Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

When this terrifying sword met the long sword of the masked young man in the air, an epic terrifying confrontation broke out between the two swords.

boom!

The sky and space suddenly trembled, as if even the heaven and earth were shaken by this force. Immediately afterwards, the space began to crack, and cracks spread like spider webs, cutting the entire sky into pieces.

At the same time, Ling Xiao and the masked young man flew backwards towards each other, but from the process of retreating, the gap between the two could be seen.

Ling Xiao just stepped back a few dozen meters and then stood firmly. His eyes were still firm, as if the blow just now was just a minor injury to him. On the other hand, the masked young man's body was split into two by the terrifying blow of Demon Lord Black Sky Sword. Blood splattered everywhere, staining the entire sky red.

But what is strange is that even so, the masked young man still did not die. His body was recovering crazily, and the wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but not as fast as before.

His eyes were shining with unyielding light, as if he was fighting fate and racing against death.

At this moment, the battle between Ling Xiao and the masked young man was not just a simple contest, but also a collision of will and belief. They are all using their own methods to prove their existence and value, and to pursue the elusive light of victory.

A normal person would definitely die like this, but obviously this masked young man is not a very normal person. There is a secret in this guy.

Seeing this scene, the faces of Hua Shan and others suddenly became ugly. Their eyes turned to Ling Xiao, their eyes full of worry and anxiety.

Although Ling Xiao's blow severely injured his opponent, he was also injured himself. Although the injury was not serious, the power consumed by that blow was huge. Especially when he used the forbidden weapon of the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, his physical and mental strength were greatly impacted.

Ling Xiao's brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed solemnity and thoughtfulness. He discovered the secret of the other party - that creepy recovery ability, but at this moment, he also felt exhausted as never before.

His body was shaking slightly, which was a sign of overdraft. He didn't know if he could still take advantage of this opportunity to completely kill this difficult opponent in front of him.

"That's it," Ling Xiao said slowly, with a hint of smile in his voice, but there was a deep chill hidden in that smile.

"I finally understand your terrifying recovery ability. Your martial spirit is indeed very special, so special that even I feel a little envious. It seems to have endless vitality and can be reborn in desperate situations. This ability, even if Even we demon cultivators can’t help but feel terrified.”

In Ling Xiao's words, there was both admiration for the opponent's martial spirit and helplessness for his own situation.

He knew that the opponent in front of him was not an easy person, and it was not easy to kill him. But even so, he will not give up easily. Because, as a warrior and a demon cultivator, he has his own pride and persistence. He wants to use his own sword to write his own legend.

"impossible!"

The exclamation of the masked young man echoed in the empty battlefield, with a trace of unconcealable fear in his voice. Once his secret is discovered by Ling Xiao, a powerful enemy, the consequences will undoubtedly be disastrous.

He could feel the cold murderous intent emanating from Ling Xiao, as if it would engulf him at any time.

"Yeah?"

A sneer curled up at the corner of Ling Xiao's lips, his eyes flashed with determination. He knew that he had no way out at this moment, and only by trying his best could he completely eliminate the threat in front of him.

So, he stepped on the ground, and like a black lightning, he rushed towards the masked young man. The Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in his hand flashed with cold light, as if he was going to completely cut off all obstacles in his way.

However, just when Ling Xiao was about to touch the masked young man, two figures suddenly came out from the side and blocked the young man. They were the two Rakshasa demons, two strong men in black robes with ferocious faces. Their bodies exuded a strong demonic aura, and the weapons in their hands shone with a heart-stopping light.

"when!"

Ling Xiao's sword collided with the weapons of the two Rakshasa demons in the air, making a deafening sound. Sparks flew everywhere, sword energy and demonic energy intertwined, forming brilliant and dangerous brilliance.

However, Ling Xiao had already consumed too much power at this moment. Facing the combined resistance of the two Rakshasa demons, he seemed a little powerless.

If he were in his prime, Ling Xiao was confident that he could easily defeat these two strong men. But now, his body and spirit have reached their limits. Although the Rakshasa Demons are not weak, it is not surprising that they can block his attack at this moment.

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with reluctance and helplessness, but he knew that the battle was still going on and he could not give up. He must use up his last bit of strength to kill the masked young man.

"Go help!"

Hua Shan's voice was unquestionably firm. She knew that the situation at this moment was urgent and there was no room for any hesitation.

Her eyes were firmly fixed on Ling Xiao's slightly tired but still resolute figure, and an indescribable respect and worry surged in her heart. She understood that this was their opportunity, and it was also Ling Xiao's opportunity. They could not let Ling Xiao continue to fight alone.

The rest of the people also responded, with the same determination and courage flashing in their eyes. They knew that as long as they could hold back the two Rakshasa demons and buy Ling Xiao enough time, then Ling Xiao might be able to kill one of the other demons.

Even if the demon was not a top-level strongman like Hun Wuxu or Tianhun Shengnv, as long as they could kill it, it would be equivalent to weakening the power of the Soul Clan, which was undoubtedly a huge victory for them.

When Hua Shan and others rushed to the battlefield again, the figures who came back and forth were like a force that could not be ignored, instantly breaking the original balance. The faces of the two Rakshasa demons instantly became solemn, and their eyes swept back and forth on Hua Shan and others, and they couldn't help but secretly complain in their hearts.

Although the strength of these people may not be able to surpass them, even if they join forces, it is difficult for them to kill them easily. What's more, at this time they have to distract themselves to protect the masked young man, which undoubtedly greatly increases their difficulty. The two Rakshasa demons looked at each other, and a trace of helplessness and anxiety flashed in each other's eyes.

"Sister, I'll deal with those rubbish. You hold this guy back and buy time for the young master. As long as the young master can recover, we will still win today."

The younger sister of the Rakshasa Twin Demons, with unquestionable firmness in her voice, her eyes flashing with cunning and cruelty.

I like Tyrant Martial Soul.