Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The old man's face changed slightly when he heard this, but he was not angry. He just shook his head gently, with a bit of helplessness and determination in his tone: "Little brother, you act so decisively and leave no room for maneuver. Although our Bada Trading Company is not a belligerent company, it is not a soft persimmon that can be bullied.

Face, for a trading company like ours, is the foundation of existence and the soul of inheritance. We can protect this honor and dignity at the cost of our lives, so how can we easily give up and abandon the face accumulated over thousands of years?"

Ling Xiao sighed and said: "In this case, today I can only smash your Bada Trading Company."

After the voice fell, Ling Xiao's expression became extremely determined. He slowly stood up, with an unquestionable light flashing in his eyes.

As he moved, there seemed to be a slight fluctuation in the air, and then a set of complicated and mysterious black armor-Tianluo magic tools, gradually covered his body.

The armor was filled with a faint demonic aura, which blended with Ling Xiao's own aura, making him look even more powerful and inviolable.

After wearing the Tianluo magic tool, Ling Xiao's temperament changed dramatically. He was already strong, but now he was even more powerful.

He knew that without the blessing of the Tianluo magic tool, he might not be able to compete with the strong men in the early stage of Tianhe Realm, but at this moment, he was full of confidence and ready to face the upcoming battle.

He slowly drew out the bloodthirsty knife on his back. The knife was blood red, and there seemed to be traces of past battles on the blade, revealing a bloodthirsty chill. Ling Xiao tightly grasped the hilt, his eyes revealed determination and coldness, and without any hesitation, he rushed directly towards the old man.

The old man's face changed drastically when he saw this. He never expected Ling Xiao to launch an attack so decisively.

He reacted quickly and pressed his right hand forward. Under this pressure, the space in front of him seemed to be squeezed by an invisible big hand, and it sank down, forming a distorted space area.

However, facing Ling Xiao's powerful and heavy slash, this distorted space area collapsed instantly like paper.

Boom!

With a deafening roar, the surrounding space trembled violently, as if it could not withstand this powerful force and was about to break.

Microscopic space cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, covering the entire Bada Trading Company. Under the impact of this force, the buildings in the Bada Trading Company began to collapse layer by layer, with rubble flying and dust flying, and chaos.

The old man was even knocked back by this sudden blow, and his figure drew a long arc in the air, and finally fell heavily on the ground a hundred feet away.

He staggered to his feet, his face as pale as paper, and his eyes full of disbelief. He never expected that this seemingly young opponent would have such terrifying strength.

The power of a knife is so terrifying! Wherever the knife light passes, the air seems to be torn apart, leaving a clearly visible space crack that has not healed for a long time. The strength of this force is so strong that it makes people feel awe, and even watching from a distance is enough to make people tremble.

Inside the Bada Trading Company, countless strong men who were trying to wait and see the situation can no longer remain calm at this moment. They are either terrified or panicked, looking for a way to escape. For a while, the trading company was in chaos, tables and chairs overturned, and the sound of broken objects came one after another.

In other corners of the city, some strong men who sensed the huge movement here used their skills to rush to the scene of the incident. They wanted to find out what happened out of curiosity or responsibility.

However, when they approached the area that was stirred up by Ling Xiao alone, they felt the indescribable fierceness emanating from Ling Xiao. This fierceness oppressed their minds like a substance, making them stop involuntarily and their faces changed suddenly.

The strong men looked at each other in disbelief and fear. There were many people with high cultivation among them, but no one dared to approach easily at this moment. On the contrary, they retreated violently and distanced themselves from Ling Xiao, fearing that they would become the next target affected by this terrifying force.

In the distance, the old man stared at Ling Xiao, and his eyes that had experienced vicissitudes of life were filled with unprecedented fear.

He knew that although his cultivation had reached the third level of Tianhe Realm and he was a leader in the early stage of Tianhe Realm, he felt unprecedented pressure when facing Ling Xiao who was wearing Tianluo magic tools and had greatly increased his strength.

Ling Xiao was about to take advantage of the victory and turn the offensive in his hands into a more violent storm. At this critical moment, four extremely powerful auras suddenly emerged in the air around him, like four hidden torrents, suddenly breaking through the calm lake surface.

These four auras intertwined with each other, forming a pressure that could not be ignored, which made the whole space tremble.

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and quickly scanned the surroundings with his eyes like torches. Four figures slowly appeared from the void. They were dressed in different clothes, but all of them exuded the powerful fluctuations of the early Tianhe Realm. They were obviously the best in this world.

However, facing these four sudden strong men, Ling Xiao only had a sneer on his face. That smile showed both confidence in his strength and contempt for the upcoming challenge.

He held the weapons tightly with both hands. The bloodthirsty knife and the sword of the god seemed to come alive in his hands, flashing a cold light of bloodthirstiness and holiness. He looked at the old man coldly, and his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all the falsehoods and reach the deepest part of people's hearts.

"Old bastard," Ling Xiao's voice was low and powerful, and every word hit the old man's heart like a heavy hammer.

"I'll give you a chance. All the magic tools in your branch will be used as compensation, and the four of you will hand over all the storage rings on your body as the price for offending me. In this way, I can show mercy and let you live, so that you can linger. How about it?"

Ling Xiao's words were full of unquestionable majesty. Every move and every look of his silently declared his position and determination.

When the old man heard this, his face turned even more livid. He knew that today's matter could not be resolved peacefully, but facing Ling Xiao's arrogant attitude, he felt an indescribable humiliation and anger in his heart.

"Are you scared?" The old man grinned, and his smile was mixed with the vicissitudes of time and a trace of imperceptible madness. The wrinkles were as deep as ravines on his face, and each one seemed to record countless calculations and conspiracies.

His eyes flashed with greed and determination, as if he had already regarded everything in front of him as something in his pocket.

"Afraid? You are really an old fool," Ling Xiao shook his head contemptuously, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. In that smile, there was both disdain for the old man's ignorance and confidence and calmness in his own situation.