Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

When the old man heard this, a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. There was a bit of coldness and madness in that smile. He slowly put away his sword and looked at Ling Xiao carefully with his eyes that were also full of greed and calculation, as if he was evaluating a rare treasure.

"Hmph, after careful inspection, your talent is more than ten times better than that of Xiao Lianzhu. If you can completely extract your soul and offer it to Master Wuxu, it will be a great achievement, enough to make My status in Huangquan Bulao Mountain has reached a higher level."

The old man's words revealed strong greed and ambition. His eyes wandered over Ling Xiao, as if he had already seen the rewards and glory he had received for this 'great gift'.

As his thoughts drifted further and further, the fire and greed in his eyes became more intense, as if they were about to swallow up Ling Xiao's whole body.

Ling Xiao looked at the old man indifferently. Those deep eyes seemed to contain endless abyss. The bloodthirsty knife and the God-killing Sword in his hands trembled slightly, making a low and powerful roar. He seemed to be full of the old man's arrogant words. Dissatisfaction and anger.

Between the light and shadow of the sword, there is a majesty and power that cannot be underestimated.

"Old man, you in Huangquan Bulaoshan claim to be a master like a cloud, and there are many strong men in the Tianhe realm, but in my eyes, Ling Xiao, they are just lambs to be slaughtered. Let me ask, are these so-called strong men really enough for me to kill? ”

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth. The smile contained both a response to the old man's provocation and absolute confidence in his own strength.

When the old man heard this, his expression instantly darkened, like the sky before a storm, depressing and terrifying.

"Boy, you may have a great reputation in the outside world, and some people may even be afraid of you because of the power behind you. But in our territory of Huangquan Bulao Mountain, we will not shrink back even a step because of your false reputation."

The old man's voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of determination and unyielding.

Before he finished speaking, the old man stood up like a cheetah ready to attack. The long sword in his hand suddenly swung out and struck Ling Xiao with a sharp sword strike from a distance.

This sword gathered the old man's lifelong cultivation and will. Wherever the sword tip passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a harsh scream.

A blood-red sword light suddenly appeared in the space in front of Ling Xiao. Like an angry blood dragon, it rapidly expanded and swooped towards Ling Xiao with a destructive momentum. As the sword light passed by, the space seemed to be dyed with blood, and a heart-stopping aura of death filled the air.

However, at this critical moment, Ling Xiao's figure disappeared from the place like a ghost, leaving only a faint afterimage.

The blood-red sword light penetrated the afterimage without any hindrance, but Ling Xiao himself appeared not far away unharmed, with an indifferent smile on his face, as if everything just now was just an insignificant event. farce.

Seeing this scene, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly, with a flash of surprise and solemnity in his eyes. He said solemnly: "Good boy, you can avoid my attack so easily and still appear so calm. Who are you? "

Before he finished speaking, a biting chill suddenly appeared in the air, and then, a dazzling sword light cut through the sky like lightning, coming directly towards the old man's face. This sword light contains endless edge and killing intent, as if it can cut through all obstacles.

When the old man saw this, his face became stern, he held the sword tightly with both hands, and the spiritual power in his body surged, instantly condensing on the tip of the sword. He didn't move, but with a slight turn of his wrist, he swung out a sword. The sword glowed like a dragon and collided head-on with the blade light.

boom!

A deafening loud noise exploded in the air, as if the whole world was changed by it. I saw the light of the sword and the light of the sword clashing fiercely in the air, shining brightly and dazzlingly. The two collided with each other and erupted into amazing energy fluctuations, causing the surrounding space to distort.

As time went by, the blade light gradually became powerless under the old man's powerful sword light, and began to fragment layer by layer, eventually turning into little rays of light and dissipating into the invisible. However, the old man's sword light was also consumed in the process, and also disappeared into the air.

But the old man did not slack off at all because of this. He knew that Ling Xiao's strength was very important and he had to go all out to defeat him.

So, he stretched out his figure and shuttled across the battlefield like a ghost. He swung the long sword in his hand again, and the blood-red sword light swept up again. This time, it turned into a ferocious scarlet tiger, roaring. Pounced towards Ling Xiao.

"Blood tiger kill!" the old man roared, his voice full of determination and killing intent. The blood tiger seemed to feel the will of its master, its roar became more deafening, and its speed became faster and faster, as if it was going to tear Ling Xiao into pieces.

Faced with this sudden attack, Ling Xiao frowned slightly, but then he regained his composure.

He retreated violently, as light and elegant as a fallen leaf in the wind. At the same time, he swung out the bloodthirsty knife in his hand one after another. Dozens of sharp knife lights came out like raindrops, intertwining with the ferocious blood tiger to form a thrilling scene in the air. picture.

Bang bang bang...

With a series of deafening explosions, the blood-red sword light that was originally raging was finally completely shattered like a fragile bubble under Ling Xiao's full counterattack, turning into dots of red light and dissipating in the air.

Ling Xiao took advantage of the situation and retreated, leaving shadows on the battlefield like ghosts. In the blink of an eye, he had retreated dozens of meters away. The distance between him and the old man quickly widened, forming a safe barrier.

The old man stared at Ling Xiao, a hint of surprise and appreciation flashed in his eyes.

He noticed a few streaks of blood inadvertently seeping from the corners of Ling Xiao's mouth, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. He slowly said: "Good boy, you are only at the Divine Transformation Realm, but your body is so strong that you can withstand my full-strength attack and only suffer minor injuries. It's really amazing."

The old man's words not only recognized Ling Xiao's strength, but also revealed a hint of imperceptible amusement.

However, this brief praise did not last too long. The old man's eyes suddenly became sharp. He knew that today's battle was either victory or defeat, and there was no room for carelessness.

So, he shouted in a deep voice: "But, it won't be so comfortable next time!" After speaking, he raised the long sword again, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly. On the tip of the sword, the blood-red light condensed again. This time, its power was more terrifying than before.

With a low roar from the old man, "Blood Dragon Kill!" A shocking sword light burst out from the tip of the sword. It was no longer in the form of a tiger, but a lifelike blood dragon. It roared and rolled, carrying the power of destroying the world, and pounced on Ling Xiao.

The old man's attack was obviously intended to kill Ling Xiao.