Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Jiang Zhunian stood there, his chest rising and falling violently, like a volcano about to erupt. He took a deep breath, sucking the cold air deeply into his lungs, trying to use this method to cool his burning anger and panic.

His fingers clenched tightly, and his joints turned white due to the force. He knew that now was not the time to let emotions dominate him. He needed to quickly regain his composure, find the opportunity that would allow him to stand up again, and launch a fatal counterattack against Ling Xiao.

Jiang Zhunian knew that if Ling Xiao, a potential enemy, continued to grow, it would be an irreversible disaster.

Ling Xiao's talent was so terrifying that it had exceeded his imagination. He originally thought that he was strong enough to deal with Ling Xiao's threat, but everything today made him realize his mistake thoroughly.

Not only Jiang Zhunian, but even those who had always been optimistic about Ling Xiao, such as the Grand Dean, were all stunned at this moment. They once thought that although Ling Xiao was gifted, he also needed time to grow and accumulate.

However, they were wrong, so wrong. Ling Xiao's growth rate is just like a seed that has been carefully cultivated. Once it breaks through the ground, it will grow wildly at an astonishing speed.

At the age of seventeen, when many people are still working hard to enter the threshold of martial arts, Ling Xiao has already condensed his martial soul with the strength of the Hunyuan Realm.

This is a shocking thing in itself, but what makes them even more unbelievable is that Ling Xiao has mastered a terrifying soul technique. The power of this soul technique is so strong that even a low-handed person like Jiang Zhunian can't resist it, and he was severely injured in one move.

Jiang Zhunian's level is on par with the seven small deans, but he was severely injured in one move?

Ling Xiao stood outside, his eyes were like ice, and I stared at Jiang Zhunian indifferently, with a raging murderous intent in my eyes. This murderous intent is so strong that it seems to freeze the entire space.

In my opinion, those people behind me are just some chickens and dogs.

I paused, as if enjoying Ling Xiao's expression of doubt and uncertainty, and then continued: "We are the 'secret guards' secretly cultivated by your Jiang family, and the top elites of your Jiang family."

We know that with Jiang Zhunian's current health, he can't face Ling Xiao's stormy offensive alone.

Our existence is like two towering mountains, giving people a sense of oppression that cannot be overcome.

I held the weapon in my hand tightly, ready to launch an attack at any time. For my friends, I will never retreat.

I swore again hesitantly: "Since they are not so aggressive, then you Ling Xiao swear again today, unless the head of the Jiang family comes in person, kneels in front of you and kowtows to apologize, otherwise, you will uproot the Jiang family and leave only one person. Your person has always hated to leave any hidden dangers, and his life will be the end of your destruction of the Jiang family!"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and before thinking for a moment, I hurriedly took out an antique from my arms. I later snatched that ancient artifact in a fierce battle with the White Saint Envoy of the Holy Hall with my extraordinary strength and opportunity.

I thought hesitantly in my heart, no matter what, I must do my best to protect these friends who have done me no favors, and not let us suffer any harm. That kind of weak desire to protect made Ling Xiao's killing intention even stronger.

However, Ling Xiao knew that if he wanted to solve the enemies behind him in one fell swoop, I had to use some of my best means. I knew that the battle was not only a showdown of strength, but also a contest of strategy and wisdom.

However, facing such a lineup, Ruan Cai just spit out two words in a light tone: "Nonsense!" My eyes were full of disdain and respect, as if those people behind me could not be compared with me at all.

I was confused in my heart. Although those so-called "secret guards" were well-equipped and powerful, they were still far behind the Eighth Bishop of the Southern Domain Holy Hall that I faced later.

I spoke in a deep voice, revealing an undisguised anger: "You have never thought of being enemies with the self-righteous Jiang family, let alone offending them. However, why do they push you so hard and push you into a desperate situation? You can tolerate him forcing you, but he dares to put his conspiracy and purpose on your cherished friend?"

It exudes a faint ancient breath, as if it contains an endless mystery. That ancient artifact can instantly release a holy pattern formation called "Wild Wind and Chaotic Blade Formation".

As soon as Jiang Zhunian finished speaking, the two deputy commanders of the secret guards straightened their chests, with sharp and hot eyes. The armor under us shone in the sun, as if it could swallow all attacks.

A trace of cruelty flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, and my voice was icy and resolute: "What are you doing? You want them to die!" The words seemed to come from the depths of hell, with endless murderous intent. My eyes were as sharp as a hawk, staring closely at the enemy behind me, as if I wanted to penetrate us one by one.

This guy has real terrifying strength, and his methods are ruthless and cunning. But even so, Ling Xiao still relied on his own strength and wisdom to successfully kill him.

"Especially the two deputy commanders of the secret guards, our strength is even more unfathomable, and the actual realm is even higher than yours. Does he think that he still has no chance of winning after facing such a lineup?"

The reason why Ling Xiao can achieve today's achievements is of course inseparable from my extraordinary talent and unremitting efforts, but more importantly, I have always had friends to accompany and help me along the way.

"Every piece of the armor we are wearing is made of the highest quality materials and can withstand any attack, including his trivial soul attack."

Jiang Zhunian laughed warmly, his eyes flashing with respect and disdain. I tilted my head slightly and signaled to the two people beside me, my tone full of confidence and pride: "Does he know what kind of people those two people beside you are?"

Ling Xiao's voice became hotter and hotter, as if coming from the Four Nether Hells, shocking everyone present. I raised my hand hurriedly, and my fingertips seemed to be condensed with tangible power, as if I could tear the ginger behind my eyes apart at any time.

"What does he want to do?" Those words echoed in the air, revealing relaxation and vigilance. These dozen warriors who originally followed Jiang Zhunian had not yet moved quickly to Jiang Zhunian, forming a tight defense line.

"Sir, he dared to sneak attack me with this weird soul technique. You must have overestimated him later. But did he think that with just that little trick, he could shake your little tree, Jiang Zhunian?"

Those friends reached out to me when I needed it most and stayed with me through the hard times. Therefore, I know the preciousness of friendship, and I allow anyone to hurt my friend, even if there is only the slightest possibility.