Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

A total of forty-nine outer courtyard disciples, headed by Lu Fangyuan, formed a battle formation as expected.

Although there are no experts above the second level of the Marrow Cleansing Realm among them, the battle formation they formed has an aura that is more terrifying than iron and manganese.

"Condensation!"

As the forty-nine men roared, a huge figure condensed in the sky above the battle formation, like a god of war, waving Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand.

"kill!"

Forty-nine people roared and killed Ling Xiao.

"Sister Huanbi, save brother Ling!"

Xiao Lianzhu was anxious.

"I can't take action!"

Huanbi shook his head and said: "I am the law enforcement elder of Tianyin Medical College. If I take action, Huayang will also take action. Once he takes action, there will be no living person here."

"I'm going to help!"

Xiaobi was about to rush out with her sword in hand.

As a result, Huanbi knocked him unconscious: "You are at the ninth level of foundation building, why are you making such a fuss!"

"Hmph! You have a battle formation, and I have a demon god. I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Ling Xiao snorted coldly. Facing the God of War's Evil-Slaying Formation composed of forty-nine people, he showed no fear at all.

A terrifying black smoke rolled out of his body, forming a huge black shadow in the void, like a monster.

That is Ling Xiao’s Demon God!

The demon god is something unique to demon cultivators. It is an existence that cannot be explained. It is not the soul of martial arts, nor is it an internal force.

It's a weird thing.

The way it becomes stronger is also unclear.

The moment the demon appeared, he opened his mouth and swallowed the shriveled corpse on the ground.

The next moment, he actually became much stronger.

Then, holding the magic knife in his hand, he slashed at the huge existence condensed by the God of War's Evil-Slaying Formation.

boom!

one strike!

Forty-nine people were knocked back!

The combat power of this demon was even more terrifying than Ling Xiao himself. Ling Xiao himself could only barely defeat the third level of the Marrow Cleansing Realm, relying on the martial arts soul condensed by the Tyrant Martial Soul to win.

But this demon can easily crush the battle formation of those forty-nine people.

You know, that battle formation is stronger than the ordinary third level marrow cleansing realm.

"this……"

Hua Yang's expression finally changed: "Demon God! And he's not an ordinary Demon God! This guy is not only a demon cultivator, but also a special demon cultivator that is unique among all!"

Demonic cultivation can condense the demon god.

But only a few people can unite.

Not that everyone can.

The demon cultivators who can condense the demon gods are the most outstanding people among the demon cultivators.

Equivalent to the genius among geniuses!

"Could it be that this kid is a 'born demon'!"

If he was not born with a demonic body, he would not be able to understand that a person who is possessed by demons, whose realm is not yet at the marrow-cleansing realm, and who is only sixteen years old, can actually condense the demon god. This is outrageous.

Anyway, from his perspective, he has never seen such a person.

Chen Pingan's eyes also lit up.

But also more vigilant.

If Ling Xiao reveals such aptitude, Hua Yang might have to take action to erase it himself. He must protect Ling Xiao.

Below, the battle continues.

Ling Xiao's Demon God struck out again.

Under the early morning sunlight, the magic knife in the hands of the demon god was like a spiritual snake in the darkness, coldly revealing a dangerous message.

Every time it attacks, it is accompanied by the tearing of the air, as if it wants to cut off all obstacles blocking the front.

The sun illuminated the magic knife, and a cold light came into view.

It was extremely thick, yet as fast as lightning, as if it wanted to split the space apart.

Wherever the blade touched, whether it was air or sunlight, it seemed as if a deep hole was cut open, revealing the darkness hidden behind it.

Every swing of the magic knife was accompanied by cold laughter. It was a confident laugh, a defiance of the endless mockery of the enemy.

Every swing of the knife was like ruthlessly cleaving the weight of life and the passage of time, straight into the target's throat.

Under the attack of the magic knife, the surrounding world seemed to become silent. Only the sound of the blade cutting through the air echoed in the void like the mockery of death. Those enemies touched by the sword light instantly turned into blood mist and disappeared into the air.

The battle formation is broken.

In a matter of moments, more than a dozen people were dead.

And they all turned directly into blood mist.

The attack of the magic knife is not only a massacre of the body, but also a shock to the soul. The fear that can easily take away one's life is like a shadow in the dark night, deeply imprinted in the hearts of every witness.

In this attack, no matter whether it was dodge or resistance, it could not stop the slaughter of the magic knife. It is like a violent torrent, swallowing up all obstacles, making people feel an irresistible despair.

This scene is like a nightmare, making people feel deeply frightened and powerless. In this nightmare, the magic knife was like an ominous omen, indicating the coming disaster and destruction.

Lu Fangyuan was the most frightened.

As the core of the battle formation, he wanted to get rid of this fear, but found that it was impossible to get rid of it.

Although he is not dead yet, his heart is filled with fear.

He wanted to escape.

He was unwilling to continue fighting.

But the terrifying laughter and terrifying breath left him completely unable to control his body freely.

The sons of man are dying around us.

Lu Fangyuan's fear has reached its extreme.

At this moment, Ling Xiao felt the sudden killing intent from both sides.

He snorted coldly and slashed to the right with the bloodthirsty knife in his hand.

The blood dragon claw appeared in his left hand and struck to the left.

All are of the highest level of craftsmanship.

Click!

boom!

Two loud bangs.

The three-headed demon dog released by the bloodthirsty knife directly cut the person attacking from the right into three pieces, and his blood was also directly swallowed.

The Blood Dragon Claw also killed the warrior on the left.

The warriors on both sides are two second-level marrow cleansing realms.

What they had just dealt with was Li Feiyu and Xiao Xia'er.

At this time, when I looked at Xiao Xia'er, he was already dying.

Li Feiyu was also seriously injured and could not move at all.

If those two people hadn't come to sneak attack Ling Xiao, I'm afraid Xiao Xi'er would have been killed. After all, the gap was too big.

"The realm of unity is complete! The realm of unity is accomplished! This kid!"

The greed in Huayang's eyes became even stronger.

It is simply unimaginable that a warrior in the inner strength realm could practice two martial arts to such an extent.

Even among the inner sects of the Zhan Zhan Academy, there are few who can do this.

Just when everyone was stunned, the demon god devoured the dead body again, and his combat power increased again.

boom!

The Demon God waved the Demonic Sword and charged out again, intending to turn Lu Fangyuan and others into ashes.

But at this moment, a figure fell down, and with a flick of his finger, the demon was shattered.

Ling Xiao suffered a backlash and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Just when he was about to do something, Chen Pingan stood in front of him.

"Huayang, are you planning to fight to the death?"

Chen Pingan looked at Huayang coldly.

Maybe after the war begins, he won't be able to save anyone in the Tianzhan Medical College, but he can also guarantee that the Zhanzhan College will flow with blood.