The Holy Lord of Sword Soul Holy City sneered.

"Yeah?"

Ling Xiao chuckled: "I want to kill this idiot leader now.

Who can stop me?"

Ling Xiao's sword pierced into the body of the leader of the War King Alliance.

"Ah, no!"

It's not that the leader of the War King Alliance is not afraid of death, but because he feels that Ling Xiao doesn't dare to kill him, that's why he is so calm.

However, Ling Xiao plunged his sword into his body without hesitation.

He felt that the energy in his body was gushing out crazily.

"Let him go!"

General Bing roared.

"Do you think I will be scared if you have a loud voice? If you have the ability to come over and save him, will you just sit there and yell?"

Ling Xiao sneered disdainfully, activated his true energy, and Ni Shen absorbed the essence even more crazily.

The leader of the War King Alliance was finally sucked into a human being in an instant.

Seeing this scene, even the warriors in the divine body realm felt their hearts tremble.

This Ling Xiao is so scary.

The way of killing is also too horrific.

The undercover agents of the War Soul Alliance have already arrived at Ling Xiao's side.

Looking at this scene, I really feel extremely refreshed.

During this period, they saw too many warriors from the War Spirit Alliance being brutally killed.

Today, this bad breath can finally come out.

Kill him until the sky is dark and the earth is dark!

Kill him to death!

If Buddha stands in the way, Buddha will be killed; if God stands in the way, God will be killed!

If he didn't kill all these bastards, how could Ling Xiao face the relatives of those dead Soul Alliance warriors?

These people all died for him.

He must take revenge.

Only in this way can hatred be relieved.
Chapter completed!