Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

With a sword slashed out, the space seemed to be torn apart by the power of the sword and became illusory. There was a palpitating atmosphere in the air, which was the fluctuation caused by the collision between sword energy and space, as if even the heaven and earth were trembling at this moment.

Zhang Qi's sword was like a giant silver dragon, cutting through the sky and heading straight for Ling Xiao's head, vowing to split his head in two.

As for Ling Xiao, at this critical moment of life and death, the black light in his eyes became more intense. He seemed to be ready for this blow. No matter what the outcome, he would go all out and fight to the end.

Ling Xiao's hands were tightly holding the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword. There was a dark and mysterious light flowing on the sword, as if it could swallow everything.

His expression became more ferocious, and his eyes shone with determination and unyielding, as if he wanted to concentrate all his anger and strength into this blow. Zhang Qi's sword was like silver lightning, piercing the sky, getting closer and closer. The cold light flashing on the tip of the sword seemed to herald the coming of death.

At a certain moment, when the sword light came less than three meters in front of Ling Xiao, he suddenly moved.

Ling Xiao's movements were as fast as lightning, and the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in his hand seemed to turn into a black lightning, thrust out with endless power and killing intent! At that moment, the air seemed to be torn apart by the sword, making a sharp whistle.

At the same time, a powerful force surged in Ling Xiao's body, which was the Tyrant Martial Spirit that he had not used for a long time.

As he thought, the Tyrant Martial Spirit was suddenly released, and the entire space suddenly became illusory and distorted, as if enveloped by a mysterious force. Immediately afterwards, this space began to collapse and turned into an endless void universe.

This is the Tyrant Universe, a unique space created by Ling Xiao's martial spirit. Within this space, all of Ling Xiao's attacks will be greatly amplified, as if he is the master of this space and can control everything.

However, Ling Xiao also knew that his Tyrant Martial Spirit was more coveted than the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in his hand. This was a secret, one he couldn't easily reveal. Because once exposed, he will face more dangers and challenges.

But today, facing such a powerful enemy, Ling Xiao had no way out. He took a deep breath and put all his fears and hesitations behind him.

In order to fight against the powerful enemy and protect everything he cherishes, he had to use this last trump card. At this moment, Ling Xiao seemed to be integrated with the Tyrant Martial Spirit, and his strength, his will, and his belief had reached unprecedented heights.

Ling Xiao has indeed used up all his cards today.

In this life and death battle, he has shown all his strength without reservation. Except for the legendary world-destroying magic needle, all the power and skills he could summon were basically poured into this blow.

He took a deep breath, and all the strength in his body seemed to be concentrated on the sword in his hand. The power of Overlord was like a raging torrent, pouring into this blow crazily, making the originally slender sword light become thick and dazzling, as if it could cut off all obstacles in the world.

Buzz!

Accompanied by a long and shocking sword cry, Ling Xiao's long sword was like lightning piercing the sky, thrust out with endless power and killing intent! At that moment, the entire space seemed to be torn apart by this sword, and a heart-stopping aura filled the air.

The next moment, Ling Xiao's sword stabbed directly into Zhang Qi's sword. The two swords intersected, making a clear and loud metal clash, like the collision of two mountain peaks, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly.

Head-to-head!

bite!

Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar sounded, as if countless thunders exploded in the air. Zhang Qi, who originally had the advantage, suddenly retreated at this moment. His face turned pale and his eyes shone with unbelievable light.

At the same time, a crack appeared on the sword in his hand. Although it didn't look serious, the slight crack was like a harbinger of death, which made people feel chilly.

Once this crack appears, just like a thousand-mile embankment destroyed in an ant nest, it means that Zhang Qi's sword can no longer withstand the power of Ling Xiao's blow, and may collapse at any time.

This is undoubtedly a heavy blow to Zhang Qi.

He knew that once the sword collapsed, his combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced, but Ling Xiao would not give him any chance to breathe.

Although Zhang Qi was shocked, his eyes did not relax at all, but became more solemn. At this time, Ling Xiao came to kill again. His movements were simple and direct, without any fancy swordsmanship, and he slashed down like lightning.

This sword, with endless power and killing intent, seemed to split the space into two.

Zhang Qi's brows were furrowed. He felt the terror of Ling Xiao's sword and did not dare to be careless in the slightest. He quickly swung his sword and swept it into the air. Wherever the sword tip passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistle.

At this moment, he had completely abandoned his previous contempt. The Ling Xiao in front of him shocked him so much that he had to re-examine this opponent.

He found it unbelievable that a strong man at the sixth level of the Ning Zhen Realm could be suppressed in front of Ling Xiao. If this were told, I'm afraid no one would believe it. His heart was full of unwillingness and anger, and he could not accept that he was suppressed by an opponent whose cultivation level was far lower than his own.

What he couldn't understand even more was, what kind of martial spirit was released by Ling Xiao? It was a martial spirit that he had never seen before. It exuded a terrifying aura that far surpassed all others, and seemed to be able to swallow everything.

He had never seen such a powerful martial spirit, and he dared not even think about it.

At this moment, he felt an unprecedented fear and powerlessness, as if he was facing an invincible enemy.

With this sweep of Zhang Qi, the space where the long sword passed directly cracked, as if torn apart by an invisible force.

There was a palpitating breath in the air, which was the fluctuation caused by the collision of sword energy and space, as if even the heaven and earth were trembling at this moment.

However, even if he launched such a powerful attack, he still could not stop Ling Xiao's pace. That sword, like a death sentence, was approaching him rapidly.

In the air, Ling Xiao stood upright, holding the long sword tightly with both hands, the tip of the sword flashed with cold light, like a meteor across the sky, slashing down with unmatched momentum!

His eyes were fixed on the opponent below, with both determination and unwillingness in his eyes, as if this sword was not only a challenge to the enemy, but also a test of his own limit.

Crack!

The sword light was like a dragon, cutting through the air, making a deafening roar. This sword condensed all of Ling Xiao's strength and will, and directly cut off the equally extraordinary long sword in Zhang Qi's hand. The sword fragments flew everywhere, like falling stars, brilliant but short-lived.