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Chapter 9593 Eight Great Families(1/2)

There is no need to use all your strength to deal with the big guy in front of you.

Although the opponent is a high-grade heaven-level true body, he is not an emperor.

It's not worth his full effort.

“Is it useful to have more weapons?

You humans really have enough tricks.

Unfortunately, it’s of no use.”

There are two development models for the Huang clan.

One is strength, and the other is soul power.

Not so much fancy stuff.

But they are also very strong.

"kill!"

Wo Kuoxiong roared angrily, bent his feet slightly, and then suddenly jumped up, making a terrifying sonic boom sound.

Then, the huge Zhanma Dao in his hand was chopped down.

The breath of terror filled the entire space.

At that moment, the whole audience cheered.

They all think Wo Kuoxiong can end Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao looked at this huge horse-killing sword.

You can also feel its terrifying power.

It was as if the entire arena was about to be split into two.

The knife hasn't fallen yet, but it has brought terrifying pressure.

Ling Xiao sneered.

There is a spear in his hand.

It is the spear of the saint.

The power of a hundred kinds of magical weapons is integrated into it.

The Saint's Spear exudes a terrifying light.

Then one shot after another swept across.

boom!

The terrifying sword energy was swept away directly.

The barrel of the saint's spear hit the sword.

boom!

There was another loud noise.

The aura of terror filled all directions.

Even the barrier shook.

The next moment, people saw Wo Kuoxiong flying out.

Although he finally stood firm.

But they were still shocked.

Ling Xiao actually suppressed Wo Kuoxiong.

This is simply an unimaginable thing.

"Haha, top-grade heavenly true body, terrifying power law.

The Desolate people are really talented."

Ling Xiao did not pursue.

He has already killed many geniuses from the Desolate Clan.

Not surprised either.

The Desolate Race is a race, just like the Human Race.

With so many geniuses, it’s understandable.

During this period, this was already the fourth high-grade heaven-level true form that I encountered.

The other three have all turned into dead souls.

Devoured by Ling Xiao.

These are all existences second only to the wealth of an emperor.

No wonder the Huang tribe hates Ling Xiao so much.

How can you not hate after killing so many of their geniuses?

There was fear in Wo Kuoxiong's eyes.

He is one of the top geniuses of the Desolate Clan.

Among his peers, the only one who can defeat him is the one with the qualifications of an emperor.

Now, his cultivation level is two levels higher than that of his opponent.

It can even be said that it has reached a higher level.

After all, he is the Emperor of Heaven.

The other party is the Spirit Emperor.

But now, he is suppressed.

This is simply unacceptable.

Even more scary.

"Are you scared?"

Ling Xiao sneered.

"Hmph, it's strange that I'm afraid of you!"

Wo Kuoxiong roared angrily, trying to hide his fear with his roar.

In rage.

Wo Kuoxiong launched a series of attacks.

The huge sword in his hand slashed at Ling Xiao one after another.

It seemed that he was not dealing with a person, but a giant dragon.

Every time I cut it, I was shocked.

when!

when!

boom!

boom!

In the arena, the two collided more than ten times in a row.

Wo Kuoxiong was directly blasted away.

Vomiting blood profusely.

It hit the barrier hard.

Then he fell down again.

"die!"

When Ling Xiao saw Wo Kuoxiong, it was like a wolf seeing fat.

There was excitement in his eyes.

Devouring this guy should improve you a lot.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a giant hand stretched out.

Wo Kuoxiong was captured directly.

Ling Xiao frowned and looked at that person.

It's the host.
To be continued...
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