The scene of "Ling Xiao's" body shattering made everyone tremble in fear, and they were all dumbfounded.
"Haha, hahahaha, idiot. I told you that you wouldn't survive if you met me."
Fan Ruolin couldn't help but laugh when he saw Ling Xiao die. He seemed to be in a good mood.
"Interesting. Your Fan family's Martial Soul is actually a musical instrument. That's a rare Martial Soul."
Ling Xiao had seen a musical instrument Martial Soul before when he was in Yuehua School.
However, the Martial Soul he saw at that time couldn't unleash its full power because the martial artist was too weak.
Unlike now.
Fan Ruolin's Martial Soul could release a terrifying sound wave that was enough to kill enemies. It was impossible to guard against.
Hearing Ling Xiao's voice, Fan Ruolin's face became extremely funny.
As if he had seen a ghost, he suddenly turned around and looked at Ling Xiao, who was standing there unharmed.
"You! Are you a human or a ghost? "
"Nonsense, of course I'm human. I've always been puzzled. How could a big family like your Fan Family not have a Martial Spirit known to outsiders? Now it seems like it's really easy to hide such a Martial Spirit.
Unfortunately, you can't hide it from my eyes. "
Only Ling Xiao's Tai Chi Eye could see through the surface and see the essence. Only then could he see what Fan Ruolin's real killing move was.
"Well, since you've seen through it, I don't need to hide it anymore."
As Fan Ruolin spoke, the shadow of a guzheng appeared behind him.
The guzheng was antique and looked quite beautiful. It was covered with special patterns as if a soul was residing in it.
It was really magical.
"Guzheng Demon's Strike!"
The moment he showed his Martial Soul, terrifying music came at the same time.
This time, Fan Ruolin soared into the air. Following the release of the music, the entire arena exploded with a loud bang.
Although it wasn't completely destroyed because of the special material of the arena, it was full of holes and was beyond recognition.
"Change the arena!"
The host shouted, and a brand new ring was brought up.
"Both of them are terrifying. No matter who it is, we are no match for them."
"That's right. It's simply a battle of wits and strength. Both of them are too strange."
"If it were us, we probably wouldn't survive a single round, right?"
"A meeting? I don't think I can even last half a round. "
"Youngsters nowadays are really too frightening. I reckon that there will be even more jaw-dropping battles in this White Tiger Storm Meet. Just thinking about it makes me excited."
"Yeah, and this is just Third Master Fan. I wonder how strong the Four Heroes of Tianhai are."
Everyone was excited. From the beginning, they were completely hostile to Ling Xiao, but now, they actually felt some admiration for Ling Xiao.
After all, the Profound World was a place where strength mattered. Whoever was stronger would have more authority.
Ling Xiao's ability was truly admirable.
Naturally, they wouldn't be completely one-sided in their insults.
Living in this era, they were able to witness a battle between geniuses. In fact, their lives weren't in vain.
The great waves washed away the sand, and it was hard to say how many of these so-called geniuses would truly survive and perform miracles.
The arena was changed, and it was a better one at that. It was full of array patterns, clearly designed to deal with the powerful attacks of these two.
Ling Xiao gradually saw through Fan Ruolin's path. Wisps of black Qi began to emerge from the longsword in his hand.
At this moment, he didn't plan on wasting any more time.
Fan Ruolin could clearly feel the battle intent and killing intent that filled Ling Xiao's entire body.
He also wanted to fight his most beautiful battle!
If he could eliminate Ling Xiao in this battle, he would rise to a new level. He might even be able to defeat Jun Mochou.
However, if he lost, he would not only become a laughingstock, but he would also be dispirited for a long time.
It might even affect the battle at the White Tiger Storm Meet.
"Ling Xiao, come, use your strongest move. In this battle, I will make you accept your defeat wholeheartedly!"
Fan Ruolin roared loudly.
Ling Xiao couldn't help but laugh inwardly.
With Fan Ruolin's strength, he really wasn't qualified to make him use his full strength.
Not to mention Fan Ruolin, even Jun Mochou wasn't worthy of him using his full strength.
The sword in Ling Xiao's hand was condensing a terrifying black energy.
Behind him was the pitch-black curtain of night.
A dark demonic sword hung above his head.
Then, he actually threw away the longsword in his hand and directly grabbed the dark demonic sword, looking at Fan Ruolin.
Using the dark demonic sword to deal with Fan Ruolin was really a bit of a waste.
However, it was necessary to hone one's battle skills in such a battle, so Ling Xiao still wanted to use it.
Moreover, the dark demonic sword had different powers to deal with Fan Ruolin in front of him.
The first move of the Demonic World Destruction Art could solve the problem.
When the dark demonic sword appeared, the entire arena suddenly became eerie and terrifying, as if some demonic creature had descended.
Eh?
Ling Xiao was stunned, because he could clearly feel that something in the Hell Pagoda was calling out to him.
This energy was very similar to the Primordial Divine Demon, but there were some differences.
However, it was definitely pure dark energy, the Esoteric Shadow.
"Forget it, don't think so much. After the battle in front of me, I'll think about other things."
Ling Xiao shook his head and looked at Fan Ruolin again.
At this moment, Fan Ruolin was floating in mid-air, and there was a guzheng in his hand.
If one looked closely, they would realize that the guzheng wasn't real, but was formed by his Martial Soul.
"Slaughter's Symphony — Play!"
As Fan Ruolin's voice rang out, a somber melody was released from the guzheng, which gradually filled the entire arena.
One could vaguely feel as if there were thousands of soldiers and horses fighting, which made one's heart tremble with fear.
"Dark Demonic Sword — Body Destruction!"
The dark demonic sword in Ling Xiao's hand had already stabbed out.
Terrifying black sword Qi spewed out of the dark demonic sword like a fountain, with his body as the center, rapidly spreading in all directions.
The entire 69th floor was almost completely filled with that black sword Qi.
Chi chi chi chi chi …
Fan Ruolin's figure flashed, constantly dodging Ling Xiao's attacks, and at the same time, urging the symphony.
At this moment, he was already battered and exhausted, and the clothes on his body were already in tatters, and they were already stained with blood. He looked very miserable.
However, his face revealed the smile of a victor.
"Explode! Slaughter's Symphony! "
In that instant, all the musical notes on the arena exploded at the same time, and the arena instantly turned into a terrifying battlefield.
People could even see thousands of soldiers and horses charging toward Ling Xiao, wanting to tear Ling Xiao to pieces.
"It's useless! Your strength is too weak! "
Ling Xiao was still standing there, and the dark demonic sword in his hand suddenly danced. The sword Qi that was originally released all gathered together in an instant, forming a huge black sword.
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