Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

This is not some mysterious method that is unfathomable, nor is it some earth-shattering and peerless magical power. It is just a pure data monster competition, a contest of soul power, simple and crude, but direct and effective.

On the opposite side, Hun Wuxu's brows, like the surface of a lake blown by the wind, were slightly wrinkled, and there was a light of surprise and unwillingness in his eyes.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the air was filled with a tense and subtle atmosphere. However, the good times did not last long. The originally distorted space around Ling Xiao seemed to have been liberated, and all returned to normal, and regained vitality.

Hun Wuxu looked at Ling Xiao, his cold eyes flashing with an indescribable light, and exclaimed:

"You are really an unpredictable guy. I didn't expect that a human boy like you could cultivate soul power to such a perfect level. It's really rare. It's a pity that you are just a human after all, and you can't understand the real terrifying place of the soul race!"

Ling Xiao raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with a cunning light, as if saying: "Later, your surprised little expression will be more colorful. Let's not talk here, just start fighting and continue to fight!"

Before he finished speaking, he stomped his right foot hard, as if he had thrown a huge rock on the calm lake, and the space under his feet trembled instantly, as if even the heaven and earth were shaken.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Xuan's figure was like an arrow from a string, turning into a sharp light like a cold light, bursting out, so fast that it was dazzling, as if even the air was split in two by his sharp momentum.

In the distance, Hun Wuxu was not to be outdone. He clenched his right hand into a fist, and the muscles on his arm bulged like a coiled dragon. He punched out with a momentum like a tsunami, as if he was going to punch through the whole world.

Boom!

Between heaven and earth, it seemed that there was an invisible force colliding and stirring, and the whole space was shaking violently, as if even the stars were shaking, and even the heaven and earth were changing color.

This punch abruptly stopped Ling Xiao's sharp attack like an arrow. However, as soon as Ling Xiao stopped, a meaningful sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. The smile was full of confidence and calmness, as if saying: "Humph, this is just the beginning, the good show is still to come!"

The next moment, Ling Xiao's body moved slightly, as if some mysterious power awakened in his body, and the Thunder Leopard and Thunder Tiger were released at the same time. They roared and galloped, with earth-shaking power, as if they were going to swallow up the whole world.

Hun Wuxu, who had intended to resist the attack, suddenly became serious, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, he trembled, as if pushed by an invisible force, and flashed back dozens of meters, as if he was gently waved by an invisible giant hand, and pulled him from the spot to a safe area.

Thunder Leopard and Thunder Tiger, they are genuine elemental elves, and their attack methods are naturally pure and powerful elemental systems.

They are surrounded by brilliant elemental light, and every time they wave their claws and roar, it seems to announce the majesty and power of the elements to the world.

Although Hun Wuxu thinks highly of himself, he can clearly feel at this moment that the attacks of Thunder Leopard and Thunder Tiger contain Ling Xiao's terrifying "horrible soul power".

Therefore, Hun Wuxu wisely chose to avoid the sharp edge and did not foolishly resist it. After all, although his proud condensed body can block most of the power, if there is a mistake and he gets injured, it will be really troublesome.

You know, although his defense is extremely strong, his recovery ability is not as fast as those souls. So, he can only choose to run away as the best strategy and retreat first.

However, his retreat seemed to give Ling Xiao a big gift! Hun Wuxu just stopped and had no time to catch his breath. Ling Xiao's overwhelming attack hit him like a storm.

This attack came fiercely and quickly, like the firecrackers on New Year's Eve, crackling non-stop, making people unable to hide.

What made Hun Wuxu even more depressed was that the two little guys, Lei Bao and Lei Hu, appeared in front of him again as if they had a grudge against him. They attacked from both sides, one on the left and one on the right, like two extremely hungry tigers, ready to swallow him, the "fat sheep".

Hun Wuxu was clear in his mind, and knew that if he took another step back, he would really become a coward, not only would his image be ruined, but his pride would also be suffocated.

By then, if it was spread out, people would laugh at him and say that Hun Wuxu was a weakling who could only run away? That would be too unpleasant, and it would make people uncomfortable just thinking about it.

So, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet this time, deciding not to be a coward anymore.

As soon as he thought about it, the void seemed to be torn open by an invisible big hand, and two huge black knives appeared out of thin air, with a chill and overwhelming domineering aura, whistling towards the two little guys, Lei Hu and Lei Bao, respectively, as if they were going to chop them in half one by one.

On the front battlefield, he was unequivocal and punched Ling Xiao, the tough guy. This punch was the result of all his strength and cultivation. It was so powerful that it could shake mountains and shatter the void.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three loud noises, deafening, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking. The two little guys, Lei Hu and Lei Bao, were knocked back by Hun Wuxu's attack, like fallen leaves blown up by the wind, completely losing their previous arrogance.

But Ling Xiao was a tough guy, his feet seemed to have taken root and dug into the ground, and he didn't retreat a single step.

He just paused slightly, as if he was blown by the wind, and then he rushed towards Hun Wuxu again as if he was injected with chicken blood. His eyes were like a hungry wolf seeing fat meat, full of greed and desire.

Bang bang!

The sword lights and sword beams intertwined, making a deafening explosion, like countless fireworks blooming at the same time, gorgeous and deadly.

However, in this gorgeous confrontation, Hun Wuxu actually retreated several feet away, as if he was pushed by an invisible force. A trace of solemnity and unwillingness appeared on his handsome face at this moment. Obviously, he did not gain any advantage.

When Hun Wuxu retreated, Ling Xiao rushed forward again, at an extremely fast speed, and arrived in front of Hun Wuxu in the blink of an eye. At the same time, he held the bloodthirsty knife and slashed at Hun Wuxu's throat.