Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

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In Luanmo City, a magnificent and luxurious manor, the sunlight shines through the complicated carved window lattice and onto the smooth marble floor, adding a warm atmosphere to this solemn building.

The old man in green robe, an old man with a slightly stooped figure but an extraordinary temperament, has quietly arrived here.

His green robe was embroidered with complicated patterns, and every stitch and thread revealed the craftsman's exquisite skills. And he arrived through the hidden teleportation array in the manor, so he was one step ahead of another important figure, Ling Xiao. Entered this territory.

The old man sat leisurely at a beautifully carved mahogany round table, holding a cup of steaming tea in his hand. The aroma of tea rose up and intertwined with the agarwood in the room, creating a peaceful and profound atmosphere.

He seemed to be savoring the cup of tea, but his eyes that had experienced countless winds and frosts seemed a bit hollow, as if they had crossed the boundaries of time and space, and his thoughts had already flown to a corner thousands of miles away, immersed in a deep in thinking.

In this quiet and slightly mysterious moment, the old man's eyes suddenly regained their luster, like the brightest stars in the night sky, they instantly focused on a door not far away.

"Come in." His voice was low and magnetic, with unquestionable majesty, as if it could penetrate all obstacles and reach people's hearts.

Following this order, the door opened gently, and a woman wearing an exquisite mask walked in quickly. Her mask is mainly black, with several sparkling gems inlaid on it, adding a bit of mystery to her.

The woman is wearing a set of lightweight leather armor. The leather armor is cleverly integrated with elements from the martial arts world. It not only shows her strong posture, but also is practical. She moves quickly and flexibly, like an elf jumping in the forest. .

"Master, I just got the news," the woman lowered her head respectfully, her voice was clear and sweet, but there was a trace of unnoticeable nervousness.

"Duanmu Xi, the warrior who once vowed to avenge his family, has already gone to see Ling Xiao. According to reliable information, he seems to be shaken and wants to give up his revenge for many years and choose to reconcile with Ling Xiao. It seems that He’s not going to help us anymore.”

The woman's reply was clear and clear, and every word revealed her loyalty to her master and her keen insight into the situation.

The green-robed old man's brows frowned slightly, and a complicated expression flashed through his deep eyes. Then he shook his head gently and spoke slowly, with a hint of unnoticeable emotion in his voice:

"I really didn't expect that Duanmu Xi, at such a young age, could have such extraordinary courage and deep thoughts. For the future of the family, he could temporarily put aside his father's deep hatred. This patience and determination , It’s really beyond the reach of anyone. It seems that this kid’s future achievements will be limitless.”

The woman standing aside had a cold face and a cold light in her eyes. When she heard the words, she snorted coldly, her voice as cold as ice:

"Master, since the Duanmu family is so disrespectful and unwilling to help us, why should we spare their lives? Let us teach them a profound lesson and let them taste the consequences of offending us."

The old man in green robe shook his head again, looking quite helpless: "Oh, you girl, you are always so impulsive. The sect behind Duanmu Xi is not someone to be trifled with. Although I can be considered a leader in the martial arts world. Some positions are not afraid of them, but there is no need to make such strong enemies for no reason [3].

Nowadays, the Duanmu family has lost the value of use to us. Whether we destroy them or not, it doesn't make much difference to us. Besides, when I proposed cooperation, I didn't force them. Everything was done voluntarily.

Now that they no longer want to be with us, that is their choice, so why should we force it? "

As he spoke, the old man in green robe sighed softly, seeming to feel regret for this failed cooperation.

However, there was no trace of anger in his eyes, but a kind of detached indifference. In the world of martial arts, where the strong are respected, he has long been accustomed to all kinds of intrigues. Although he regrets the Duanmu family's choice, he is not surprised.

After all, in this world full of competition and killing, everyone's choices are based on their own interests and considerations.

"What's more... now the Demon Suppressing Mansion's Lord Long Yingtian is like a cunning cheetah, always watching us, looking for possible flaws.

He has been secretly investigating our movements. In this case, we should make less trouble, so as not to let him catch anything.

That Long Yingtian is really a secretive guy. If he hadn't shown his amazing strength the last time he fought against the Holy Spirit of the East China Sea Temple, I really wouldn't have known that he was already so powerful that people were afraid of it. to the point.

The depth of his city and the cleverness of his methods make people have to guard against him. "The green-robed old man's words revealed a bit of solemnity, and he was obviously very wary of Long Yingtian.

When the woman heard this, her brows furrowed, and her eyes shone with doubt and uneasiness. She asked in a low voice: "Master, why on earth is this Long Yingtian so interested in Ling Xiao? Moreover, this is not the first time. My subordinates still haven’t figured out his true intentions. Do you want us to investigate further?”

The green-robed old man heard this and shook his head gently, revealing a bit of helplessness and caution in his expression: "No need! He is the Lord of the Demon Suppression Mansion, with a high status and overwhelming power. He may have his own considerations for Ling Xiao's affairs, but he will never take direct action easily.

If we rashly provoke him, it will only give him an excuse to deal with us, and then we will be in big trouble.

In the martial arts world, where the strong are respected, strength and status determine everything. Since Long Yingtian can become the Lord of the Demon Suppression Mansion, he naturally has his own strengths. We should be careful and don't easily leave him a handle."

Speaking of this, the green-robed old man sighed, as if he was worried about the current situation. He knew very well that in the turbulent world of the martial arts world, if he was not careful, he might be doomed.

Therefore, he has always been cautious in his actions, never making enemies easily, and never provoking those powerful beings. He was even more vigilant and alert to Long Yingtian, fearing that he would fall into his trap if he was not careful.

"Yes, Master!" The woman trembled slightly, then bowed respectfully, with a hint of unquestionable firmness in her voice.

The green-robed old man gently stroked his sleeves, his eyes deep, as if he could see through all the secrets of the world. He slowly spoke, his voice low and powerful: "Have you found out who killed the head of the Duanmu family?"