Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Boom!

There was a loud noise, deafening. Under the impact of this huge force, Ling Xiao, Long Chen, Hua Shan and others flew out one after another, their figures drew a long arc in the air, and finally fell heavily hundreds of meters away.

They struggled to get up from the ground, their bodies were covered with scars, blood was hanging from the corners of their mouths, and they looked extremely embarrassed. Ling Xiao and Long Chen looked at each other, and each other's eyes were full of helplessness and bitterness.

"We can't beat him! This old guy is too strong. Even if we try our best, it's hard to win." Long Chen said panting, with a hint of unwillingness and despair in his voice.

Ling Xiao nodded silently, and his heart was also full of powerlessness. He knew very well that the gap in realm was there, and there was really no way. No matter how hard they tried, no matter how hard they tried, they could not cross the gap that seemed close at hand but out of reach.

"Now, all of you go to hell." The green-robed old man laughed grimly, and his voice was full of cruelty and determination.

Today, he must kill these people, not only to seize the Black Sky Sword of the Demon Lord in Ling Xiao's hand, but also to avenge his dead companions. This thought, like a blazing flame, burned in his heart, making him more and more crazy and cruel.

He knew very well that if he could not kill all these enemies today, he would become a laughing stock and a topic of conversation for others after dinner. This was absolutely unacceptable to the arrogant old man in green robe.

Therefore, he has made up his mind to completely eliminate these enemies no matter how much it costs.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel despair and helplessness in his heart. He knew that with the strength of himself and Long Chen and others, he could not compete with the old man in green robe. At this moment, he could only hope that the Demon Soul King would take action.

Although he knew that the Demon Soul King only had 50% of his energy left, and once he took action, he might disappear completely, but he was helpless at this time. In order to survive and protect, he could only make this difficult decision.

However, just when Ling Xiao was about to let the Demon Soul King take action, a white light suddenly flew from the horizon.

The white light was like a meteor across the night sky, with an astonishing speed, as if it could penetrate all obstacles. Ling Xiao and others looked closely and saw that the white light was actually an arrow, an arrow with endless power.

The arrow shot at the green-robed old man at an extremely fast speed, and its power was as powerful as the green-robed old man's previous attack, and even stronger.

Wherever the arrow passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making bursts of piercing whistles. Seeing this, the green-robed old man's face suddenly changed. He didn't expect that at this critical moment, someone would suddenly help him.

Bang!

With a deafening roar, the green-robed old man struggled to resist the sudden arrow. He had not retreated half a step, but at this moment, he was shocked by the terrifying power of the arrow and retreated several meters, and his figure seemed a little staggering.

One of his hands was also shaking slightly. Obviously, this attack was also a big shock to him.

A moment later, a group of warriors wearing different armors and holding various weapons came from all directions and quickly surrounded this area. Their eyes revealed determination and courage, and they were obviously warriors who had experienced hundreds of battles.

The leader was wearing black armor, which flashed a cold light in the sun, as if it could resist all attacks in the world. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if he could see through people's hearts.

He held a long spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear flashed a cold light, majestic, like the god of war. There was also a bow and arrow hanging on his back, and the arrows glowed coldly in the sun. At a glance, it was known that he was a fierce general who had killed countless enemies on the battlefield for many years.

Seeing the appearance of the black-armored man, the face of the green-robed old man instantly became extremely gloomy, as if dark clouds were pressing down on his head.

This was not only because of the powerful strength shown by the opponent's attack just now, but also because he knew the opponent's identity very well. This black-armored man is Cheng Shifei, the lord of Chaos Demon City. He is powerful and famous.

The black-armored man slowly walked to a distance in front of the green-robed old man. He looked at the green-robed old man with a scrutinizing look, and then said coldly: "Although I don't know who you are, you dare to make trouble within the scope of my Chaos Demon City. Are you trying to challenge the majesty of our Fuzun Mansion?"

His voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force, which made it impossible to ignore.

The green-robed man stared at the black-armored man in front of him, and his bloodshot eyes showed strong reluctance and anger, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

"If I guess correctly, you should be Cheng Shifei, the lord of Chaos Demon City?" His voice was low and hoarse, with a trace of trembling that was difficult to conceal. Obviously, he was full of fear and helplessness for this noble opponent.

However, facing the questioning of the green-robed man, the black-armored man did not give any response. He just snorted coldly, and then suddenly shook his spear, and the tip of the spear drew a silver track in the air, like a silver dragon flying in the air, with endless power and murderous intent, rushing towards the green-robed man.

The green-robed man responded hastily, and his figure flashed, his hands quickly formed seals, and waves of green energy rippled around him, trying to resist this sudden attack.

However, the black-armored man's strength was obviously far beyond his imagination. The two exchanged dozens of moves in an instant, and each confrontation was accompanied by a deafening roar and sparks.

In this fierce battle, Green Robe gradually fell into a disadvantage. His face became paler and his movements became slower. He glanced at Ling Xiao coldly, his eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.

Then, he gritted his teeth suddenly and rose into the air, as if to escape from this place where he had lost all face.

"Boy, you are lucky today. There are so many people helping you, I can't kill you." The green-robed voice echoed in the air, with a hint of unwillingness and helplessness.

However, his tone revealed a kind of determination and severity, "But you can't hide! I swear in green robe, I will make you pay the price one day!"

After saying this, his body swayed and he was about to fly away.

Unexpectedly, a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of Ling Xiao's lips. He spoke slowly, with a hint of imperceptible pride in his voice: "I look forward to meeting again. Next time, it won't be those of your men who die, but It will be you. Your fear is not groundless, because I am a genius and my growth rate is enough to make you feel deeply afraid."

Ling Xiao's words were full of confidence and domineering, as if he had foreseen the future victory. His eyes shone with wisdom and cunning, as if he could see into the fear and uneasiness in the green robe.

This look made Lupao very unhappy and a little worried.

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