"Oh? Master, do you agree? If I can win, will you be my Lolodar's man?"
Lolodar put his hands on his shoulders, holding the sword.
Even though Ling Xiao had a slender figure, he was still a head shorter in front of her.
At this moment, her posture was like that of a king looking down on his ministers, arrogant and arrogant.
"What if I win?"
Ling Xiao's eyes were calm, without a trace of disturbance.
"If you win, I will immediately retreat to the far north, and the barbarians will never be born again."
Lolodar smiled confidently, she would not lose.
Because of her Barbarian God's hegemonic body, she has the power to compete with the Supreme.
Even though Ling Xiao had just caught her sword with one hand, it was... far from enough.
"No, if I win, you will be my slave."
only!!
What was surprising was that Ling Xiao shook his head and made a condition that shocked everyone.
"What? Be your slave?!"
The faces of all the powerful barbarians were stunned, with anger flashing in their eyes.
How can the majestic king of the barbarians be someone else's slave?
Although the Taikoo Ling Clan is a terrifying existence comparable to the Realm Lord Palace, this condition still seems extremely excessive.
The king cannot be humiliated!!
"Grrrr, interesting."
However, Lolodar nodded at this time, "I promise you."
That's right, she can't lose.
"king!!"
Tedami, the rich man, hesitated to speak, even though he knew Lolodar's terrifying bloodline.
But the descendant of the Ling clan in front of him gave him an extremely strange feeling.
Seeing him was like looking into a deep space, unpredictable and impossible to fathom.
"As expected of the new king of the barbarians, I like this character."
Ling Xiao nodded slightly, and in the next moment, he stretched out a palm and pressed down on the world.
He could feel that Lolodar's body was extremely terrifying.
But no matter how terrifying it is, how can it be compared to him?
Ling Xiao today was not to kill this girl, but to shock her.
With Lolodar's temperament, if he wants her to surrender, he must completely...subdue her!
Use her best method to crush and slap her. Why worry about her disobedience?
Vast spiritual power surged across the heaven and earth, and a scalp-numbing trend surged down.
The aura of the fifth level of the Holy Realm immediately caused many strong men to change their expressions.
Even Gu Chaoci had a flash of surprise in his beautiful eyes.
In just a few months, this young man's realm has surpassed his own.
You know, even if she met Ling Xiao, only three years had passed.
And in these three years, he actually went from being a delusional person to stepping into the holy realm!
Although his identity as a demon destined Ling Xiao to be extraordinary.
But this speed is still too scary.
It is unimaginable that in another ten years, who else will Qing Cang be his rival?
In another hundred years, who in the entire Nine Heavens can fight with him?
"Fifth level of Holy Realm?"
Lolodar's pretty face was stunned, obviously a little surprised.
But this surprise was quickly replaced by a strong fighting spirit.
"As expected of my man, he is so strong!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lolodar slashed out with his sword. The sword was as powerful as a dragon, tearing apart the world.
"clang!!"
The sound of the collision of gold and iron resounded loudly, the heaven and earth shattered, and ripples spread everywhere.
What frightened everyone was that Luo Luodar, who had the upper hand in every fight with Gu Chaoci, was directly knocked back by Ling Xiao's palm, and flew out together with the sword in his hand.
This scene was so shocking that people couldn't help but exclaim.
You must know that although Lolodar is a contemporary person, what she inherited is the power of the ancient barbarian gods.
The chosen one, integrated with divine power.
To put it bluntly, even those so-called ancient freaks cannot compare with her.
But, after taking advantage of the power of the tyrant sword, she was defeated by the empty-handed Ling Xiao?
"So strong?!"
Lolodar's figure fell to the ground, and he felt that his whole arm seemed to be broken. Unknowingly, there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth.
"If you only have this little strength, you'd better kneel down and surrender."
Ling Xiao's tone was calm and he stood with his hands behind his back.
Looking at Qing Cang, there are only a few people who can survive his punch without having their bodies shattered.
But he knew clearly that Lolodar in front of him had not yet revealed his true trump card.
At the very least, the power of the Barbarian God's hegemonic body has not yet been unleashed!
"Kneel down and surrender? Ling Xiao, you are domineering!"
Lolodar grinned. Not only was he not annoyed, his eyes towards Ling Xiao became even more intense.
On weekdays in the Far North, when all the barbarian youths saw her, they looked submissive and fearful, not like a man at all.
Even Puda, the second arrogant of the barbarians, did not dare to show any disobedience to her.
On the contrary, this young man who looked thin gave her a different feeling.
That kind of overbearing force that was so direct and irrefutable almost filled her... heart.
"Okay! Then let's skip some of the pre-battle and get straight to the point."
"The Tyrant Sword, Ode to the Heavenly Man."
"Buzz!!"
Along with a buzzing sound, the black sword in Lolodar's hand suddenly lit up with thousands of barbaric patterns, winding and flowing like a living thing.
At this time, Ling Xiao could feel that the knife... seemed to be alive.
The shocking momentum, with a kind of fluctuation visible to the naked eye, rushed in all directions with Lolodar as the center.
I saw her jumping up, holding a knife in both hands, and slashing down angrily.
"Boom."
There was a sudden sound of thunder, and the heaven and earth opened up.
At this time, everyone only saw that a 100-foot-long savage figure suddenly arrived in the void.
It was a majestic and tall war figure covered in battle armor.
The momentum is like a rainbow, suppressing the heaven and earth.
Seeing him was like seeing the ancient god of war, overthrowing everything.
For nine days and ten places, war songs began to echo, like Huang Zhong Da Lu, shocking people's hearts.
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly, looked up at the terrifying savage figure, and watched him wave his hand in the same way, slashing down a thousand-foot-long sword.
The entire Xuanyuan Imperial Palace trembled and was about to shatter.
However, there was no trace of panic on Ling Xiao's face. He stepped forward and faced the sword.
Then!!
It was still a simple punch, but it looked insignificant under the power of the sword.
Only some people with powerful souls seemed to feel a wisp of ethereal power spreading out from under the fist seal.
"boom!!"
The moment the two offensives collided, it was like a meteor falling from the sky, wiping out everything.
The surrounding imperial palaces and temples were directly shattered by the spiritual power and collapsed.
The figures of Ling Xiao and Lolodar were frozen in mid-air, their fists and knives touching, and their divine power splashing out.
Heaven and earth are silent!!
Everyone's eyes showed a trace of panic and expectation, wanting to know who had the upper hand in this collision.
At this moment, a dark crack suddenly appeared on the face of the savage figure standing in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, the figure of Baizhang suddenly shattered!!
Lolodar flew out upside down, with blood splattering from his mouth. He was obviously seriously injured!
"How can it be…"
A group of powerful barbarians muttered to themselves in a daze, looking dull.
They couldn't figure out why the king, who was like a god in their eyes, would be defeated?