Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

At this moment, the pride and confidence of the Soul Clan seemed to be completely defeated, leaving only endless sorrow and despair.

Ling Xiao was not immersed in the joy of victory, his eyes were still cold and firm, because on this battlefield, victory and defeat are often only a moment away, and fighting has never been a game of playing house.

Every moment, there are lives disappearing, and every moment, there are people struggling to survive.

He knew that if he could kill one more enemy, it would mean saving the life of one of his own.

This responsibility and commitment made him unable to immerse himself in the short-lived victory, but to examine the situation on the battlefield more attentively.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, penetrating the flying flames of war and looking at Hun Wuxu in the distance. Hun Wuxu was dressed in black, like a ghost in the dark night, with swift and fierce movements, and was fighting fiercely with Zhang Ruochen.

Although the Demon Suppression House did its best to provide Zhang Ruochen with many treasures so that he would not be defeated immediately in the battle, Zhang Ruochen still seemed powerless in the face of Hun Wuxu's almost overwhelming strength.

With each confrontation, Zhang Ruochen seemed to be struggling more and more, and it seemed that defeat was only a matter of time.

Ling Xiao sighed in his heart. He knew that Zhang Ruochen had tried his best, but in the face of absolute strength, any effort seemed so pale and powerless.

Then, Ling Xiao turned his attention to the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Soul. He saw Ling Bi fighting fiercely with her, with sword lights like weaving, and each sword contained enough power to threaten the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Soul.

However, the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Soul was like a fish swimming in water, easily shuttling through Ling Bi's sword shadows, and cleverly avoiding fatal blows every time.

Her figure was light and elegant, as if she was not affected by Ling Bi's fierce attack at all. This calmness and composure made Ling Xiao secretly marvel.

"There is something about this woman that I can't see through. I'm afraid Ling Bi is not her opponent." Ling Xiao frowned, his eyes wandering back and forth between the figures of the Heavenly Soul Saint and Ling Bi fighting.

Although on the surface, Ling Bi did not show any disadvantages, and even had the upper hand at some moments, Ling Xiao's keen intuition told him that the Heavenly Soul Saint had been deliberately hiding something.

It was an indescribable subtle feeling, like an undercurrent hidden under the calm sea surface, seemingly harmless, but actually containing enough power to subvert everything.

Ling Xiao knew that once the Heavenly Soul Saint decided to release this hidden power, Ling Bi would probably fall into an unprecedented predicament.

At the same time, the battle on the side of Mr. Qi also attracted Ling Xiao's attention.

I saw that Mr. Qi was agile and aggressive, and he completely suppressed Sister Luosha. Although Sister Luosha fought hard, she was obviously powerless in front of Mr. Qi's overwhelming strength.

Ling Xiao nodded secretly in his heart, it seemed that it was only a matter of time before Mr. Qi won.

On the other side, the battle between Long Chen and Bai Yan was also eye-catching. The two fought back and forth, and it was hard to tell who was better. They seemed to be evenly matched, but Ling Xiao caught a trace of unusual breath from Bai Yan.

It was an ancient and deep breath, as if it was an old monster that traveled from ancient times, with endless vicissitudes and horror.

Ling Xiao was shocked, and he felt that this Bai Yan was even more terrifying than the Holy Girl of Heavenly Soul.

Although Long Chen did not seem to be at a disadvantage at present, Ling Xiao did not dare to be careless at all. He knew very well that the variables in the battle were often in an instant, and any slight negligence could lead to irreversible consequences.

However, with Ling Xiao's understanding of Long Chen, even if Bai Yan had some cards hidden, Long Chen would not be easily defeated.

Long Chen's indomitable will and extraordinary fighting wisdom had long been tempered in countless life-and-death battles. Therefore, despite the tense situation, Ling Xiao was not overly worried about Long Chen's safety.

At this moment, the most arrogant and domineering person on the battlefield was A Ke. This strong man who was once defeated by Ling Xiao is now as reckless as a wild horse, and no one can stop him.

Her terrible ability of being almost immune to physical attacks is like a nightmare on the battlefield. More than a dozen geniuses of the Demon Suppression Mansion have died at her hands, which makes everyone terrified.

A Ke's figure shuttled across the battlefield, and every swing of the sword was accompanied by the enemy's wailing and blood splashing. Her cold and ruthless eyes seemed to turn all obstacles into nothingness.

"Hmph!" Ling Xiao snorted coldly, and his figure flashed like a ghost, just in time to block A Ke's fatal blow that was about to stab his comrades. The sword flashed, and the weapons of Ling Xiao and A Ke made a crisp collision sound in the air, and sparks flew.

"Is it you?" A Ke stared at Ling Xiao, and her face instantly became extremely gloomy. She didn't expect that at this critical moment, she would meet this opponent who once made her lose face again.

"What? Are you scared?" Ling Xiao looked at A Ke with contempt, and a playful smile appeared on his lips. His eyes were full of confidence and disdain, as if he was saying to A Ke, you lost to me before, and it's the same now.

A Ke's face became even uglier after hearing this, but she did not get angry immediately, but held the hilt tightly, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes. She knew that Ling Xiao was not an easy person to deal with, but at this moment, she was already riding a tiger and could only bite the bullet and continue to fight.

"What a joke, the last time I lost to you, I was not prepared enough. This time, I will let you know that the time you beat me was just a coincidence."

Ake's words were full of determination and ruthlessness. Her eyes seemed to be burning with blazing fire, revealing her extreme desire for victory and deep unwillingness to fail.

For her, losing to Ling Xiao has always been an indelible shadow in her heart. Whenever it was late at night, she would think back to that battle. Every failure was like a sharp knife, carving deep scars in her heart.

She couldn't accept such a result. She wanted to regain her dignity in this battle, completely defeat Ling Xiao, and prove her strength.

Bai Yan, who was standing aside, looked at Ake's firm eyes and couldn't help but feel a little worried. He knew Ake's strength very well, but he also knew that Ling Xiao was not an ordinary person. So he opened his mouth to remind her: "Ake, be careful, that kid is a little weird."

However, Ake just frowned, and a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes. She firmly believed that she had made full preparations this time and would not give Ling Xiao any chance again. She responded coldly: "Believe me, I won't lose."

As she spoke, she slowly raised her right hand, and in an instant, the whole world seemed to be shaken. At this moment, the elements of heaven and earth began to gather in her palm, as if they were attracted by her and obeyed her orders.

You must fight hard to win, this is A Ke's truest thought.