Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Their eyes flashed with extreme disdain for Ling Xiao, as if they had already regarded him as an ant that could be manipulated at will.

However, just when the laughter reached its peak and almost tore the entire space apart, an unexpected scene occurred.

The man who laughed the most arrogantly, almost laughing to tears, suddenly turned pale, and a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. His body seemed to have been drained of all its strength, and he knelt on the ground powerlessly, revealing an indescribable fear and despair in his eyes.

This sudden change made everyone's laughter freeze instantly, as if their throats were strangled by an invisible hand. It was Ling Xiao who did it.

He did not make any obvious movements, but just moved lightly, and the invisible soul power was like a sharp blade, silently penetrating the man's body, making him lose the ability to resist instantly.

At this moment, the whole scene became unusually quiet, and even the sound of breathing became clearly audible. Those faces that were originally smiling had all stopped smiling, replaced by a solemn and uneasy expression.

Their eyes began to reveal their fear and dread of Ling Xiao, as if the scene just now had made them realize that Ling Xiao was not someone they could easily provoke.

Ling Xiao slowly looked around, with a bit of teasing and mockery in his eyes, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He slowly spoke, with an unquestionable majesty in his voice: "Laugh, keep laughing, I want to see if you can still laugh when facing real strength."

Kneeling on the ground, suppressed by the terrifying soul power, the man trembled all over, his face was extremely ugly, as if every inch of his skin was suffering from unspeakable pain.

His eyes were fixed on Ling Xiao, full of astonishment and unwillingness. He had never thought that he would be defeated so easily by a human race, and defeated so thoroughly that he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Thinking back to the scene just now, his heart was full of regret. He did underestimate the enemy. Facing Ling Xiao, a seemingly ordinary human, he did not take any precautions at all. After all, in the eyes of these people, the human race's attainments in soul power can be almost ignored.

However, even if he did not underestimate the enemy, it seemed that there was no particular significance, because they could not defend against such a terrifying soul power at all.

The facts gave him a heavy blow. Ling Xiao was not only good at soul skills, but also his soul power was beyond imagination. Even if he was prepared, it would be difficult to resist.

At this time, the people around him were also stunned. They also did not expect Ling Xiao to have such terrible strength.

In their opinion, Ling Xiao was just a human. How could he master such a powerful soul skill? This kind of attack method, even those who often deal with the soul race, will only use treasures to resist soul power when facing the soul race strongmen.

Who would have thought that a human race would actually have such amazing soul power, which simply subverted their cognition.

Mr. Qi stood aside, frowning, and his face became more and more ugly.

He watched his men being so vulnerable in front of Ling Xiao, and his heart was filled with anger and unwillingness. Ling Xiao dealt with his men in front of him, which was simply an open provocation and a slap in his face.

As the leader here, if he didn't take action, how could he establish his prestige in front of everyone in the future? How could he convince everyone? At this moment, the murderous intent in his heart had quietly risen. He knew that there was no possibility of reconciliation between him and Ling Xiao.

"Want to fight?"

Ling Xiao's mouth curled up a light smile, and that smile showed both indifference to the challenge and anticipation for the upcoming battle. His eyes were clear and firm, as if he had seen through Mr. Qi's mind and was ready to deal with everything.

"Of course, not only did you not compensate, you also beat my brother. If I don't fight, am I still a man?" Mr. Qi's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of anger and unwillingness. There was a fierce light flashing in his eyes, as if he wanted to eat Ling Xiao alive.

Ling Xiao nodded gently, his tone calm and confident: "Okay, there is a lot of space outside, how about going outside?" His words revealed a calm attitude, as if he was confident about this battle.

However, Master Qi did not agree to his proposal, but sneered: "No need, anyway, this place is already a ruin." A cunning flashed in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

After saying that, he suddenly flashed, like a black lightning, and instantly appeared in front of Ling Xiao, punching Ling Xiao in the face! This punch was so fast and fierce that it seemed to tear the air apart, bringing a gust of wind, and making the surrounding air tremble.

At the moment when the punch was thrown, Ling Xiao suddenly felt a powerful fist force covering him. The fist force was like an invisible mountain, pressing him so hard that he could hardly breathe.

The pressure contained in this fist force gave him an irresistible feeling, as if he would be shattered to pieces under this punch.

However, this feeling disappeared as soon as it appeared! Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with contempt. He was not frightened by the force of the punch, but strengthened his determination. He didn't even release his martial spirit, but simply gathered all his strength and punched out!

His fist drew a brilliant trajectory in the air, as if carrying endless power and domineering, and collided with Mr. Qi's fist in the air, making a deafening roar. At that moment, the whole space seemed to be shocked by this power, and even the space trembled.

His dragon transformation technique had long transcended the mundane and was promoted to a more powerful spiritual dragon technique. At this moment, his body was already a spiritual dragon body, and every inch of his skin contained unimaginable power and toughness, which was so strong that it was astonishing.

Ling Xiao did not despise the warrior who was only at the peak of the Tianhe realm in front of him, but he also knew that his current strength no longer needed to rely on the blessing of the martial soul. He was eager to test the limit that he could reach by relying solely on physical strength.

When Ling Xiao's fist blasted out, it seemed that a distant and majestic dragon roar sounded between heaven and earth. The sound of the dragon roar was clear and majestic, with endless majesty and power, echoing in every inch of space.

At the same time, Ling Xiao's whole body seemed to be tightly entangled by illusory spirit dragons, which sometimes circled up and sometimes swooped down. Every movement was accompanied by an astonishing burst of momentum, which offset the power contained in Master Qi's punch into nothingness.