Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Don't be distracted when fighting with me, or you will die without knowing how." Ling Xiao's voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force, which made people feel awed.

He knew that after putting on the Tianluo magic tool, his strength had been greatly improved, and it was no longer difficult to deal with these people.

The remaining high-level Tianhe realm masters looked at Ling Xiao, their eyes full of fear and despair. They knew that they had fallen into a desperate situation, and they had no chance of winning against a master like Ling Xiao.

Under the bright sunlight, their faces were distorted by fear, and sweat slid down their cheeks and dripped on the dusty ground, but it did not relieve their panic and despair at all.

However, Ling Xiao's face was as cold as ice, and there was no wavering in his eyes, let alone any trace of pity.

His figure suddenly disappeared from the original place without a trace, and he performed the martial art of Daluo Tianmoying to the fullest.

His figure seemed to have turned into hundreds of phantoms, each of which exuded a heart-pounding chill. Instead, he began to attack proactively, sweeping across the battlefield like a violent storm.

The next moment, cold rays crisscrossed, and the entire venue was shrouded in this fierce momentum. Sharp weapons drew silver tracks in the air, accompanied by crisp and cold cutting sounds. That was the unique sound produced when weapons cut the air, which made people terrified.

Swish!

A dazzling blood light flashed, and a high-level Tianhe Realm warrior was the first to bear the brunt. There was still fear and unwillingness in his eyes, but he was ruthlessly killed by Ling Xiao with a bloodthirsty knife.

Blood sprayed out, staining Ling Xiao's clothes red, but his face was still as indifferent as before, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

Only a moment later, another warrior was chopped to pieces by Ling Xiao's sword of killing the gods, and his body fell powerlessly like a broken cloth bag, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Of the forty-eight warriors, ten have fallen at this moment. Their lives were harvested like grass, and none of them were spared.

Of course, these warriors were not ordinary people. Although they were full of fear, they still fought hard to survive.

Their eyes flashed with determination and madness, and the weapons in their hands were waving more and more rapidly, trying to find a glimmer of life in Ling Xiao's offensive.

However, Ling Xiao's attack was as continuous as a storm, making them almost breathless.

In this cruel battle, Ling Xiao's clones were also killed more than a dozen times. Those clones shattered like bubbles, turned into dots of light and dissipated in the air, but Ling Xiao's body was still as stable as Mount Tai, as if all this could not shake his determination and will.

Under the bright sunlight, the scene of the clones being killed one by one did not stir any waves in Ling Xiao's heart.

His eyes were still indifferent and deep, as if those clones were just chess pieces he casually swung, and being destroyed was just a trivial matter.

After all, for Ling Xiao, clones are just another form of energy. As long as there is enough energy, he can release more clones at will. Even if they are killed, it is just a consumption of energy, and there is no substantial loss for him.

In theory, even if the remaining thirty-eight high-level masters of Tianhe Realm join forces, the power of the attack is definitely not something Ling Xiao can completely resist.

After all, each of these masters has awe-inspiring strength, and their joint attack is enough to shake the mountains and rivers. Even if Ling Xiao is wearing the powerful defensive equipment of Tianluo Magic Equipment, he will definitely be severely damaged.

However, Ling Xiao does not seem to care about this. A faint sneer appeared on his face, as if he had already made up his mind.

In fact, he did not intend to give these masters the opportunity to join forces, let alone let them gather their strength in one place to exert the greatest power.

Using the martial art of Daluo Tianmo Shadow, Ling Xiao shuttled through the battlefield like a ghost, his figure flickering and elusive.

He cleverly used his advantages in body movements and speed to separate those strong men one by one, making it impossible for them to form an effective joint attack.

Every time he attacked, Ling Xiao was accurate and deadly, as if he had already calculated every movement and angle, breaking the opponent's flaws one by one.

Under his attack, those strong men showed expressions of fear and despair. They originally thought that they could resist Ling Xiao's offensive together, but they did not expect to be defeated one by one so easily by Ling Xiao.

Every attack of Ling Xiao was like a sharp blade, accurately cutting their lives, making them powerless to resist, and they could only watch their life fire gradually extinguished.

And this is not over yet.

Under the sun, the atmosphere of the battlefield became more and more solemn. Ling Xiao's breath changed subtly at this moment, as if something incredible was about to happen.

The next moment, Ling Xiao's natal holy pattern array-the Seven Absolute Killing Array, instantly erupted from his body like a volcano, covering the entire world in a mysterious pattern.

This natal holy rune formation is different from those holy rune formations that take time to carefully arrange. It can be released directly, just like a martial art. Although the power will be weakened a lot, as long as Ling Xiao himself is strong enough, its power is still enough to scare people.

As soon as the Seven Deadly Killing Formation came out, a strong killing intent instantly filled the air. This killing intent oppressed everyone's nerves like a substance, making their heartbeats accelerate involuntarily.

And Ling Xiao, like the source of this killing intent, his eyes were cold and deep, as if he could see through all the life and death in the world.

Then, seven killing weapons appeared in the air at the same time, they were: Seven Absolute Swords, Killing Sword, Soul-Slaying Axe, Sunset Bow, Pluto Spear, Killing God Halberd and Heavenly Evil Hammer.

Each of these seven killing weapons exuded terrifying power. They rotated and collided in the air, making a deafening sound, as if they were going to tear the whole world apart.

The Seven Deadly Swords, with blades like frost and chilling air, seemed to freeze space every time they were swung;

The Life-Killing Sword, with a transparent blade and sharp sword light, everything withered when the sword was unsheathed;

The Soul-Severing Axe, with a wide and heavy axe blade, seemed to cut off a person's soul every time it chopped;

The Sunset Bow, with an ancient bow body and arrows like lightning, an arrow shot out was like the setting sun falling, unstoppable;

The Pluto Spear, with a sharp spear tip and a black spear body, was like a messenger from the underworld, seducing souls;

The God-Killing Halberd, with a complex halberd head and unparalleled power, shattered mountains and rivers when the halberd was swung out;

The Heavenly Evil Hammer, with a heavy hammer body and whistling hammer wind, changed the color of the sky and the earth when the hammer fell.

Under the power of these seven killing weapons, the battlefield instantly fell into chaos. Those Tianhe Realm masters who were still trying to resist were now terrified.