Resurrection of Spiritual Energy: Only I Can Krypton Life

"Since it's this kind of special venue, there shouldn't be many in Xijing City, right?"

"Uh......

".

Wang Youquan on the other side was stunned, and then said a little embarrassed:

"Mr. Jiang, I'm afraid you don't know that the venue is the original venue. "

"It's just that all the rings have been removed, and the referee has been replaced by a martial saint master from the original ten grandmaster powerhouses. "

"With the power of the Martial Saint powerhouse, it is easy to maintain this kind of field change. "

"Moreover, it can also prevent any accidents, even if hundreds of melee breaks out at the same time, but under the suppression of the Martial Saint Lord, no one will be in danger of their lives,"

Ma Ling's heart shook when he heard this.

"Martial Saint powerhouse, how can you be so strong?"

Hundreds of battles are monitored at the same time, and the chaotic situation is extremely chaotic, and it can be used to intervene at any time to prevent anyone from dying.

This kind of unbelievable method is already a bit beyond his comprehension.

In the past, he came from a humble background, and he only knew that the Martial Saint could fly to the sky and the earth, turn over the rivers and the sea, and the power was endless, but he didn't have such an intuitive feeling about the Martial Saint's magical means.

"Of course, you also know that the strong of the Martial Sect is still a 'human', but the strong of the Martial Saint is already a 'Sage'!"

Wang Youquan said it over and over again, and added one sentence over and over again:

"Therefore, although the rules have changed so much this time, there is a martial saint powerhouse, and the high-level martial arts hall has no objection. "

"Yes......

".

Ma Ling's eyes narrowed slightly

"So this time, which martial saint is the referee?"

"Eh, it is the ancestor of the Sun family in Xijing, the 'Sage of Leaving the Wind' Sun Tonghai, Lord Sun. "

"Speaking of which, it was this Martial Saint Lord who took the initiative to stand up and express his willingness to serve as a referee. "

"'The Sage of Leaving the Wind' Sun Tonghai ......

".

He chewed on the name slowly, a sneer suddenly appearing on his face.

I'm afraid, will this martial saint powerhouse, at some point in the melee, suddenly "can't react", and slow down a fraction of a moment?

An innate level fight, even for a tenth of an instant, is enough to kill people several times.

When the time comes, who will stand out for a dead genius? Who will dare to question an incomparably noble and high-ranking martial saint?

He took a deep breath and suppressed all kinds of thoughts in his heart before he said indifferently:

"Xiao Wang, you did a good job this time. "

"Don't dare, don't dare, don't deserve Mr. Jiang's praise ......."

Wang Youquan, who was opposite, suddenly felt flattered in his voice.

"Well, let's hang up first, I'll look for you again. "

"Okay, okay. "

Hanging up the phone, Ma Ling twisted his neck, moved his muscles, and curled the corners of his mouth

"It's not bad, this kind of fight can make me a little more serious. "

............

At the same time, in Xijing Base City, a manor covering an area of dozens of acres.

"What, Daddy, you're not mistaken?".

Sun Yaohui looked ridiculous and looked at his father in front of him:

"Do you want me to join forces with that guy Zhao Feilong to deal with a martial artist?".

"The two of us are not enough, and we have to add more than thirty great martial artists, you didn't take the wrong medicine, did you......

".

The middle-aged man in front of him was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and yelled:

"You stinky boy, how are you talking to your old man?".

"Besides, that Ma Ling, nine times out of ten, has been promoted to a great martial artist, and he is not a martial artist. "

Sun Yaohui shrugged and shook his head:

"Even so, it's outrageous!".

"Two innate martial artists, more than thirty great martial artists, going to besiege a mere area, people who have just been promoted to great martial artists?".

"This Ma Ling, is it possible that the three heads and six arms will not be able to spell?"

The middle-aged man sighed, his voice a little heavy:

"Even if it's not, it's not far off. "

"I know that you have always thought highly of yourself, except for Zhao Feilong, no one of your peers takes it seriously. "

"However, I'll tell you the truth, you and Zhao Feilong combined, you are not worthy of lifting shoes for others, don't say such stupid words again, it will only make people laugh. "

"Ah......h

Sun Yaohui was a little confused, and said in a daze:

"Daddy, won't you...... That Ma Ling is indeed very powerful, he is a great martial artist at the age of eighteen, but he ......

".

"But what?".

The

middle-aged man interrupted him unceremoniously:

"Do you want to say that he is still a great martial artist after all, and he is not the opponent of you, an innate martial artist, at all?"

"Do you know that in the hands of others, there are already two lives of innate martial artists, and you dare to look down on others?"

"What?".

When Sun Yaohui heard this, he was shocked:

"Wouldn't it? The Great Martial Master crossed the rank to kill the Innate Martial Master, and killed two?"

You know, defeat and kill are two completely different concepts.

Even if he himself was sure to defeat most of the primary innate martial artists, it was impossible to prevent the other party from escaping.

By the time of the innate nature, the strength of the body, the strength of the resilience and vitality have exceeded the limits of human beings.

If you kill a cross-level kill, once you can say that you are lucky, and twice, then you can be sure that the opponent really has the combat power to reverse the innate martial artist.

"That's right, not just two, but all at once. "

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and said slowly

"The person who passed the news to me said that according to the most conservative estimates, he is also a primary innate martial artist, and he took advantage of the infighting between the two to take advantage of it. "

"However, there is a more than seventy percent chance that he will burst out with all his strength, at least have the strength of a medium innate martial artist, or even stronger, and forcibly kill the two major innate martial artists with one enemy and two. "

"Do you still think it's an incredible thing for so many people to besiege him?"

Sun Yaohui was suddenly dumbfounded, silent for a while, and then said in a dry voice:

"Unexpected...... In the northwest region, there is such an unimaginable genius. "

"It's a pity that I offended the Lin family and the super family with the martial god in charge. "

The weight of a true martial god powerhouse is heavier than any genius, this is the true guardian of the human race.

Genius is always a genius, not a strong one.

"Yes, that's a pity. "

The

middle-aged man also nodded, and then his face turned straight and he said in a deep voice:

"All in all, you have to take this matter to heart. "

"You and Zhao Feilong join forces, plus the three major families, the giant spirit, and the two great martial arts halls of Tianyang, all the great martial artists, you must kill this person. "

"When the time comes, the ancestors will deliberately 'slow down', you have to seize the opportunity. "

The huge Xijing Base City, the northwest heart, before the age of fifty, there are only eight great martial artists, of course.

Eight of the top ten quota lockers are just the strongest among them, and most of them are high-level martial artists.

The three major families, the two major martial arts halls, and the performance of more than 30 great martial artists at one time, occupied most of the strength of the battle and the great martial artist level.

"Even the ancestors were moved...... The power of the Lin family is really terrifying, even if it is only a small part of ......."

Sun Yaohui couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and then spoke:

"Dad, don't worry, this time, it's a real siege from all directions, and all the people want his life. "

As he spoke, he shook his head, his tone was a little regretful, revealing coldness, as if he had been sentenced to death:

"This Ma Ling is dead!".