Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The old man felt a strong sense of oppression, which was like a towering mountain pressing on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He clearly knew that every move and every decision he made was crucial, because he was facing an opponent much stronger than himself.

His palms were slightly sweaty, a sign of nervousness and fear.

He tried to adjust his breathing and get his heartbeat back to normal, but the uneasy feeling was still there.

He knew that this battle was not only a test of his strength, but also a mental test.

The old man took a deep breath and tightened the weapon in his hand. A trace of firmness and determination flashed in his eyes.

He knows that even when facing a powerful opponent, he cannot retreat. He must use all his courage and strength to meet this challenge.

Because even if he wanted to escape, the other party would never give him this chance.

Moreover, in his opinion, there are some strong people who look like they are strong on the outside, but they are really stupid if they are scared.

At this moment, the fear and uneasiness in the old man's heart had not disappeared, but they had transformed into another kind of power.

This power makes him more focused, sharper, and braver. He knew that only by overcoming the fear in his heart could he truly defeat the opponent in front of him.

Looking at the old man's expression, Xiao Yan smiled.

He knew what the old man was thinking.

It was really good to have the courage to face him, but unfortunately, it was meaningless in the end.

This clone of Xiao Yan is a strong person in the martial soul realm in the true sense, and no matter how strong the opponent is, he is only in the immortal realm.

He wants to kill the other party, it's very simple.

Hands on!

The sword comes out!

No fancy special effects!

No exaggerated scenes!

Everything seems so simple and natural!

The moment Xiao Yan put away his sword, there was a sword mark on the old man's neck, and then the head fell off.

The eyes on the head were as wide as copper bells.

He seemed unable to believe this was true.

Did you die like this?

He, a powerful person in the Eternal Realm and an important presence in the Northern Xinjiang Holy Church, actually died like this.

impossible!

What kind of strength does that person have?

He regretted not listening to Ling Xiao's words. He regretted it now, but it was already too late.

He hoped that he could do it again and choose to believe Ling Xiao's words and choose to leave. But the reality is cruel, and he has no chance to make up for his mistakes.

The old man fell to the ground, his body already cold and stiff.

His eyes were still open, but they had lost focus, as if they were staring into endless darkness.

There was a shocking deep wound on his neck, and the blood had solidified into dark red, congealing on his clothes.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and only the rustle of the wind through the leaves echoed in the air.

The faces of the Templar warriors hiding in the darkness were filled with shock and grief. They couldn't believe that this once powerful man fell to the enemy's sword.

"Go quickly!"

They reacted and left quickly, fearing that the sword would strike them.

Ling Xiao glanced at it lightly but did not stop him.

If possible, he doesn't want to confront the Holy Church now, because his backers will lose a lot of energy every time they fight.

He hopes that he can become stronger, strong enough to compete with the Holy Temple.

Luo Yanxia also left.

Seeing Xiao Yan's sword, she suddenly felt as if she had become a joke.

"I thought I saved his life, but I didn't think so. It's totally unnecessary."

Luo Yanxia was also shocked. Xiao Yan was even more powerful than anyone in the Qixia Sect. She wanted to tell the senior officials of the Qixia Sect about this and get them to agree to the contact between her daughter Ying Wuxia and Ling Xiao.

But I guess no one in Qixia Sect would believe it.

Sighing, she turned and left.

It turned out that Ling Xiao didn't need her to worry about it at all.

The old man in the temple was killed.

This war is completely over.

The battle report came back to Jinzhou, and countless people rejoiced.

Those who didn't leave actually didn't have much confidence in Ling Xiao, but they didn't want to be traitors.

Of course, there are some people who cannot afford to leave.

But they are lucky.

With a complete victory in this battle, at least no one will come to trouble Jinzhou in the next period of time.

After all, the coalition forces of the five races were all destroyed.

It was even rumored that the five-ethnic coalition had borrowed people from the forces on the mountain, but they were still killed.

This means that the Tyrant Empire has become so terrifying that it can crush the coalition forces of the five races, and basically no one has the confidence to defeat them easily.

While Jinzhou was celebrating happily, those who escaped from Jinzhou also rushed back to Jinzhou because they suffered a lot outside.

Someone was robbed!

Someone was robbed!

Someone was killed!

There are people begging on the street!

Even those who are doing well are still dependent on others.

After all, Jinzhou is the weakest among the six continents. No matter where they go, the people of Jinzhou are looked down upon and considered inferior.

Only in Jinzhou will they be taken seriously.

On a road leading to Jinzhou, a convoy was rushing forward crazily, followed by a group of horse thieves.

"Quick! Quick! As long as we enter Jinzhou, we will be safe!"

A fat man in rich clothes shouted in horror.

He regretted why he left Jinzhou and lived such a miserable life.

He was the leader of a country in Jinzhou, so what does he mean now? When he was reduced to being chased by horse thieves, all the masters around him actually left him.

regret!

Endless regret!

arrive!

In front of us is the border of Jinzhou.

The fat man suddenly laughed excitedly.

He turned back to look at the chasing horse thieves: "Hahaha, if you have the guts, come over and kill me. Let me see how courageous you are!"

The horse thief stopped.

They have also heard of the reputation of the Tyrant Empire. Even the coalition of five races cannot deal with it, and they will certainly not be able to do so.

When the fat man saw this scene, he was very happy and shouted to the soldiers guarding the border: "Hurry up and open the door for me. I am the master of a country. Even you, the Tyrant Emperor, must be respectful to me!"

call out!

Suddenly, an arrow hit the fat man's carriage.

The fat man's voice stopped abruptly.

"Our Majesty said that since we left the Tyrant Empire and abandoned our own country during the war, we should not come back and go wherever it feels like."

A cold voice came from the front.

"I……"

The fat man's heart froze.

The horse thieves' eyes lit up.

Does this mean they can take action?

When he was hesitating whether to take action, the fat man became anxious: "I am willing to give all my property to the Tyrant Empire. Please let me in, just me."

This man is quite smart and wants to use money to buy his own safety.

Unfortunately, the soldiers of the Tyrant Empire over there still looked indifferent.

You used to ignore us, but now, we are beyond your reach.