Chapter 809 900 Wins

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In the arena, a corpse with wide eyes fell and was kicked off the stage by Ling Xian. Dagger · · · · · · head · hair

His expression was indifferent, and his icy eyes looked around the audience, making everyone feel chills and panic.

Everyone knew that Ling Xian was angry.

To be attacked by such a poisonous magic weapon as quickly returning the needle, whoever changes it will be angry.

"You can challenge me at will."

Ling Xian said indifferently, "However, if anyone dares to kill me, then blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

The voice fell, and everyone shuddered, and many people dispelled the idea of ​​using sinister methods to target Ling Xian.

However, there are still many people with stern faces, their eyes flashing with malicious light.

"It seems that his death failed to shock you."

Aware of those gloomy eyes, Ling Xian raised the corner of his mouth, both mocking and cold.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with Er, I'm not afraid of death, just come."

"Hmph, it's not certain who will die."

With a cold snort, a golden-robed man suddenly appeared in front of Ling Xian. Immediately, a black flag fluttered in the wind, circulating a strange and evil atmosphere, shrouding the arena.

At the same time, a wailing sounded, and the blood flowed one after another, making the arena look like an Asura hell, which was very terrifying.

"Crooked way!"

Ling Xian's eyes turned cold, the top three flowers turned, the aura of the Great Dao filled the air, shattering the void, shaking the world!

Immediately, the black flag cracked, turning into powder and flying.

The golden-robed man also coughed up blood, his face full of horror. After that, he turned around and walked away, not daring to stay any longer.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Since this person dared to have murderous intentions towards him, how could Ling Xian let him go?

"Leave your life!"

Ling Xian's eyes flashed with cold electricity, and when the three flowers turned, three tyrannical forces rushed out, directly smashing the man into blood mist!

Immediately, everyone was shocked.

This is too domineering,

In the face of a quite good magic weapon, in the face of a powerful Tianjiao, it is still a one-shot kill, how powerful is this?

"Who else?"

Ling Xian's black hair danced wildly, his eyes flashing with cold electricity, like an invincible battle immortal, looking down at the Eight Wildernesses.

"I'm coming to meet you!"

A black tortoise appeared in the ring, with black precious light circulating around its body, as thick and condensed as a mountain, very terrifying.

Suddenly, someone recognized the mysterious turtle.

It is the strongest descendant of the Xuangui family, and the Xuangui is one of the ten royal families. It is famous for its defensive power and has the reputation of absolute defense!

And this turtle, as a pure-blooded creature, has long been famous in all directions, and is recognized as the top genius!

Therefore, when it appeared, everyone suddenly exclaimed.

"Take the initiative to step back, my Xuangui clan's defense is shocking, you can't break my defense." Xuangui said domineeringly, quite arrogant, and did not take Ling Xian seriously.

"Are you famous for your defensive power? I would like to see if your Xuan Turtle's defense is strong, or my attack power is strong."

Ling Xian didn't bother to talk nonsense about it, so he directly slashed with a sword, bloody and sharp!

In this regard, Xuan Turtle is not afraid, and the treasured light is flowing, forming a defense that is difficult to break!

Even the sword light of the Jue Jue Demon Sword could not penetrate it.

This made everyone look forward to it, and it also made Xuangui laugh proudly: "Haha, you can't, you can't break my defense!"

"Yes, what about this sword?"

Ling Xian spoke lightly, and the Juejue Sword radiated light, slashing out a peerless sword light, slamming into the tortoise shell of Xuan Turtle!

Suddenly, the tortoise shell was divided into two!

"what!"

Xuan Turtle splattered blood, screamed loudly, and his eyes were no longer proud, only a thick panic!

Everyone was astonished again!

"Get off me!"

Ling Xian kicked out and kicked Xuan Turtle off the ring. The magic sword pointed at everyone, exuding cold killing intent.

After that, he started a new round of crushing.

One by one Tianjiao entered the ring, and one by one left the stage sadly. Whether it is a family of geniuses or the strongest descendant, it is difficult to compete with Ling Xian at this moment.

He is too powerful, he is truly invincible in the Nascent Soul Realm, and he can push opponents from ten directions horizontally!

At the beginning, everyone was still exclaiming, but as each Tianjiao left the stage, they were all shocked and numb.

I just feel that an invincible star is rising, with an extremely dazzling gesture, shocking the world and shining in all directions!

Ling Xian's power at the moment is also true.

He stands proudly on the stage, facing the arrogance of the ten directions, the world is talented, it is really like fighting the immortal lower world, there is a tendency to swallow mountains and rivers!

"Get down!"

With a loud shout, Ling Xian burst into a brilliant light, knocking his opponent off the stage, coughing up blood.

Before he knew it, he had won more than 700 games in a row. This number shocked everyone.

Even the rest of the ring kings were somewhat surprised.

But at this time, Ling Xian also showed a bit of fatigue. Although he was invincible by Nascent Soul, he was only a person after all, not a god who would never tire.

Under the wheel battle of more than 700 Tianjiao, how could he not be weak?

And this, let people see hope.

At the moment, Tianjiao came to the stage with strength, intending to kill Lingxian while he was weak.

It's a pity, even if she is already weak, Ling Xian is not a soft persimmon that anyone can handle. He is still so strong, invincible and invincible!

"Boom boom boom!"

With a loud bang, his victories have reached 800!

It has to be said that this number is extremely unbelievable, even the unfathomable Lord of Tianjiao Palace is quite surprised.

And as time passed, Ling Xian's victories had reached eight hundred and ninety!

Although he is getting weaker and weaker, his shot is still so brave.

This shocked everyone, even though they were already exhausted, how could they still have this divine power? Simply a monster!

At the same time, they are also in a hurry.

He has already won 890 games in a row. According to the new regulations of the old man, as long as he wins 900 games, it is equivalent to becoming the champion!

At the moment, another group of figures jumped into the ring, fighting against Ling Xian!

"Get out of here!"

Ling Xian had three flowers hanging on her head, holding a divine cauldron and blasting the challengers away. Although it looks exhausted, its divine power has not been reduced by half!

When he threw the 900th person off the stage, the whole scene fell into a dead silence.

Won.

Nine hundred games have passed, and Ling Xian is still standing on the stage, which means that he has successfully defended the gate. Even if someone beat him down, according to the new regulations of the old man, he is the ultimate challenger!

Therefore, everyone was silent.

All eyes gathered on Ling Xian's body, full of complexities. There is shock, awe, envy, and unwillingness.

Unfortunately, the fact is that no one can change it, let alone change it.

Although at this moment, Ling Xian was disheveled and panting, looking a little embarrassed. But in the eyes of all people, he is dressed in glory, like an inextinguishable scorching sun, shining brightly!

Nine hundred games!

You must know that none of his nine hundred opponents are weak, and they are all famous. However, he defeated them all, which is simply a trace!

And as a person who made a miracle, how could he not be clothed in glory, with endless splendor?

Who else... dare to say that he is embarrassed? !