Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Xiao said slowly: "Let's take a step back. Even if I am caught by you, your Bada Trading Company will suffer heavy losses.

At that time, even if you try your best to get this unique treasure from me, how can you ensure that it will not be coveted by greedy eyes? Can your Bada Trading Company really keep this ill-gotten wealth in this turbulent world?"

Speaking of this, Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly became as sharp as an eagle, as if he could see through the deepest fears and desires of people's hearts.

"Furthermore, if I unfortunately fall here, have you ever thought about the forces behind me - that is a huge existence that can shake the mountains and rivers, how will they madly target your Bada Trading Company? What kind of anger and revenge will that be? Can your mere trading company really withstand this rage from the abyss?"

His voice was not loud, but every word was sonorous and powerful, like ice piercing the bones, making the surrounding air solidify.

Every word of Ling Xiao was like a sharp blade, accurately cutting the defense line in the old man's heart, making his originally ferocious smile gradually become stiff, and a flash of panic and uneasiness in his eyes that could not be concealed.

"You are really old, and you don't have any brains at all," Ling Xiao emphasized again, his tone full of ridicule and helplessness for the old man's stupid behavior.

"Others know to hide their tracks and act in secret to be safe when they rob treasures. But you are so blatant, doing this unjust act in broad daylight. Even if you rob it, how long can you keep it? In this world, where is there any real treasure that can be easily obtained without paying any price?"

Ling Xiao's words were like morning bells and evening drums, awakening the deaf, and everyone present fell into deep thought. The old man's face was even more uncertain, and his clenched fists trembled slightly, as if he was trying his best to suppress the turmoil and struggle in his heart.

The old man stared at Ling Xiao, his eyes full of traces of time, flashing with determination and madness, as if he wanted to imprint every subtle expression of Ling Xiao in his heart.

"You are sure that my Wanbao Merchants will not fight you to death, so you are so unscrupulous in our territory!" His voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with unquestionable firmness.

"But, you are wrong! Today, our Bada Merchants are united and vow to keep you here at all costs, and we will not touch the treasure that caused countless storms, and will offer it intact to the Holy Hall to show the loyalty and determination of our merchant!"

As the old man's voice fell, the two words "Do it!" exploded like thunder, echoing in the empty field, shaking everyone's heart.

The old man, whom the woman respectfully called Uncle Huang, seemed to have transformed into an enraged lion at this moment. His whole body was full of momentum, and a pressure that could not be underestimated emanated from his body and rushed straight into the sky.

Almost at the same time, Uncle Huang and the other four Tianhe Realm early-stage strongmen who were also dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a strong aura launched an attack together. They were as fast as lightning, and each of them used their special skills to pounce on Ling Xiao.

The air was filled with thick true qi fluctuations, as if even the space became distorted at this moment.

Facing this sudden and fierce attack, Ling Xiao's face did not show the slightest panic, but instead smiled contemptuously. In that smile, there was both ridicule for the enemy's stupid behavior and absolute confidence in his own strength.

"What an ignorant fool, do you really think that treasures are so easy to get?" He whispered to himself, and then his body spread out, disappearing from the spot like a ghost, leaving only a series of residual images flickering on the spot.

The next moment, Ling Xiao's figure appeared in the air. He raised his hand and released the Heavenly Demon Array. There was no need to make seals or chant spells. The array was released directly.

The surrounding heaven and earth energy seemed to be summoned by something and gathered towards him frantically. In an instant, a Seven Absolute Killing Array composed of rich spiritual power took shape, suspended in the air, emitting a terrifying pressure that made people's heart palpitate.

Now, Ling Xiao's strength is like a reborn, more than eight times stronger than before. This surge in power makes him exude a terrifying power in every move.

And the Seven Absolute Killing Array, which made him famous, has also skyrocketed eight times in power under such a powerful energy infusion. It is like the sharpest sword in the world, enough to cut through the void and cut off all obstacles.

Looking back on the past, even the strong men at the peak of the Tongtian Realm were as fragile as ants under this Seven Absolute Killing Array, and were instantly killed into nothingness.

Now, with the doubling of the power of the Seven Deadly Killing Formation, its threat to the early Tianhe Realm strongmen is no longer a simple suppression or harm, but is enough to cause a devastating blow to them, making them feel unprecedented despair and fear.

When Ling Xiao's mind moved, the Seven Deadly Killing Formation was released with a bang, and the entire Bada Trading Company seemed to be shrouded by an invisible force, and the space seemed to become distorted and oppressive at this moment.

The five Tianhe Realm strongmen who were originally full of confidence, as well as the other warriors in the trading company who were either terrified or curious, were all involved in this sudden terrifying force and had nowhere to escape.

As the light in the Seven Deadly Killing Formation flickered and intertwined, waves of shrill screams began to sound one after another, and they intertwined together to form a melody of death.

Among these voices, there were both desperate cries for the impending extinction of life and sad sobs for the powerless resistance of the strong.

However, there was no fluctuation in Ling Xiao's heart. He knew very well that in this cruel martial arts world, compassion often means weakness. Only by using thunder can he intimidate Xiao Xiao and protect himself.

He is not willing to take action easily, but since the battle is inevitable, he will go all out to maximize the effectiveness of the precious trump card of Tianluo Magic Tool.

After all, every use means a huge consumption and risk, and he must ensure that every use

You can achieve the desired results in one shot without leaving any regrets.

"Don't stop!" The old man's roar seemed particularly pale and weak amidst the roar of the Seven Ultimate Killing Formations. His face was twisted with fear and anger, and his eyes were wide open, as if he wanted to penetrate this invisible cage and look directly at Ling Xiao. Those cold eyes.

Although he struggled to hold on on the edge of this formation with his profound cultivation, despair surged in his heart - he knew that although he could survive, he would not be able to rescue the Bada Merchant Warriors who were trapped in it. .

When Ling Xiao heard this, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his gaze was like a knife, piercing the old man's heart.

"Haha, stop? If you agree to my conditions, I will stop. Otherwise, this killing will just begin."

His voice was low and firm, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with unquestionable majesty. .