Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Wherever the blood dragon sword passed, the air seemed to be ignited, making bursts of burning sounds. The surrounding space could not bear this terrifying power and began to twist and decompose, as if even time slowed down at this moment.

Facing this sudden terrorist attack, Ling Xiao felt an unprecedented pressure coming at him. His body seemed to be pulled by thousands of wild horses at the same time, and every inch of skin and every bone was groaning in pain.

But his eyes were still firm, without the slightest retreat or fear. He knew that only by facing the difficulties could he find a glimmer of hope on the edge of life and death.

He couldn't help but frown slightly, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. The strength of the sixth level of Tianhe Realm was indeed so terrifying, far beyond his previous expectations. Even with his current cultivation and means, if he only relied on conventional methods, he would probably find it difficult to compete with it, let alone win.

This sudden recognition made his heart sink, as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest, making it difficult to breathe. But Ling Xiao was not discouraged. He quickly adjusted his mentality, made a decisive decision, and made the most resolute decision.

He clenched his hands, and the Bloodthirsty Knife and the God-Slaying Sword simultaneously shone with dazzling light. The two completely different forces intertwined and merged in his body, forming an unprecedented powerful offensive.

At the same time, the five elements dragon soul in his body seemed to feel the master's determination, and roared one after another, adding a bit of excitement and tragedy to the battle.

"Bang!" With a deafening roar, the two forces collided violently with the old man's blood dragon sword in the air, and a shocking energy fluctuation broke out. This collision was like the falling of stars, the shattering of mountains and rivers, and the entire space trembled.

However, in this contest of strength and will, Ling Xiao was still slightly inferior after all. He was instantly knocked back hundreds of meters away. His body drew a long parabola in the air and finally fell heavily to the ground. His face was as pale as paper, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, the old man's eyes showed a trace of unbelievable surprise, and his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he wanted to see through Ling Xiao.

"This is impossible! How can you, a mere Divine Transformation Realm cultivator, withstand the full force of my Tianhe Realm Sixth Layer Sword Power..." His voice was full of doubt and unwillingness.

However, just before the old man finished speaking, something strange happened. Ling Xiao's figure suddenly became blurred, as if he had merged into the void.

Then, the Bloodthirsty Knife and the God-Slaying Sword in his hands disappeared at the same time, replaced by a black sword emitting a strong demonic aura - the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword! The appearance of this sword changed the atmosphere of the entire battlefield, as if even the air had solidified.

Buzz!

A long and deep sword sound suddenly cut through the sky, and the sound was so strong that it seemed to tear the clouds in the sky, shaking people's minds. This sword sound is not only a release of power, but also a challenge to will. It announces the beginning of Ling Xiao's counterattack in an irresistible manner.

As the sword sound spreads, the space around the old man seems unable to withstand the impact of this force, and fine cracks begin to appear. These cracks spread rapidly like spider webs, covering the old man in a broken space.

The old man's face became extremely solemn at this moment. He knew that this sword was extraordinary and he must go all out to deal with it.

"Dang!"

When the old man's long sword and Ling Xiao's Demon Lord Black Sky Sword confronted head-on, the entire battlefield seemed to tremble.

The two powerful forces collided fiercely in the air, erupting with a deafening roar, accompanied by a strong shock wave, the ground under the old man's feet instantly collapsed, gravel splashed, and dust flew.

Although the old man was strong, he couldn't help but have his blood surging under this blow, and a mouthful of blood gushed out uncontrollably. However, with his profound cultivation and tenacious will, he forcibly blocked Ling Xiao's powerful sword.

However, the battle did not stop. Ling Xiao was in a dominant position and knew that this was the perfect time to defeat the old man.

So, he released the demon god in his body without hesitation. The demon god was burly, surrounded by a strong evil aura, holding a black magic sword, like a messenger from hell, with endless killing and destruction, and slashed with one sword.

This sword was extremely evil, as if it could devour all light and hope, making the whole air filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Wherever the sword light passed, the space seemed to be corroded, leaving a series of dark traces. Seeing this, the old man was horrified. He tried his best to dodge, but he was still a step slower.

"Bang!"

The demon god's sword slashed heavily on the old man's defense, and the huge force directly shocked the old man back dozens of meters away, staggering, and almost unable to stand steadily.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's figure appeared in front of the old man again like a ghost, and the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword was unsheathed, with the tip of the sword flashing with cold light, pointing directly at the old man's vitals.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's eyes were full of determination and coldness. He knew that this sword would be the key to winning or losing.

The old man couldn't dodge at all this time. Facing this terrifying attack, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes. Although he had made a move to resist with all his strength, the long sword in his hand was broken like a fragile piece of paper under the unparalleled power of the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, and the fragments were scattered all over the ground.

Puff!

This light sound was like the whisper of the god of death. The dark sword body of the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, with a touch of ominous cold light, pierced into the old man's neck without any obstruction.

The tip of the sword was embedded deeply, and it was only a hair away from penetrating the fragile throat, completely extinguishing the old man's fire of life. The old man's face instantly turned pale, and his eyes widened, full of disbelief and horror.

Ling Xiao stared at this scene with mixed feelings in his heart.

This was the first time that he actually used the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in actual combat. At first, he did not fully release its magical power. He only relied on the sharpness of the sword itself and his own cultivation to fight, which to a certain extent made the opponent underestimate the enemy. heart.

However, when he realized that the old man's strength was far beyond his expectation and he had to go all out, he swung the sword for the second time and directly used the majestic power contained in the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword.

At that moment, the sword seemed to be given life, releasing a heart-stopping dark power that made it impossible for the opponent to resist it again.

Ling Xiao is not a murderous person, but facing such a powerful opponent, he has to deal with it cautiously and take every step carefully. He knew that if he was a little negligent, not only would he fall into a situation of eternal disaster, but it might also lead to Xiao Lianzhu's tragic fate.

Therefore, even at this critical moment of life and death, he kept a clear head and used the most appropriate strategies and the most powerful weapons to ensure victory in the battle.