Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Looking at all this, Bai Sha's eyes became moist.

He had just devoted himself to the battle and had no time to pay attention to the situation on the battlefield. But now, when he calmed down and looked at the smoke-filled battlefield and the soldiers who fought bloody battles to protect their homeland, his heart was filled with grief and helplessness.

This battle was so tragic.

Every warrior is fighting for survival and for their homeland. Every move they make, every swing of their sword, is full of determination and determination. However, in the face of such a powerful enemy, their efforts seemed so small and feeble.

"Okay, let's go back and heal." Ling Xiao's voice was steady and powerful. He stood up slowly, his eyes revealing unquestionable determination.

He gently lifted Bai Sha up, his movements revealing an indescribable tenderness and care. With Ling Xiao's support, Bai Sha staggered, but his eyes shone with determination and gratitude. He knew that his ability to survive was all due to Ling Xiao's persistence and hard work.

Ling Xiao carefully sent Bai Sha back to the city, where he was protected by a large formation and was relatively safe.

He knew that only by ensuring Bai Sha's safety could he continue to kill the enemy without any worries. After settling Bai Sha, Ling Xiao turned around to leave. His figure stretched under the afterglow of the setting sun, looking particularly lonely and resolute.

He understands in his heart that a person's power is limited and he cannot save everyone. But within the scope of his ability, he always tries his best.

This is a kind of responsibility, a kind of responsibility, and it is also a kind of respect and cherishment of life. He didn't want to see any innocent life disappear before his eyes, let alone let down those who had given him help and trust.

If people don’t let me down, I won’t let them down. This is the creed that Ling Xiao has always adhered to.

In the Demon-Suppressing Mansion, he did have many enemies, but there were also many people who deserved his respect and gratitude.

Long Yingtian, Hun Yu, Cheng Shifei, Wang Zhenshou, Zhao Heng and others, they either gave him guidance, gave him support, or fought side by side with him to resist foreign enemies. He will remember the kindness these people have shown him and will never forget it easily.

Therefore, when the Demon Suppressing Mansion faced a critical moment of life and death, Ling Xiao stood up without hesitation.

He knew that once the Demon Suppressing Mansion failed, the consequences would be disastrous. The entire Tyrant Empire may fall into crisis as a result, and may even be forced to hide in the dangerous monster mountain range again. This was something Ling Xiao could never accept.

He took a deep breath and his eyes became firm and resolute again. He knew that he was about to face a difficult battle, but he also understood that only by persevering could he usher in the dawn of victory. So, he took steps and strode toward the battlefield, ready to face new challenges.

Ling Xiao's figure flashed and returned to the battlefield like a bolt of lightning. His gaze was like a torch, locked directly on the black knights. Those black knights, wearing heavy armor and holding long swords, were like messengers of death, but in Ling Xiao's eyes, they were just lambs to be slaughtered.

Jin Yan was fighting against ten black knights by himself. His swordsmanship was fierce, and every strike was filled with blazing golden flames. But even so, he still seemed to have a hard time facing the black knights who were good at fighting together. Those black knights cooperated tacitly, and their offense and defense were orderly, making it difficult for Jin Yan to find a breakthrough.

When Ling Xiao saw this, his heart trembled. He knew that if he wanted to completely kill the remaining ten black knights, there must be someone beside him to help. So, he joined the battle without hesitation and fought alongside Jin Yan.

Ling Xiao's swordsmanship was also exquisite. Every swing of his sword seemed to carry thunderous power, making it difficult for those black knights to parry. With the joint efforts of Jin Yan and Ling Xiao, the black knights gradually showed signs of defeat. Their defense began to collapse, and their numerical advantage could no longer make up for the gap in strength.

In the distance, when the four chief priests saw this scene, their expressions were so gloomy that they seemed to be dripping with water. He originally thought that with the black knights under his command, he could easily take over the Demon Suppression Mansion, but he did not expect to encounter such a powerful enemy. He stared angrily into the distance, and suddenly shouted in the distance: "Second Priest, aren't you going to take action?"

"Didn't you say that you can take down the Demon Suppressing Mansion alone?"

Suddenly a mocking voice sounded, with a hint of amusement and disdain in the voice. Immediately afterwards, a figure came from afar. He was extremely fast, as if teleporting, and appeared beside the four chief priests in the blink of an eye.

The newcomers were dressed similarly to the four chief priests. They were all wearing black robes and tall priest hats, but their appearance was different. He looked older, his silver hair was fluttering gently in the breeze, and he exuded a strong aura. His appearance made the already tense atmosphere even more tense.

"I underestimated the enemy." The four chief priests gritted their teeth, with a hint of unwillingness and regret in their voices, "Unexpectedly, the rumored and terrifying Demon Soul King's clone did not appear. Even so, we still fought like this It’s so difficult, it’s unexpected. Please go ahead and deal with Ling Xiao and that young guy who’s just here but has great strength.”

The words of the fourth officiant revealed his helplessness about the situation and his expectations for the second officiant. His eyes flashed with complex emotions, including annoyance at failure and desire for victory.

"You can admit that you underestimated the enemy, which is a kind of growth in itself." The second chief priest's voice was low and powerful, and there was a hint of imperceptible relief in his words. At this time, he was also shocked. He had originally hidden in the dark with the chief priest to guard against the legendary Demon Soul King clone, just in case.

However, the Demon Soul King clone did not arrive as promised, which made their plan deviate. What surprised them even more was that even without the interference of the Demon Soul King clone, their attack still encountered unprecedented obstacles. This made the second chief priest secretly marvel in his heart, and he had a new understanding of the strength of Ling Xiao and the new boy.

The second chief priest flashed and appeared above Ling Xiao's head like a ghost. His movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest drag. He narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at Ling Xiao, as if he wanted to see every inch of his skin and every move.

Then, the second chief priest took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and blasted out with a palm. This palm, with overwhelming momentum, seemed to contain the entire world. The palm wind whistled, and the air seemed to be torn apart at this moment, forming cracks visible to the naked eye.

The power of this palm was obviously stronger than the previous attack of the four chief priests. It contained all the strength and determination of the second chief priest. Ling Xiao felt this unprecedented pressure, and his eyes became solemn.