas sarcastically.

"Is that so? It seems that Bishop Salas is very confident..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dugu Bo's voice rang.

Although he couldn't understand Ling Mo's behavior, he believed that Ling Mo would definitely deal with it.

"Although Feng Xiaotian's soul power is not as good as him,... without any defense, how could anyone take on a chain of skills at the Soul Sect level?

Originally, I really looked at Ling Mo with a high profile, but now it seems that he is just an arrogant boy.

If you think you have some strength, you can ignore everyone in the world.

How could such a person go far?”

Salas did not shy away at all and faced Dugu Bo directly.

"Any genius is arrogant, I empathize with this, but... being too arrogant is self-conceited.

In this way, not only will it not bring any benefits to yourself, but it will harm yourself.”

"I don't think it's necessarily..."

As soon as Salas finished speaking, Ning Fengzhi said directly: "It is indeed undesirable to be too arrogant, but... what if they do have this capital?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone cast strange eyes.

"Sect Master Ning, those who have cultivated to the level of you and me must be able to see the power of Feng Xiaotian's self-created soul skill?

You think that it is close to pure physical defense, unless it is at the level of you and me.

Otherwise, who can stop these thirty-six consecutive kills?"

Salas responded positively without fear at all.

In his opinion, as long as Ling Mo never takes the initiative to defend, he will undoubtedly die.

With this kind of soul skill, even if you turn on the martial soul, it will be extremely difficult to use all your strength to resist, let alone do nothing.

"If you can't do it, it doesn't mean others can't do it! After all, just because you are a waste, do you think that everyone in the world is a waste?"

Suddenly, Salas was so angry that he almost irritated.

I glanced at me and found that this sentence was actually said by Gu Rong.

This guy has no good temper. You don’t dare to vent your anger when scolding you in front of you.

Salas finally had trouble saying that, and wanted to refute it, but he didn't know how to refute it, and his face looked extremely ugly.

"Haha, that's right! After all, you are just a waste, you can't even reach the title of Douluo. What qualifications do you have to shake your lips and slap in front of us..."

Dugu Bo responded in time, and Saras was stunned with a word of confrontation. Anger seemed to surge in his heart, but he could not find the source of his venting.

"Okay! Watch the game..."

Xueye came out to save the scene in time, otherwise... these old guys would have really started fighting.

Before the little guys below started to take action, these old guys started to choke on the fire first.

When his eyes returned to the stage, Ling Mo was indifferent, and Feng Xiaotian had already accumulated strength, and it was impossible to stop at this time.

All thirty-six consecutive kills must be released, otherwise even he will be backfired.

"Since you insist on doing this, I'm not polite..."

Until now, Feng Xiaotian has completely let himself go.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you really think your soul skills hurt me? Come on..."

With a cold sentence, Feng Xiaotian was furious and began to slash thirty-six times in succession of the thirty-sixth consecutive slash of the wind demon wolf.

"Arrogant, I must pay the price today..."

With the long roar, the wind laughed at the sky and his body fell from the sky like a meteor rushing to the moon.

What's strange is that his huge body with spreading wings did not make a sound during the process of falling.

The green light was all restrained. At this time, his body and his wings fitted into a perfect angle.

A wind blade slashed down instantly, without any avoidance, came to the front.

Since Ling Mo has made up his mind to resist.

He didn't need to make up so many fancy ones, and he directly cut the Wind Blade head-on.

In an instant... the blade of wind slashed down, accompanied by a faint green light, and was infinitely gorgeous.

He slashed Ling Mo hard, and everyone present was nervous to his throat.

Only Ling Mo, the person involved, was like nothing, as if he was not standing on the stage.

Everyone looked forward to it, their eyes were as bright as torches, and they widened their eyes and did not dare to blink for a moment.

Wow...

The wind blade slashed on Ling Mo's body, making a loud sound, as if it was slashing on a piece of Nine Heavens Iron.

A spark splashed, very scary.

"This...is nothing?"

"Oh my God, he has nothing to do..."

The light faded away, and when everyone looked at it, Ling Mo was still slashing on the stage, with a smile on his face that was not at all.

To be precise, the wind blade just now was like a tickling, and even he didn't even scratch his skin.

"This is incredible, it's such a pervert..."

Everyone was shocked! Although the wind blade just now was the first, its power was not something they could ignore at will.

Ling Mo actually resisted it?

Everyone saw it really, Ling Mo didn't move just now, and didn't even blink.

"That's it? I thought it was so cruel..."

The first thing the wind blade fell, Ling Mo was unmoved and smiled jokingly.

Through this blow, he could probably judge his current defense level.

It can be said that even if Feng Xiaotian put all the thirty-six blades, he would not be able to hurt Ling Mo.

Their soul power gap is too big, and Ling Mo, who has merged with the Supreme Bone, is said to be an invincible existence at the same level.

Even the Soul Saint may not be able to hurt him.

"Don't worry, there's a second blade..."

Feng Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief after failing to make a blow, at least Ling Mo was not dead.

He didn't want to bear a life, and when he saw Ling Mo completely take it, he gradually felt relieved.

The next thirty-five blades did not hide their weaknesses.

He was very confident about his thirty-six consecutive slashes of the Wind Demon Wolf. It was not important that this first blade had no effect.

The strongest one is still behind, and the wind blade will be superimposed with the number of superimposed, which means that the second blade is twice as powerful as the first blade.

He didn't believe it, and he could not defeat Ling Mo's defense.
Chapter completed!