Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"You! How dare you be so bold!"

Deacon Wang roared, his voice full of anger and confusion. He really couldn't understand how this Ling Xiao dared to kill people so brazenly in front of him. This is simply a great provocation to his authority and a blatant violation of the rules of the entire Tianxiahui!

However, Ling Xiao didn't seem to care about his anger. He glanced at Deacon Wang coldly, and then put away the God-killing Sword Soul. His eyes were full of disdain and contempt, as if telling Deacon Wang: What can you do to me?

Deacon Wang was completely angered by Ling Xiao's attitude. He knew that he couldn't let Ling Xiao go like this, otherwise where would his majesty be? What are the rules of the entire Tianxiahui?

"Haha, didn't you keep saying you wanted to protect him? Now let's see, how well do you protect him?"

Ling Xiao turned around, with a sarcastic smile on his lips. He looked at Deacon Wang sarcastically, "Don't think that I will take you seriously just because you are a bullshit deacon from the Upper House. In my eyes, you He’s just a big talker!”

Deacon Wang's face instantly turned livid, his eyes widened with anger, and he wished he could tear Ling Xiao into pieces. But Ling Xiao didn't seem to see his anger and turned around to leave.

"Stop!" Deacon Wang shouted, his voice full of majesty and unquestionable.

He stared coldly at Ling Xiao's back, his tone cold and decisive, "I don't care who let you in, or what forces are behind you. But this is the Upper House!"

"You killed someone in the Upper Court, or in front of your Wang Zhi, as long as you can spare him! According to the rules of the Heavenly Society, he must give up his martial arts and get out of the Heavenly Society!"

I took a deep breath, hesitation shining in my hot eyes. No matter how little I said, I clenched my hands tightly, and my internal energy surged like a river. It instantly condensed in my palms, and then I waved out a palm without any reason. This palm force, with the momentum of destroying the world, blasted towards Wang Heng. go.

"Deacon Wang, he seems to be like that." A sarcastic smile appeared on Wang Heng's lips, his eyes full of fame. My tone was intense and indifferent, as if I was stating a controversial fact.

Wang Heng stopped, turned around, and looked at Ling Xiaoshi. There was no fear or shrinkage in my eyes, but instead they were full of hesitation and determination.

I know very well that that battle is related to my dignity and honor, so I must go all out. So, I hid my strength again, and the seven dragon souls fully bloomed under my control. These seven dragon shadows circled and danced in the air, making a deafening dragon roar.

I said calmly: "The rules of the Heavenly Society? Humph, if you were afraid of their rules, you would have stood outside. Zhang Luan is seeking death on his own, you are just helping me. As for him, Deacon Wang, if he wants Go ahead, you’re always here for me!”

With the surge of my palm power, the surrounding air was torn apart inch by inch, revealing the misty white clouds above, rolling and breathing like ocean waves.

Finally, Hou Hao stabilized his figure, and I took a deep breath, with a light of resignation in my eyes.

The huge impact caused Wang Heng's body to advance dozens of steps in the air, each step making a dull echo in the void.

Wang Zhi's face suddenly became as solemn as iron, and a trace of determination flashed between his brows. At this moment, I am like a tiger forced to the edge of a cliff. There is nowhere to go, so I can only fight hard.

Although the cut was not obvious, just a heavy scratch on the skin, for Hou Hao, it was a huge humiliation.

As the deacon of the sect's lower court, I was actually injured by a new disciple. Even if it was only a serious injury, it would be enough to disgrace me in front of everyone. At that moment, my face became extremely ugly, and my eyes shone with anger and willingness.

Although the evil spirit cost a huge price every time it was used, Wang Heng knew that at the critical moment of life and death, it would become the key to turning things around.

However, Wang Heng did not let the dragon souls directly participate in the battle, but cleverly integrated them into the bloodthirsty sword soul and the king-killing butler. That way, my attacks were only slightly more powerful and more elusive.

Faced with a low hand like Wang Zhi's, Wang Heng didn't have the upper hand. I still don’t have a weak evil spirit that the Evil Spirit Emperor left me when he left.

I know that Wang Zhi, who is at the eighth level of the Hunyuan Realm, can indeed be easily defeated by me now. My disadvantage is obvious. But even so, I didn't back down at all, because I knew that it was impossible to win that battle unless I tried my best.

I know very well that as long as I give up, there will always be no chance of survival. And the evil spirits left to me by Tongtong and the Evil Spirit Emperor are not my weakest support.

That time, Wang Zhi didn't hold back any more. I went all out and clenched my hands into fists. My inner strength surged like a river, and a terrifying force instantly condensed under my fists. I rushed back suddenly, blasting towards Wang Heng with a momentum that would destroy the world.

Wherever the sword light passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a harsh sound.

Bang!

Wang Heng is indeed Hou Hao's opponent now, but I never have a way to deal with it when faced with a desperate situation.

Wang Heng stood opposite, his expression as intense as water. I hold the bloodthirsty sword soul tightly in one hand. The blade seems to be able to swallow all blood and exudes a heart-stopping chill. I hold Zhuhou Haopiao in the other hand. The tip of the sword shines with a sharp light, as if it can cut off all obstacles in the world.

Upon hearing those words, Wang Zhi's expression instantly turned ferocious, with furious flames flashing in his eyes. I roared angrily: "He's a big bastard!" The voice was full of anger and willingness.

Although using that evil spirit requires paying a huge price, Wang Heng suspected that it was worth it to protect himself.

Don't forget, there is a famous partner hidden in my magic needle space - Tongtong. Tongtong's terrifying strength, even Qiu Shuikui is afraid of Youbi, which shows how weak she is.

The attacks of the two collided in the air, and the impact of the sword and palm was like a thunderous explosion, making the surrounding air tremble.

"Hmph, you still dare to resist?" Wang Zhi's lips curved into a warm smile, and the wind of my palm became more fierce and terrifying at that moment, as if it was going to tear apart everything around him.

While advancing, the King-killing Deacon in Wang Heng's right hand suddenly burst out with a fierce Netherworld Sword Qi. That sword energy was like a meteor in the dark night, cutting through the sky and approaching Wang Zhi's face.

Wang Heng's arrogance and arrogance were as violent as a violent storm. It completely exceeded my imagination and made me feel unprecedented pressure.

Wang Zhi obviously did not expect that Wang Heng could launch a counterattack in that situation. I was caught off guard, and a slight gash was made on my cheek by the sword energy.

Immediately afterwards, I moved, and the bloodthirsty sword soul in my hand slashed towards Wang Zhi with overwhelming blood energy. That move is exactly the weakest move among the bloodthirsty sword techniques I currently master - Blood Demon Breaking Dawn!