Originally, this kind of thing would not lead to death, but Ling Xiao wanted to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.

It must be dealt with seriously.

Otherwise, other holy cities will take action against his Fighting Soul Alliance.

"Are you the Great Holy Lord Ling Xiao of the Fighting Soul Alliance?"

The Poison Fire Holy Lord looked at Ling Xiao indifferently.

Ling Xiao's reputation has been booming recently, and to be honest, he is very unhappy.

The Holy City of War Spirits currently ranks at the bottom.

It's not worth mentioning at all in his eyes.

But everyone seems to be afraid, and he doesn't understand.

Is it necessary to be afraid of such a brat?

"That's right!"

Ling Xiao said calmly.

"Okay, it's fine if it's you. The little Holy City of Fighting Spirits actually tries to occupy the Holy City of Divine Martial Arts.

I was practicing in seclusion before and had no time to talk to you, but now"

The Poison Fire Holy Lord has not finished speaking.

Because Zhao Fengyun has already taken action.

With just one shot, the Poison Fire Holy Lord's Dantian was pierced.

"You! How dare you kill me!"

Holy Lord Poison Fire was horrified. Holy Lord Chiyang told him clearly that these people did not dare to be cruel today.

"So what if I kill you? Kill everyone in the Poison Fire Holy City!"

Ling Xiao said coldly.

"yes!"

Zhao Fengyun took the order and rushed into the crowd.

This time in the Holy City of Poison Fire, there were about a thousand contestants and spectators in total.

In an instant, everything turned into corpses.

Seeing countless people around were horrified.

Lingxiao rose into the sky, looked down at the crowd coldly and said: "I fight against the Great Holy Master of the Soul Alliance.

Whoever dares to insult my fellow members of the Soul Alliance will die!

The Poison Fire Holy City is your fate."

"Haha, the Great Holy Lord of the Fighting Soul Alliance is so majestic. On such an occasion, he actually dares to kill people randomly?"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.

Ling Xiao noticed the direction of Shenwu Holy City.

A group of people rose into the sky.

The first person looked somewhat similar to Lu Minghao.

Lu Minghao, belongs to the Holy Sword City.

One of the ten holy cities.

His father is the Holy Lord of the Holy Sword City.

Ling Xiao could feel that the cultivation level of this Divine Sword Master was probably no worse than that of Zhao Fengyun.
Chapter completed!