Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The Grand Dean paused, took a deep breath, and continued: "It is indeed a wise choice to let him leave temporarily and avoid the limelight. If he stays, with his hot temper, once he clashes with those enemies, it may cause an unmanageable situation."

"But you must understand that his safety is of vital importance. Before we find out the true identity of the spiritual practitioner and find out the details of the other party, Ling Xiao must not make any mistakes."

The Fourth Dean looked serious. He knew that the Grand Dean's concerns were not groundless. He nodded solemnly and said: "Yes, Grand Dean. I will personally escort Ling Xiao to Luancheng, and I will be careful along the way to ensure his safety."

"In addition, I will also send people to secretly observe the movements outside the Tianxiahui. If there is any abnormality, I will report to you immediately."

"Yes!"

The Fourth Dean nodded, then turned and left.

...

Ling Xiao stood outside the gate of the Tianxiahui headquarters, his eyes deep, as if he could penetrate the heavy stone door and peek into the world behind the door.

His figure was long in the afterglow of the setting sun, looking lonely and determined. This time, he chose to go forward alone, without Qiu Shui Kui, nor did he let Meng Haoqing, Weiwei and Ling Bi follow him.

They are staying in the Tianling Hall of Tianxiahui at this moment, practicing attentively and improving their strength.

I saw my figure flash, and the bloodthirsty knife in my hand cut through the void like lightning, and the huge blood-colored blade light condensed instantly, just like the sunset glow on the horizon, which was particularly gorgeous and terrifying.

A few days ago, Zhang Luan's footsteps suddenly stopped. I stood in a vast field, surrounded by endless green grass and a few dense trees nearby.

It was more than a few hundred miles away from the Tianshang City where I was. If I wanted to return, it would not only be a long journey, but also take time and energy.

Zhang Luan shook his head slightly, but he had already made up his mind. I know that the explanation at this moment is futile. Since the other party has not yet identified me as the murderer, any explanation will seem pale and powerful.

Although the Tianshang Club is pursuing that matter, Ling Xiao's family will not let it go.

"Oh, I see!"

I asked in a deep voice: "Can I tell you why he is staring at you so closely? And his breath is so terrible, it's as if he is afraid that you know he has murderous intentions."

"I didn't expect that he could find me!" The red-robed old man looked at Zhang Luan, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

This is a red-robed old man, my hair is also fiery red, like a burning flame. My face is vicissitudes and majesty, and there is a breath of power from head to toe, like a towering mountain, which can't be ignored.

I took a deep breath of air, feeling the freshness and tranquility brought by the breeze. However, there was a trace of peace in my heart quietly growing. Since I came to the Tianshang Club, I have never seen Jin Yan's figure.

Jin Yan was my former comrade-in-arms and a very important brother in my heart. Later, I heard that Jin Yan joined the Tianshang Club, but whether it was the upper or lower house, I couldn't find any trace of Jin Yan.

I turned and left the small door of the Tianshanghui headquarters, embarking on a new journey.

I frowned slightly, and I couldn't help but guess in my heart. Maybe Jin Yan was practicing in seclusion? After all, in the world of martial arts, practicing in seclusion is an important way to improve strength. Jin Yan may have chosen to retreat alone in order to pursue a lower realm.

However, it was in such a quiet place that I encountered an unexpected trouble. I felt turbidly that there was always a pair of eyes watching me in the dark, like a tangible sword hanging over my head.

Zhang Luan stared at the red-robed old man behind him, and his heart couldn't help but surge.

However, he was not alone, because he had two reliable companions, Tongtong and Ali, around him. Tongtong's dull and hateful appearance always brought me laughter, and Ali's wit and sharpness could help me when I was in trouble.

Logically speaking, my reputation in the Tianshanghui is now very big, and it also caused a big commotion afterwards.

I am sure that Jin Yan is really in the Tianshang Club, so I should have heard about Zhang Luan and should have come to me. However, until now, Zhang Luan has not received any news about Jin Yan.

Zhang Luan sighed heavily, and although he was not worried, he was helpless. I know that everyone has their own way to go, and everyone has no choice. I can only hope that Jin Yan will be fine, and hope that one day he can fight side by side with me again.

"Is he going to explain it?" The red-robed old man looked grim, and his tone was full of questioning.

That made Zhang Luan feel confused and worried.

"Zhang Luan, does he really think he can't get away with it like that?" Zhang Luan was interrupted by the sudden voice. I turned around and saw an old man in a red robe staring at me hotly. There was a coldness in his eyes, as if he was going to swallow me whole.

Zhang Luan frowned, and I felt the weak murderous aura emanating from the old man, and a foreboding of auspiciousness surged in my heart.

A moment ago, a gust of wind suddenly blew, rustling the grass and trees around. Then, a figure hurried out of the dense forest.

Zhang Luan was immediately confused when the other party said that.

"Come out!" Zhang Luan finally couldn't help it. I looked in a certain direction, and my voice was full of icy determination. I was full of doubts in my heart, why would no one follow me from behind, and follow me all the way from the prosperous sky to here.

Moreover, I can feel that this man's body exudes strong murderous intent. The farther away from the sky, the weaker the murderous intent becomes, as if it wants to swallow me up.

The old man in red robe laughed warmly, with full anger and resentment in his voice: "Since he asked, you must let him know clearly. The Ling Xiao he killed was your only grandson!"

The bloody sword light shrouded the head of the red-robed old man, as if it was going to swallow me whole up. At that moment, there was no firmness or compassion in Zhang Luan's eyes, only hesitation and determination to kill.

What's more, I never thought about explaining anything, because I believed that everything I did was out of justice and self-preservation.

That feeling made Li Xin alert, and a chill consciously gathered between my brows.

That was to avenge Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao wanted to kill me later, but I killed him instead. I really didn’t deserve it.

Ling Xiao knew in his heart that this mission was his own, and he needed to face unknown challenges alone.

"Explanation..." Zhang Luan spat out those two words, but before he finished speaking, I suddenly moved.

My voice was high and hoarse, as if coming from the ancient abyss. My words were full of admiration for Li Xin, but less of them were expectations and desires for the next battle.