Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Hun Wuxu has killed too many Tianjiao of Zhenmo Mansion. If he is not eliminated, the Tianjiao of Zhenmo Mansion will always be in danger.

As a leader of the younger generation of Zhenmo Mansion, he has the responsibility and obligation to protect his companions and homeland.

The people around looked at Ling Xiao's cold and firm eyes, and a sense of awe rose in their hearts. They knew that Ling Xiao was not a bloodthirsty person, but he had firm beliefs and principles. He would never show mercy to his enemies; but he would do his best to protect his companions.

And Hun Wuxu, who fell to the ground, was dying at this moment. He listened to Ling Xiao's words, and a trace of unwillingness and anger flashed in his eyes. But at this point, he was powerless to save the situation. He could only silently accept this cruel reality and wait for the end of his life.

"Save people!"

In the sky, Hun Huan's deafening roar, like thunder exploding in the sky, instantly broke through the noise of the battlefield. His eyes were wide open, his face was full of anxiety, as if he saw the scene he least wanted to see.

Hun Wuxu, the once proud and arrogant Soul Clan genius, now fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings.

Hun Huan had mixed feelings, both disappointment in Hun Wuxu and deep concern for the genius of his clan. He knew that although Hun Wuxu's defeat had made the Soul Clan lose face, the glory of the Soul Clan could not be carried by one person.

As Hun Huan's roar echoed, a graceful figure passed by like a meteor, and instantly swept from the other end of the battlefield to Hun Wuxu's side.

That was the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Soul. She was light and graceful, like a fairy descending, and her every move showed nobility and elegance. With a light wave of her hand, she pushed Ling Bi, who was about to take advantage of the victory, back several steps, which showed her strong fighting power.

Ling Xiao frowned involuntarily when he saw this. He stared at the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Soul with a sharp gaze, and secretly calculated in his heart.

Although this Heavenly Soul Saint may be slightly inferior to Hun Wuxu in terms of evil, she seems to be more difficult to deal with in terms of combat power.

Especially the mysterious aura that looms on her body, as if there is some unknown treasure secretly helping her, making her strength even more unfathomable. Ling Xiao knows that this woman's status in the Soul Clan is probably a few points higher than Hun Wuxu, and she is an opponent that cannot be underestimated.

Just as Ling Xiao's thoughts were flying, Ling Bi had already chased after him like a shadow, shouting angrily: "Your opponent is me!"

However, before she finished speaking, a strange figure suddenly appeared in front of Ling Bi, blocking her way. It was a human figure, but it seemed not to exist in reality, because it was made up of thin pieces of paper, swaying in the wind, as if it would disappear into thin air at any time.

This little paper figure seemed to be endowed with life, expanding rapidly at an incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a figure exactly like Bai Yan, even the heroic spirit between the eyebrows and the faint smile on the corners of the mouth were imitated vividly.

It was like a sudden barrier, blocking Ling Bi's way steadily. The pair of paper eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, revealing an unquestionable firmness.

At the same time, on the other side, another paper figure appeared quietly beside Xiao Lianzhu, and also transformed into Bai Yan's appearance at an astonishing speed. In his hand, he had grasped a paper sword flashing with cold light, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Xiao Lianzhu. A cold sword energy rushed towards him, causing the surrounding air to condense.

And the real Bai Yan, his body was still steadily entangled with Long Chen, and the aftermath of the battle between the two shook the surroundings, causing the space to distort.

With his own strength, he was able to simultaneously restrain Long Chen, Ling Bi, and Xiao Lianzhu, three top warriors who were second only to Ling Xiao in everyone's eyes. His agility and strength were breathtaking.

This scene made everyone present feel awed and had a new understanding of Bai Yan's strength. This man's strength has exceeded the imagination of ordinary people. It seems that he is a god of war from another world, challenging the limits of fate with his own strength.

"Why should we help those soul clans? Our plan does not need them." Just as everyone was immersed in the shock brought by Bai Yan, the voices of Yin Ying and A Ke sounded at the right time, breaking the silence around them. After a short recovery, the two of them have recovered 70% to 80% of their strength and re-entered the battlefield full of war.

There was a bit of confusion in Yin Ying's words, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes wandered back and forth between Bai Yan and those soul clans, as if trying to find the answer from them. A Ke stood beside him silently, with a puzzled look in her eyes. Obviously, they were also very surprised by Bai Yan's move.

Bai Yan raised his mouth slightly, and there was a hint of depth and calculation in his smile. He slowly said: "That Ling Xiao is definitely not an ordinary person. His methods and mind are far beyond ordinary people. I need the Heavenly Soul Saint and Hun Wuxu to work together to weaken his power to a certain extent. Only in this way can I find the crucial blow and completely end his threat."

A Ke frowned when he heard this, and a trace of dissatisfaction and surprise flashed in his eyes.

He retorted: "Brother, are you saying that those two people can't kill Ling Xiao even if they work together? How is that possible? You think too highly of Ling Xiao! I admit that Ling Xiao is indeed cunning. He defeated Hun Wuxu, and there may be a sneak attack in it, but in terms of overall combat power, he is definitely not better than Hun Wuxu. In fact, in my opinion, he is slightly inferior."

Ake's words were full of the impulsiveness and straightforwardness that only young people have. His words were like a sharp sword, pointing directly to the core of the problem, but also revealing his one-sided assessment of Ling Xiao's strength.

Yin Ying, who was standing aside, nodded slightly upon hearing this, expressing his agreement with Ake's point of view.

He said in a deep voice: "What Ake said is not without reason. Although Ling Xiao is strong, he is not yet invincible. If it is really as you said, it takes the cooperation of the Heavenly Soul Saint and Hun Wuxu to weaken him, then Ling Xiao's strength is indeed beyond our imagination."

"You two, you really underestimated Ling Xiao." Bai Yan shook his head gently, with a bit of helplessness and blame in his tone. His eyes were deep, as if he could see through the deepest secrets of people's hearts. "Do you really think that Ling Xiao has done his best in that battle?"

His voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of Ake and Yin Ying.

Ake and Yin Ying looked at each other, and there was a flash of astonishment and confusion in their eyes. They really had not expected that Bai Yan would speak so highly of Ling Xiao. In their opinion, although Ling Xiao was strong, he was still within their control. They had never thought that Bai Yan would have such a high opinion of him.