Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Haha, you monsters from the Demon-Suppressing Mansion actually colluded with a demon cultivator. It's really ridiculous! Suppressing demons and suppressing demons, but you fight side by side with the demon cultivator. Isn't this a big joke? Now we, the Soul Clan United Saint If the church deals with you, it will be in accordance with God’s will, so you just wait to be wiped out!”

There was a bit of pride and ridicule in Hun Huan's words, as if he had already secured victory.

When Long Yingtian heard the words, he snorted coldly, with a bit of disdain and anger in his voice: "Hmph! You bastards who are just vendors seeking glory, are you qualified to talk about God's will? What about demon cultivators? It's better than you who are just for personal gain. Good traitors who do not hesitate to betray their race and faith!”

Hun Huan's face was as cold as frost, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"Haha, Long Yingtian, you seem to have high hopes for this Ling Xiao. So, how long do you think this fledgling boy can last in the face of the terrifying strength of our Hun Wuxu? Will he be like Zhang Ruochen? He was beaten to pieces in just a few seconds and cried for his father and mother? "

Long Yingtian's face was expressionless, and the formation-breaking weapon in his hand shone with a cold light. He was concentrating on breaking the formation in front of him, as if he was turning a deaf ear to Hun Huan's provocation.

To be honest, he didn't have much confidence in Ling Xiao. After all, although Ling Xiao was extremely talented, he was still too immature in front of a strong man like Hun Wuxu.

Therefore, he must break the formation as soon as possible. Only by breaking the formation that traps them can they find a chance to counterattack. If the formation cannot be broken today, Ling Xiao may not be able to escape.

On the battlefield, Ling Xiao spat, with a disdainful smile on his lips, as if he was mocking Hun Wuxu's fist for nothing more than that.

He grinned and said: "Hey, you kid, you don't seem to be very good with your fists? You just bully Zhang Ruochen, a warrior who has not practiced physical training. You can't take any advantage in front of me. Between the two of us, who will win? It’s still unknown!”

After receiving Hun Wuxu's earth-shattering punch, Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, with a playful smile on his lips. He muttered to himself:

"Hey, although this spirit dragon body is still a little tender now and not as sophisticated as the Ningzhen body, it is still a tough guy and can add some obstruction to the fists of that boy Hun Wuxu, making him less happy. This way Once he comes, I won’t be overwhelmed in front of him.”

On the battlefield, this is really a place that tests a person's overall quality. Wisdom, combat power, and courage are all indispensable. If any one of them is missing, you will suffer a big loss.

Ling Xiao felt like a mirror in his mind. In terms of combat prowess, he might not be the perverted opponent of Hun Wuxu, but who made him a reincarnation person? He has eaten more salt than Hun Wuxu has traveled in his life. In terms of combat intelligence, he is confident that he can beat Hun Wuxu by a few steps.

As for courage, I was secretly proud of myself: "I have no other advantages, except that I am brave and careful, and not afraid of death! You can be resurrected after death, so what are you afraid of? You have a good soul, so don't let me play with you then. Wandering around, crying and looking for my mother.”

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning. He held the bloodthirsty knife and the God-killing Sword in his hand, and his figure turned into an afterimage again and disappeared from the place, leaving only a long word echoing in the air: " Old soul, our game has just begun!"

Immediately afterwards, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed. A ray of sword light was like the brightest meteor in the night sky, piercing the sky and flashing past. Then, a wisp of sword light followed like a shadow, following closely behind. The two were intertwined, as if they were... Weaving a thrilling dance that makes people dizzy.

The moment Ling Xiao disappeared, Hun Wuxu's eyes slowly closed, as if he was engaged in a deep meditation, and seemed to be capturing the subtle fluctuations in the air.

The next moment, he grasped his right hand forward. With this grasp, it was as if he had mastered the universe and directly grasped a sword light that was speeding towards him. The sword light in his hand seemed to have lost all its edge and became as docile as a lamb. Then he gently exerted force, and it was as easy as crushing a dead leaf!

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the sword light shattered in his hand, turned into dots of starlight, and dissipated into nothingness. However, just when Hun Wuxu was triumphant and thought he had everything under control, Ling Xiao's bloodthirsty knife silently slashed at Hun Wuxu's whole body at an extremely weird and unpredictable angle.

Hun Wuxu was shocked, but quickly regained his composure. He knew that the power of his condensed body could not be shaken by ordinary attacks.

All the vital parts of his body were protected by an invisible shield, and the door could not be found at all. Ling Xiao obviously realized this, so he planned to launch a full-body attack, testing every inch of skin as a potential weakness.

"Hmph, what a trick!" Hun Wuxu snorted coldly, but he didn't dare to be careless in his heart.

The bloodthirsty knife slashed hard at Hun Wuxu's leg, as if it had struck hard black iron, making a crisp metal impact sound. Ling Xiao felt that his whole arm was shaking continuously, as if it was rebounded by a huge force. He was secretly shocked, this defense was really no small matter!

"This guy is really a tough nut to crack!" Ling Xiao cursed in his heart, but his eyes became more determined to defeat Hun Wuxu.

Hun Wuxu smiled contemptuously, with a bit of pride and disdain in that smile: "Hey, boy, do you think you can find my cover on this battlefield? It's a pity, the Ningzhen body doesn't have a cover. If it exists, don’t waste your efforts, you can’t find it.”

After saying that, he flashed and was about to attack, as if he had already won. However, at that moment, his face suddenly changed, as if he was struck by lightning, and he froze in place.

A soul that looked exactly like him, like a twin brother, flew out of his body, like a wild horse that had broken free from its restraints, galloping freely in the air. This scene shocked everyone present, and even Ling Xiao was shocked, thinking in his heart: "This guy actually has such a secret technique?"

But soon, the soul seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and returned to Hun Wuxu's body with a whoosh.

Hun Wuxu's face was uncertain, and he looked at Ling Xiao indifferently, revealing a hint of surprise and fear in his eyes: "Humph, I didn't expect that you would know soul skills, and such a powerful and strange soul skill! Even I have never seen such a method."

He was really shocked, and the waves in his heart could not be calmed for a long time.

The Condensed True Body can indeed ensure that his physical body is invincible, and he can charge around on the battlefield without being defeated. But a strong physical body does not mean that the soul is also indestructible. The soul technique that Ling Xiao used has obviously touched the depths of his soul, making him feel an unprecedented threat.