Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

In addition, although Lie Yong is the village chief, he is not the strongest person in the village and cannot completely control the village. This is also helpless.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh!" Lie Yong's voice was full of self-mockery and helplessness. He knew his situation very well and understood the meaning of Ling Xiao's words.

Ling Xiao shook his head gently and said nothing more, but looked up at the sky. At this moment, Jin Yan had suppressed the old man to death. The golden flame poured down like a storm, making it difficult for the old man to resist.

However, the old man was not weak either. With his deep magic power, he barely resisted Jin Yan's attack. It was obvious that the two could not tell the winner in a short time.

The battle continued, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. Every confrontation was terrifying. Lie Yong stood aside, with mixed feelings in his heart. He was worried about Jin Yan's safety and the future of the village.

He knew that this battle was not only about personal honor and disgrace, but also about the fate of the entire Demon Soul Beast Village.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly became deep and cold. With a thought, he directly used the supreme secret of soul art - the sword intent of killing gods. At this moment, the whole space seemed to be shrouded by an invisible sword intent, and the air was filled with a heart-pounding chill.

In the air, the face of the old man who was fighting fiercely with Jin Yan suddenly changed, and a trace of fear and despair flashed in his eyes. However, it was too late to dodge at this time. The sword intent of killing gods cut through the sky like lightning and pointed directly at his vitals.

The old man seemed to be fixed there, unable to move, and even his body began to fall straight down uncontrollably, like a fallen leaf.

Seeing this, Jin Yan's eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness and determination. He did not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. His right hand suddenly turned into an extremely sharp golden crow claw, shining with brilliant golden light, like a lightning that cut through the sky.

With one claw, accompanied by a deafening roar, the old man was instantly severely injured, blood splattered, and his body fell like a kite with a broken string.

However, Jin Yan did not kill him. There was a hint of complexity and hesitation in his eyes. After all, he had just killed Wen Yu because of a misunderstanding. It was indeed inappropriate to kill again. He knew very well that the purpose of their trip was not to fight and kill, but to fulfill Ah Dai's last wish and find the legendary treasure.

Perhaps Ah Dai's memory had invisibly influenced Jin Yan, making him not so ruthless when he attacked the Demon Soul Beast Clan. There was a hint of tenderness and nostalgia in Jin Yan's eyes, which was a deep longing and admiration for Ah Dai. He stood there silently, looking at the old man's falling figure, with mixed feelings in his heart.

But no matter what, the old man survived after all, even though he was seriously injured, lying on the ground, his body trembling slightly, his face terrified and ugly, his eyes full of gratitude for surviving the disaster and fear of an unknown fate.

His breathing was heavy and rapid, and every breath he took was accompanied by a burst of severe pain in his chest, which made him groan.

Seeing this, Jin Yan did not attack again. He slowly retracted the sharp Golden Crow Claw, and his body shook, turning into a golden stream of light and returning to Ling Xiao's side. He remained silent, just standing there quietly, with a hint of complex and unspeakable emotions in his eyes.

Ling Xiao glanced at Lie Yong lightly, his voice calm and deep: "Let's go, take me to your home. Since your parents have passed away, we can help your descendants appropriately." There was no ripple in his tone, but it revealed an unquestionable determination.

"Okay!" Hearing this, Lie Yong nodded and agreed without any hesitation. He knew that Ling Xiao and Jin Yan's strength was unfathomable. If they were willing to help, it would undoubtedly be a great thing for the Demon Soul Beast Village.

What's more, this Wen surnamed demon soul beast always opposed him on weekdays. Being taught a lesson by Ling Xiao and Jin Yan today did not harm him. Instead, he felt a little happy in his heart. As long as he didn't harm the entire demon soul beast village, what did his personal grudges matter?

The three turned and left, their steps were calm and firm, and no one dared to block their way. The old man surnamed Wen lay on the ground, his eyes showing resentment, clenching his teeth, clenching his hands into fists, and his knuckles turned white due to the force.

However, this resentment only stayed in his eyes. If he made another move, he would not have the courage at all.

He deeply felt the power of Jin Yan, and the hot and sharp breath like a blazing flame made him palpitate. But what frightened him even more was Ling Xiao, the existence that seemed indifferent but revealed endless depth and terror. This was someone they absolutely could not afford to offend.

Lieyong has a son. Time has left its mark on him. He is already quite old. It can be said that his future path has basically been determined. Like a stone carved by time, it is difficult for him to make major changes and improvements.

However, Lieyong did not feel desperate because his son brought him another hope - a pair of twin daughters, who have already transformed and possess amazing beauty and delicacy.

These two little girls, although still young, have already shown amazing talents. Their eyes are like bright stars, shining with wisdom and agility. Every gesture reveals an innate nobility and elegance.

However, this talent is like a captive phoenix, restricted by this barren land, unable to spread its wings and fly high. They are already fifteen or sixteen years old, in the prime of youth, similar to Ling Xiao, but the gap in realm is like a natural moat, which makes people feel sorry for it.

"What a pity!" Ling Xiao's tone was full of regret. His eyes stayed on Lie Yong's twin granddaughters for a moment. There was both admiration for their talents and sympathy for their fate in his eyes.

"Their talents are really not inferior to Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu, and only second to Jin Yan Longchen. I firmly believe that in the entire Dazhen Dynasty, and even in the entire Bai Ze Continent, their talents are the top existence. However, due to the lack of resources, this talent has been ruthlessly wasted. How can this not make people feel sad?"

Lie Yong heard this, his face dimmed, he sighed deeply, and a trace of helplessness and anxiety flashed in his eyes.

"My dear guest, if you really like them, can you take them away from here and let them venture out into the wider world? I worry about these two granddaughters all day long. I have finally cultivated these two good seedlings. Their future should be as bright as the stars, but now they can only remain unknown in this barren land. It is such a pity."