Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

This Huangquan Dharma Protector was a powerful helper that Ling Xiao had refined at all costs in order to deal with today's situation, but at this moment, in order to have a greater chance of winning, he had to make such a sacrifice.

The next moment, Ling Xiao's figure was like an arrow from a bow, and he retreated violently. At the same time, the figure of the Huangquan Dharma Protector suddenly exploded, turning into a surging torrent of energy, sweeping around.

The four masters saw the roar suddenly sounded, shocking people like thunder. They wanted to avoid it, but it was impossible to avoid it.

The terrifying explosion power swept over like a storm, blowing them all away, rolling in the air, ragged clothes, and pale faces.

One of them barely stabilized his body and was about to check his injuries. Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his throat, making him scream involuntarily.

It turned out to be Ling Xiao. He took advantage of the four masters being hit by the aftermath of the explosion and unstable, and appeared behind one of them like a ghost, holding the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword emitting a faint black light in his hand, and stabbed him in the throat without hesitation.

Blood gushed out, dyeing Ling Xiao's clothes red, and also announced the fall of another strong man in the Heaven Realm.

After swallowing the man's energy, Ling Xiao's realm was like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, from the first level of the Unresting Realm to the fourth level of the Unresting Realm. He could feel the surging power in his body, as if the whole world was under his control.

For Ling Xiao, the improvement of the small realm will not be deliberately suppressed, because in his opinion, this is the natural growth of strength and the reward he deserves. His eyes are more determined and his steps are more steady, as if he is ready to meet any challenges that come next.

"I've said before, your underestimation of the enemy will make your people pay a heavy price." Ling Xiao held the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword. The huge load made him suffer unspeakable pain both mentally and physically, but he did not show it. He just clenched his teeth, his eyes were like torches, revealing his unyielding and determination.

On the sword body, black light flowed, as if it contained endless demonic intent and destructive power. Every swing seemed to tear the space apart, causing the surrounding air to tremble.

Ling Xiao took every step firmly and powerfully. Although his body trembled slightly due to the force, his eyes became more and more determined, as if he wanted to transform this pain into the motivation for fighting.

At this time, it is necessary to be tougher.

Ling Xiao knew that in the face of a strong enemy, any weakness could become a fatal flaw. Therefore, he chose to endure and persist, and used his actions to tell everyone that he, Ling Xiao, would never give up easily.

When the green-robed old man saw this scene, his eyelids jumped involuntarily, and his face instantly became extremely ugly, as if he had seen something incredible.

His eyes were fixed on the Black Sky Sword of the Demon Lord in Ling Xiao's hand, and the black light flowing on the sword, and an indescribable fear and shock surged in his heart.

He had never heard of or seen such a means of attack. Using the puppet at the peak of the Tianhe Realm as the detonation point, the terrifying power generated was enough to severely injure a warrior at the first level of the Tianren Realm, which was beyond his imagination.

You know, the gap between the Tianren Realm and the Tianhe Realm is a world of difference, but Ling Xiao forcibly crossed this gap and showed incredible strength.

Now, two of the masters brought by the green-robed old man have been killed, and there are still three left, but these three people have also suffered serious injuries, and their combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced.

Their faces were full of fear and despair, and they were obviously shocked by Ling Xiao's strength, and they could no longer maintain their previous calmness and confidence.

The green-robed old man couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and he began to realize that he might have really underestimated this young man named Ling Xiao.

The strength of this young man far exceeded his expectations, and he began to re-examine this battle and think about the next response strategy.

This kid is too terrible. Even in the face of such a desperate situation, he still maintains this terrible sense of oppression. Even he is a little afraid. What kind of environment can make a person grow to such a terrible degree.

A trace of disbelief and deep fear flashed in the eyes of the green-robed old man. He seemed to see a future enemy, who was slowly rising in despair at this moment.

"Master... We are incompetent!" The several seriously injured Tianren Realm masters were lying on the ground at this moment, their faces pale, and their tone was full of helplessness and self-blame. Their eyes showed both shock at Ling Xiao's strength and regret for their own incompetence.

Facing a young man who was only in the Unresting Realm, they were forced into such a desperate situation, which really made them feel ashamed.

"You retreat, or I will do it myself. I have always been very interested in killing geniuses." The voice of the green-robed old man was low and powerful, and every word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force, making people irresistible.

A ferocious smile appeared on his face, which was a desire for battle and a recognition of Ling Xiao's strength. He knew that if he did not take action at this time, Ling Xiao might escape under his nose, which he absolutely could not tolerate.

The figure of the green-robed old man shook slightly, and a powerful breath burst out from his body, as if a sleeping giant beast was awakened and ready to show its terrifying power.

His eyes were fixed on Ling Xiao, with cruelty and excitement flashing in his eyes, as if he had seen the moment when Ling Xiao fell at his feet and was killed by his own hands.

Seeing this, the seriously injured masters of the Heavenly Realm, although they were unwilling to do so, had no choice but to retreat. They knew that Ling Xiao at this time was no longer something they could handle.

They could only place their hope in the green-robed old man, hoping that he could save their face and kill Ling Xiao completely.

"yes!"

Several strong men in the Heavenly Realm could only retreat slowly with unconcealable depression and unwillingness on their faces.

Their footsteps were heavy, and every step seemed to step on their hearts. The sense of frustration and powerlessness made them almost unable to look directly at Ling Xiao's indifferent but powerful figure.

The green-robed old man's gaze lingered on the sword in Ling Xiao's hand for a moment, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in his turbid eyes, as if he had discovered some rare treasure:

"That is the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword. It is rumored to be a treasure with infinite power that can kill demons. Although my men were seriously injured in your hands, you were able to kill them with this sword, which shows that the power of this sword is not trivial. . I want this sword.”

His tone was full of undoubted domineering, as if the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword was already in his pocket and could be easily snatched away with just one word.