Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Xiao stood there, facing this almost irresistible blow, with fine cold sweat oozing from his forehead, but his eyes were extremely firm, with no intention of retreating. He knew very well that this palm was not only a test of his body, but also a test of his will and faith.

As Yang Meng's palm approached, the space around Ling Xiao began to distort, as if burned by invisible flames and quickly disappeared.

At first, it was just an insignificant black spot, but in a flash, this black spot spread like wildfire, forming a huge black hole, emitting a light that devoured everything, as if it was going to swallow Ling Xiao whole.

Facing this almost fatal crisis, Ling Xiao gritted his teeth, and the true energy in his body surged. He knew that he had reached the critical moment of life and death, and he must do his best to find a glimmer of hope in this desperate situation.

"Is this the power of the law taken from the Tianhe River? It is indeed powerful, and every bit of power contains the mystery and majesty of heaven and earth!" Ling Xiao looked up and stared at the palm shadow that seemed to be able to tear apart space and devour everything, and couldn't help but feel shocked and awed.

He knew very well that this was not only a display of power, but also a new understanding and exploration of the realm of martial arts.

At this moment, in the magic needle space, the deep and urgent voice of the Demon Soul King suddenly sounded, with a bit of solemnity and warning:

"Boy, the other party is exerting the power of the law, which is a symbol of the highest realm of martial arts. You must not underestimate it! Once affected by this power, even your soul may be destroyed in an instant, and there will be no day to turn over!"

Hearing this, Ling Xiao raised a bitter and helpless smile at the corner of his mouth. He naturally knew the horror of this power of law. It was not only the crushing of power, but also the gap in realm.

He sighed lightly, and secretly felt fortunate that he did not accept Yang Meng's seemingly tolerant but actually fatal conditions on impulse. Facing such an attack, even the Tianluo magic tool in his hand could not resist it, let alone other means.

"Yes, the power of the Tianhe Law is indeed beyond my reach." Ling Xiao said in his heart, but then his eyes became firm again, "However, I, Ling Xiao, am not a person who sits and waits for death. Since there is no hope of fighting hard, the only way is to avoid the sharp edge and look for opportunities."

He knew very well that the gap between him and Yang Meng could not be made up overnight. But it was this gap that inspired his fighting spirit and indomitable spirit.

He quickly calculated various escape strategies in his mind, thinking secretly in his heart: "Although I can't confront the power of this law head-on, my body skills, my speed, and my keen intuition about the battlefield are all my reliance on escape. As long as I can avoid this fatal blow, I will have a chance to turn defeat into victory, or find other opportunities."

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with a trace of determination and calmness. He took a deep breath and prepared to face this life-and-death test.

He knew that at this moment, it was not only a contest of his strength, but also a contest of his will and wisdom. And he had to go all out to find a ray of hope in this battle.

With a meaningful smile on his lips, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with wisdom and cunning.

The light under his feet was like a meteor in the night sky, flashing one after another, each of which contained his deep understanding and application of the laws of space. The light not only illuminated the surrounding space, but also foreshadowed an amazing escape.

Under the breathless gaze of everyone, Ling Xiao's figure suddenly became blurred, and then, as if he had merged into the void, he disappeared from the spot in an instant. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and only the faint fluctuations left in the air when he left remained.

Soon, the space where Ling Xiao was originally located began to distort, and then a deep, dark space black hole suddenly emerged, as if to swallow everything around it.

However, the existence of this black hole did not last too long. In less than a breath, it burst like a bubble, and the space instantly returned to its original state, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

But then, something even more surprising happened. In the astonished eyes of the crowd, Ling Xiao's figure miraculously appeared in front of them again, as if he had never left.

He stood there, his clothes moved slightly, his expression calm, as if the thrilling escape just now was just a piece of cake for him.

There was silence in the field, with only the sound of the wind blowing gently. Everyone was shocked by Ling Xiao's incredible body movement, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

After a while, Yang Meng finally broke the silence. He sighed, with both admiration and helplessness in his tone: "You are really cunning. If you take my attack head-on, I'm afraid you would have been wiped out long ago. But your means make it difficult for me to kill you completely."

His eyes were complicated, with both recognition of Ling Xiao's strength and regret for not being able to kill him with one blow.

Ling Xiao smiled faintly when he heard this. He knew the gap between himself and Yang Meng, but he also knew that he had a unique way of survival. "Your Excellency, do you understand now?" His words were a bit teasing and confident.

"How about reconciliation?" After a moment of silence, Yang Meng finally spoke up and made this proposal.

Although his tone was calm, the deep meaning contained in it could not be ignored. Obviously, after this battle, he has begun to re-examine his relationship with Ling Xiao and the significance of this battle.

Ling Xiao frowned upon hearing this, with a hint of surprise and confusion in his eyes. He had indeed not expected Yang Meng to propose a reconciliation.

He took a step back slightly, staring at Yang Meng with a sharp gaze, with a hint of disbelief in his voice: "Reconciliation? Do you know that the relationship between me, Ling Xiao, and Huangquan Bulaoshan is no longer a simple grudge? I personally ended the martial arts journey of many of your masters. How can this blood debt be easily resolved?"

Yang Meng shook his head gently, revealing a kind of indifference that transcended worldly disputes:

"Ling Xiao, although I, Yang Meng, am not a saint, I also know how to judge the situation. I admit that my strength is far above yours, but it is as difficult as ascending to heaven to kill you. Today's battle , I have deeply realized this. I can't kill you, not now, and I'm afraid it will be difficult in the future. Instead of making an irreconcilable feud, it's better for us to take a step back and the world will be broad. "

Ling Xiao sneered, and a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You said reconciliation? Do you think I'm the kind of person who can be easily persuaded? I, Ling Xiao, never drag my feet and distinguish between gratitude and resentment. What you owe me in Huangquan Bulaoshan cannot be erased by a word of reconciliation. "

The other party wants to reconcile, but he is not willing to do so. If he wants to fight, he will fight, and if he thinks he can't win, he won't fight? It's not that easy!