Xiao Pou slashed out with his sword and instantly pierced the head of the Silver Lin Elder.
Even now, the old man's eyes were still full of unspeakable shock.
no.
That holy son of the holy religion is so awesome that he kills my young master with one sword. It is reasonable.
How come the young man who randomly came out behind him was able to kill him with one knife?
Of course, until his death, the old man never thought that the wretched young man in front of him came from the upper world.
Even the ancient sword in his hand is a treasure that reaches the sky.
What's more, Xiao Pian is destined to be a man of destiny. He understands the supreme principle of time, and killing enemies across borders is not something he can easily capture.
actually…
At this time, Xiao Pou was somewhat surprised in his heart.
It shouldn’t be. Where in the Qingcang Realm is this place?
Why are all of them so weak?
He didn't even use all his strength, but only used a wisp of truth to kill this whining old man?
Did I become awesome after being suppressed for four hundred years?
Or is this world just a small realm under the Qingcang Realm?
But, no matter what!!
It’s time to have fun showing off again!!
"Hmph! How dare a stinky fish question my master?"
Xiao Pou floated down, holding a knife in one hand and holding the other behind him, looking somewhat like a strong man from outside the world.
"Hiss!"
There were many Immortal Sect disciples around the battle platform, and the monster from the Sea Clan suddenly took a breath of cold air.
even!!
Even the powerful God Emperors such as Sharkyun and Helianshan had a flash of shock in their eyes.
Kill the emperor with a sword?
The cultivation level of the God Emperor?
When did such an evil young god emperor appear in the Holy State?!
and!!
Most importantly, what is his name Ling Xiao?!
Lord?!
Sorry!!
A young god-emperor with supreme heavenly appearance actually willingly became a slave and was called the Lord of Lingxiao?!
"Who else!! Dare to question my Lord?!"
Xiao Pou stood alone in front of everyone in the Hai Clan. The ancient sword in his hand shone with cold light.
"This is the strength of the Holy Son's slave!! Ridiculous!! I actually want to be the Holy Son's confidant, but now it seems that I am not even qualified to be his slave!!"
Suddenly, Qin Chu felt a strong sense of inferiority in his heart.
"Hey, the Son of Destiny is heartbroken. Congratulations to the host for plundering 300 luck points and 3000 villain points."
Poor Shenshiliu Tianming, before he could see the vastness of this world, he was already destroyed by Ling Xiao... Taoist heart.
"Haha, Elder Sharkyun, let me introduce to you. This is my Holy Son of the Holy Cult, Holy Son Lingxiao."
Seeing this scene, Helianshan smiled lightly, but felt an indescribable feeling of comfort in his heart.
As expected of the Holy Son!!
This appearance instantly slapped the faces of everyone in the Sea Tribe into disgrace.
Look at that Shark Yun, his face turned black with anger, weren't you very arrogant just now?
Why is it wilting now?
"Hmph! Lord Holy Son, okay..."
"Buzz!!"
Before Sha Yun finished speaking, the ancient sword in Xiao Pian's hand once again burst into glory, causing him to swallow the words that were on his lips.
He had never noticed the first-grade God Emperor.
But the moment he killed Elder Yinlin just now was... extremely weird.
Even with his strength, he never saw clearly how this young man appeared in front of Elder Yinlin out of thin air.
What's more, the Holy Son of the Holy Cult is not someone he can offend.
Shark Yun could ignore Helianshan, the first emperor of the Southern Xinjiang human race, but even if he was given ten more courages, he would never dare to offend the Holy Cult.
Even the Poseidon is extremely afraid of this force.
"Holy Son, what a fairy!"
Shark Yun chuckled and sat on the chair again.
The Silver Scale Clan is just a vassal of the Blood Shark Clan, so the death of the young master and elder is not a big deal.
"Ruge wins this game. Do you have any opinions?"
Ling Xiao looked indifferent and turned to look at the strong men of the sea clan.
"Why..."
Among the crowd, there was another Hai Clan genius who wanted to show off.
But before he could take a step forward, he felt a chill on his neck and his head immediately rolled to the side.
"No...no objection."
Shark Yun's eyes narrowed, but he finally did not dare to say anything.
Do I... dare to have an opinion?
This slave of the Holy Son is so ruthless that he will not even make anyone open his mouth with his sword.
Gan!
What happened to this world?
Isn’t it supposed to be our sea clan’s rampant and murderous nature that scares the human race?
Why is there something wrong with the plot?
But at this time, there was no trace of joy on Feng Ruge's pretty face, and there was even a hint of panic.
Let me ask.
Holy Son, I don’t want to go to Tianchi.
I know you are doing it for me, but maybe you can't...don't always make your own decisions?
Just, very inexplicable.
Feng Ruge felt as if her fate was being pushed into the abyss by an invisible hand.
Even if she tried her best to resist, it would... be useless!
Sure enough, as long as there is a cause and effect involved with the destined person, the villain will not have a good end!
But, what can I do?
I can't refuse in public and say I don't want this victory!
If so, wouldn't it mean that he would have to go on stage to die again later?
Gan!
"Okay, since I have no objection, let's continue with the competition!"
Ling Xiao's voice was indifferent, but at this moment, his figure never left the battlefield.
"I see that you all have a lot of intentions, so why don't you just go easy and go together? If I win, the Sea Clan... get lost. If I lose, this time all the ten people in Tianchi will belong to your Sea Clan."
As Ling Xiao's words fell, the expressions of everyone from both tribes in the crowd were shocked.
Especially the genius of the human race, who was standing under the stage and preparing to appear, almost knelt down on the ground with excitement and kowtowed to the Holy Son.
Holy Son, you are righteous.
In this competition, they were mostly just showing up.
Once he comes to power, he will surely be killed.
But at this time, Holy Son Lingxiao actually wants to fight against the entire Sea Clan with one person!
This is going to be one against seven!!
Do you understand one against seven?
"What?!"
Countless Hai Clan's geniuses looked stern, their eyes flashing fiercely.
This is insulting!!
This Ling Xiao is simply humiliating the Hai Clan!!
Although I admit that you are very strong and handsome, how can we, the geniuses of the Hai Clan, be cowards?
What's more, those who can stand on the top of the Immortal Xuan Mountain are all famous monsters of the Hai Clan. When have they ever suffered such injustice?
"Elder!! Please let us fight!!"
"Fight! I don't believe it. The seven of us joining forces are no match for this human race's Holy Son!!"
In front of everyone, Shark Yun's expression changed several times.
The identity of the Holy Son of the Holy Cult is truly terrifying, and even his slaves are peerless monsters.
But if he doesn't fight, won't he lose the face of the entire Hai Clan?
and!!
More importantly, Shark Cloud had a vague illusion at this time.
If he dares to say no, I'm afraid... he won't be able to get down from Xianxuan Mountain.
"Since the Holy Son is so confident and unforgivable, you and the other six people should experience the Holy Son's divine power."
Finally, Shark Yun spoke in a deep voice, and behind him, the seven geniuses of the sea race no longer suppressed their momentum, and each one bloomed with demonic brilliance, like the scorching sun in the nine days, and crashed towards the battle platform.
Haha, so fancy.
If you are the sun, then I, Ling Xiao, am Hou Yi!
Today I want you to understand what it means to be... an invincible fairy.