Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

In this state, even Tianhe Realm warriors like them seemed so powerless.

And what made them feel most desperate were the two weapons in Ling Xiao's hand - the Bloodthirsty Sword Soul and the God-Slaying Sword Soul.

Under Ling Xiao's control, these two martial souls seemed to have life. Every swing was accompanied by a deafening roar, releasing terrifying power that made people's heart palpitate.

Not only were they extremely sharp and could easily tear apart space, they also contained the terrifying power that only the top-grade divine weapons of the Earth Honored level could possess, making people daunted.

The key point was that Ling Xiao was also well versed in the art of soul. He seemed to be able to see into people's hearts. The God-Slaying Sword Intent and the Bloodthirsty Sword Intent that were released inadvertently were like an invisible storm, shuttling between the battlefields, making it difficult for people to escape their sharp edge when they were defending themselves. Every confrontation was terrifying and unpredictable.

The second guardian's brows were almost twisted into a knot, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. He knew very well that if this continued, even if the two of them joined forces, they would find it difficult to resist Ling Xiao's endless tricks and powerful strength.

The anxiety and urgency in his heart made him whisper: "No, we must break this deadlock, otherwise we will be exhausted and defeated sooner or later. We have to think of a foolproof plan."

At this time, the fourth guardian seemed to catch the determination and helplessness in the eyes of the second guardian. He thought quickly for a moment, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He suggested: "Brother, we might as well retreat to the underground fortress.

It is not only the foundation of our Huangquan Bulao Mountain, but also an indestructible refuge.

What's more, Xiao Lianzhu is also imprisoned there. She is the weak point of this kid. We use this as bait, and he will be afraid to act rashly. In this way, we may be able to find a chance to turn defeat into victory."

Although the conversation between the two did not speak, it was clearly transmitted in each other's hearts through the art of transmitting sound into secrets, which not only maintained the concealment of the battlefield, but also avoided the risk of being detected by Ling Xiao.

When the second guardian heard this, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. He nodded heavily, as if he had made up his mind. Then, he cast a firm look at the four guardians. No need to say more, the two of them already understood each other.

The second guardian moved, like an arrow from a bow, suddenly accelerated, and rushed towards the direction of the underground fortress. There was their last line of defense and their hope for counterattack.

The entrance to the underground fortress was hidden behind a dense forest. It looked ordinary on the outside, but it was actually a mystery. As the second guardian approached, the mechanism at the entrance quietly started, and a heavy stone door slowly opened, revealing a deep passage leading to the underground world.

The second guardian rushed in without hesitation. He knew that only there could they temporarily get rid of Ling Xiao's pursuit and plan the next move.

Although the four guardians were eager to retreat, Ling Xiao's insight seemed to be able to penetrate all disguises. He had already seen through the intentions of the four people.

At the moment when the four guardians were about to take a step and their bodies had not yet turned completely, Ling Xiao was as swift as a cheetah hunting, and unprecedented power burst out from his body. This power gathered on the bloodthirsty knife in his hand. The knife flashed, like lightning that cut through the sky, and instantly split the huge bodies of the four guardians in two.

At that moment, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and death. The bodies of the four guardians seemed so fragile under the powerful force. His eyes were full of disbelief and despair, but everything was too late.

Ling Xiao's knife not only cut off his flesh, but also devoured his blood essence, and the soul power that he had cultivated for many years was not spared and was sucked into the endless darkness.

All around, the environment that was originally noisy due to fierce fighting became unusually quiet at this moment. Only the occasional sound of the wind from afar and the steady breathing of Ling Xiao nearby could be heard. This kind of silence seemed to freeze even time, which made people feel cold.

In the dark not far away, Qian Xuejin of Sitong Commercial Bank witnessed all this. His face was as pale as paper, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

His eyes were fixed on Ling Xiao, and his heart was filled with complex emotions - shock, fear, and a little fear.

He recalled Ling Xiao's arrogance at Sitong Commercial Bank. At that time, he only thought that the other party was young and frivolous, and did not know the height of the world. Now it seems that behind that arrogance, there is such a terrifying strength and confidence.

Qian Xuejin couldn't help but secretly feel fortunate that he did not completely break up with Ling Xiao because of a momentary impulse. He knew very well that if Sitong Commercial Bank really went to war with Ling Xiao, even if it could win in the end, it would definitely be seriously injured and suffer heavy losses.

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, once the strength is damaged, it will give other forces an opportunity to take advantage of it. Bada Commercial Bank or other covetous forces will definitely take advantage of the opportunity and completely devour Sitong Commercial Bank.

As if he suddenly realized something, Qian Xuejin slowly turned his head and looked at Qian Yingying beside him with deep eyes, with a complex and heavy tone: "Yingying, you witnessed all this with your own eyes, do you still have the idea of ​​revenge in your heart?"

Hearing this, Qian Yingying's body trembled more violently involuntarily, as if even her soul was trembling.

Her eyes were wide open, and her pupils reflected the arrogant figure of Ling Xiao in the distance, as well as the devastated and miserable scene of Huangquan Bulao Mountain.

Her hands were clenched into fists, and her nails were deeply embedded in her palms, but she didn't feel any pain at all, because the fear and shock in her heart had far exceeded the perception of the flesh.

She originally thought that Huangquan Bulao Mountain, as the overlord of one side, would be able to trap Ling Xiao in it like a net once its mountain protection formation was activated, making it impossible for him to escape.

However, reality gave her a loud slap in the face - Ling Xiao not only did not fall, but with the force of thunder and lightning, he broke the defense line of Huangquan Bulao Mountain one by one, and five of the eight guardians fell on the spot. These bloody and cruel scenes played in her mind like a nightmare, making her unable to breathe.

"Tianhe Realm... That's Tianhe Realm!" Qian Yingying murmured in her heart, her voice was small, but full of disbelief and despair.

She knew very well that Tianhe Realm strongmen were rare on this continent, and each of them was enough to shake a force. Now, such a powerful existence was easily killed by Ling Xiao like an ant. How could she not feel fear and powerlessness?

Facing her father's question, Qian Yingying did not answer immediately. Her lips trembled slightly. She wanted to say something, but it seemed that an invisible force strangled her throat.

Her eyes were empty and confused, as if she had lost all color and hope, leaving only a dead silence and darkness.

At this moment, she was deeply aware that the gap between herself and Ling Xiao was not only a chasm in strength, but also a world of difference in mentality and will.