Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

However, Ling Xiao was not moved at all. He still maintained a calm expression, and even had a playful smile on his lips. He said lightly: "What a coincidence, I really have that ability." Although his voice was calm, every word revealed unquestionable confidence.

Then, Ling Xiao's tone revealed a hint of disdain and contempt: "Even if it is you, Shangguan Yu, I may be able to find a way to defeat you... However, if you are willing to give me a face and stop disturbing Jiu Lao's quiet life, I can consider letting you go and not taking your lives."

His voice was full of calmness and confidence, as if everything was under his control.

Shangguan Yu's face changed slightly when she heard this.

She didn't expect Ling Xiao to be so confident that he even dared to directly challenge her, a strong man in the Wuhun Realm. The six peak strong men in the Hunyuan Realm behind her also looked at each other, obviously shocked by Ling Xiao's words.

However, Shangguan Yu quickly regained her composure.

"Hahaha..." Shangguan Yu's laughter was as clear as a silver bell, but with a bit of teasing and disdain. She smiled voluptuously, like a blooming peony, gorgeous and proud. She squinted at Ling Xiao, with a playful light in her eyes: "My little darling, listen to what you said, let us go? Give you a face? Who on earth are you, how dare you be so arrogant?"

Ling Xiao's face did not change at all in the face of Shangguan Yu's ridicule, and he responded lightly: "Then there is no room for negotiation?"

Shangguan Yu was surprised to see Ling Xiao so flustered. However, he quickly regained his composure and sneered: "You are wrong, there is room for negotiation! Who does he think he is, how dare he be so arrogant in front of your male emperor?"

Ling Xiao said no more, shrugged, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. A weak and violent space fluctuation rippled where I disappeared, as if there was an invisible force tearing the space.

As the leader of the group, Xiaguan Yu was extremely anxious. You know the power of Ling Xiao's move. If you let it go, I'm afraid that group of people will suffer heavy losses. So you rushed over without hesitation, trying to intervene to stop the disaster.

Driven by that power, the knife in Ling Xiao's hand began to emit a faint red light, as if it was stained red by blood. At that moment, I seemed to be integrated with the knife in my hand and became a real killer.

Seeing this, Xiaguan Yu couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart. You know the strength of the eight peak weaklings in the Hunyuan realm. If we join forces, even you will have to work hard to deal with it. And Ling Xiao actually broke into it so recklessly. How confident is that, or is it extremely stupid?

When I opened my eyes again, a confident and indifferent smile appeared at the corner of my mouth. Then, a faint breath burst out from my body, which was the violent and bloodthirsty power of the bloodthirsty sword soul.

Suddenly, Zhao Wei swung his sword fiercely. It was the weakest move in the bloodthirsty sword technique - Blood Demon Dawn. As soon as that move came out, the whole space seemed to tremble, and a weak energy wave spread out to the seven sides with me as the center.

Wherever the blade passed, everything seemed to be torn apart. Whether it was air or space, it seemed so strong in that force. The red light under the blade, like the sunlight at dawn, illuminated the surrounding darkness, but also brought destruction.

At that moment, Ling Xiao seemed to have transformed into a demon god and descended on that battlefield. Every attack of mine brought the power of destroying the world, which made people shudder.

However, these eight weaklings at the peak of the Hunyuan Realm did not seem to take Xiaguan Yu's reminder to heart. We did not disobey Xiaguan Yu's command, but we sincerely believed that Zhao Wei was just a big clown who was not worth mentioning.

It opened its huge dragon mouth and let out a thunderous dragon roar, which actually blocked Xiaguan Yu's way directly. Xiaguan Yu was startled by the sudden dragon. He stopped and stared at the green dragon, his heart full of doubts and surprise.

Blood Demon Dawn, that was the weakest move in the bloodthirsty swordsmanship that Ling Xiao had mastered, equivalent to the power of the peak martial arts of the human level. Although compared with the ultimate killing array and the soul technique I just learned, the power of that move was slightly sufficient, but it was still not enough to deal with the peak warrior of the Hunyuan Realm behind him.

Ling Xiao stood quietly outside, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was feeling every subtle fluctuation around him.

When Ling Xiao wielded this earth-shaking "Blood Demon Dawn", the faces of the eight peak weaklings of the Hunyuan Realm showed fear at the same time. We have never seen such a violent and fierce attack. The red light under the blade seemed to be able to devour everything and cut the space into pieces.

Inside the cave, Jiu Lao witnessed everything, and my heart was not yet in my throat. The old man who was usually calm and composed couldn't help but sweat for Ling Xiao.

The last moment, Zhao Wei had appeared like a ghost among the eight weaklings at the peak of the Hunyuan Realm. My action seemed reckless and stupid, putting myself in the encirclement, but it was accompanied by an indescribable calmness and confidence.

We each stood in our own position, with a respectful smile on our faces, as if we had not seen Ling Xiao's defeat.

Don't forget, Ling Xiao has not yet broken through to the Hunyuan Realm, and my cultivation and strength have not been improved a little. With my current realm, I have not been able to kill a warrior of the first level of the Wuhun Realm, let alone those warriors of the Hunyuan Realm who are one level higher than the Wuhun Realm? In Ling Xiao's eyes, we are simply my opponents.

Ling Xiao held the bloodthirsty knife and slashed our throats with lightning speed. Each swing of the knife was accurate and fatal. Once he made a move, Ling Xiao had no intention of holding back, because I knew that those enemies also had no intention of killing me.

"Be careful!" Xiaguan Yu couldn't help but remind me, and your voice was full of relief and worry.

A stream of terrifying auras burst out of our bodies like a torrent. We tried our best to gather enough defensive power to resist the devastating blow.

But it was not that great attention that made us pay a heavy price.

Suddenly, there was a violent vibration from the ground, and then a green dragon drilled out from the ground. The dragon was huge, like a towering tree, exuding a weak and fierce pressure.

I knew that although Ling Xiao's cultivation was ordinary, he would probably find it difficult to resist the siege of so many weak people. I wanted to drag my injured body to help, but at the moment when I was about to act, I was stunned.

In just a moment, the dust had settled on Ling Xiao's side. The eight weaklings at the peak of the Primordial Realm who were once so arrogant were now struggling vigorously.