Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Xiao stood with a sword in hand, his posture as straight as a pine tree, his eyes calm and deep, as if he could see through all the falsehood. Facing the greed and threats of the green-robed old man, he just said lightly: "I'm afraid you will follow their footsteps and die under my sword."

His voice was calm and firm, without the slightest fear or retreat. At that moment, he seemed to be integrated with the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in his hand, becoming an invincible god of war.

A scornful smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth. In that smile, there was both a mockery of the green-robed old man's arrogance and confidence and pride in his own strength.

His eyes seemed to say: "Who do you think you are? Do you think you can easily take my sword? You are wrong, today is your doomsday."

At that moment, Ling Xiao's momentum climbed to the peak, as if the whole world was under his control. His figure looked particularly tall in the afterglow of the setting sun, like an insurmountable mountain, standing tall.

The green-robed old man's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes flashed with hesitation and vigilance.

The reason why he was reluctant to take action personally was because he was worried about Ling Xiao's strength and trump card.

Every word and every action of Ling Xiao made him feel that this young man was not as simple as he seemed on the surface, but a hidden and extremely cunning opponent.

"Come on, let me see the strength of a high-level strong man in the Heaven Realm." Ling Xiao gently hooked his fingers, and a contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The smile was full of confidence and provocation.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if he could see through every fluctuation in the green-robed old man's heart. At that moment, he seemed to have really become the master who controlled the overall situation and was high above, and the green-robed old man became an ant in his eyes, insignificant.

The green-robed old man was silent for a moment, and his breath became extremely strange in an instant, as if he had merged with the surrounding air. Then, his figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

This change came so suddenly that Ling Xiao had to narrow his eyes slightly and concentrate on catching the trace of the green-robed old man.

In the distance, a cold light flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, which was the shock and vigilance of the sudden disappearance of the green-robed old man. However, he did not panic because of this, but quickly adjusted his state, and his figure flashed like a flash of lightning.

Block? It's impossible to block!

It's impossible to block at all!

Ling Xiao thought secretly in his heart. He knew that the strength of the green-robed old man was not an ordinary person. Once he made a move, it would be thunderous and unstoppable. Therefore, he did not choose to fight hard, but chose the most sensible way-avoid the edge and look for opportunities to counterattack.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's figure was like a ghost in the air, and every dodge just avoided the possible attack route of the green-robed old man.

His movements were smooth and agile, as if he had merged with the world and became the master of this space.

At this moment, Long Chen, who was tightly suppressed by the green-robed old man, suddenly attacked, but his target was not the green-robed old man himself, but the few Tianren Realm masters who had been seriously injured and fell to the ground without any resistance.

Long Chen's eyes flashed with anger and determination. Every time he attacked, it was as fierce as a storm. With one claw, the body of a Tianren Realm master burst in an instant, and blood splattered.

Then, Long Chen's movements did not stop at all. Another claw was swung out, and another Tianren Realm master also fell to the ground with a scream, and the fire of life was extinguished.

At this time, there was only the last seriously injured Tianren Realm master left on the field. He looked at Long Chen in horror, his eyes full of despair and helplessness.

However, Long Chen did not show mercy because of this. He opened his bloody dragon mouth, and a stream of extremely hot dragon breath gushed out instantly, like a blazing flame, completely engulfing the Tianren Realm master.

At this point, all the masters brought by the green-robed old man have been wiped out, and no one has escaped. The entire battlefield was silent, with only Long Chen's heavy breathing and the occasional sound of the wind in the distance echoing.

"Hahaha, well done!" At this moment, Ling Xiao's figure appeared from the side. There was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, but the smile was unusually happy and carefree.

His eyes were full of admiration and gratitude for Long Chen, as if at this moment, all the pain and fatigue were diluted by the joy of victory.

In contrast, the green-robed old man's face looked unusually ugly. His originally gloomy face was now like the bottom of a pot, so black that it was scary. He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and his heart was full of anger and unwillingness.

As a high-level expert in the Heavenly Man Realm, he would end up like this in this battle, and all his men were killed. If this were to be spread out, it would probably become a laughing stock in the entire cultivation world, making him lose face.

"You all must die!" The green-robed old man was extremely angry. His voice echoed like thunder in the empty battlefield, carrying endless murderous intent and pressure. His eyes were red, as if they were about to bleed, and his old face was terribly distorted by anger.

However, just before the sound of this angry roar faded, the green-robed old man's brows suddenly frowned tightly, and his eyes instantly turned to the direction of the Ten Thousand Demons Cemetery.

There, dust was flying, and figures were rushing towards this side at a very fast speed.

Those people were very young, and each of them exuded a powerful aura of the peak of Tianhe Realm. They were extremely fast, like black lightning, cutting through the sky and rushing straight to the battlefield.

There were more than a dozen people, and they formed a large team, with a fierce momentum, as if they were going to swallow up the world. Seeing this scene, the green-robed old man's eyes narrowed immediately, and there was both surprise and disdain in his eyes.

Surprisingly, he didn't expect that so many strong people would appear at this time; disdainfully, in his opinion, although these people's strength was good, it was far from enough to pose a threat to him.

"Why didn't the boss come?" Hua Shan couldn't help shouting when she saw the people coming. There was a hint of anxiety and helplessness in her voice.

Hua Shan and these people were brothers who had passed their lives together. She knew their strength very well, and she also understood that their appearance at this moment could not change the situation at all.

It was useless for these people to come, because in front of the green-robed old man, they were as small as ants and could not be his opponents at all.

Hua Shan's heart was filled with depression and helplessness. She looked at the brothers who were approaching quickly, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes. She hoped that they could come to help, but she was also worried that they would die in vain.

"Sister Hua, the boss went to fight with Hun Wuxu, he is not here." A man in white clothes and long hair shrugged helplessly, with a hint of regret in his voice.