Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

?Based on Ling Xiao's current strength, it is still quite difficult to kill an early stage warrior at the seventh level of the Transcendent Realm, but it is still possible if you want to do it.

The trouble is, there are cold-faced warriors and others beside this Hemlock.

With these helpers, he had a headache.

This guy is not very strong, but he is most afraid of the treasures he has on him.

He didn't believe that someone who had been staying in a place like Shajiabao wouldn't have a few decent magic weapons with him.

It's better to be cautious when doing things, you only have one life, if you lose it, it will be gone.

Lying there, Ling Xiao's Mountain and River Martial Spirit was running rapidly. He was looking for the best opportunity to attack. As long as he could kill Hemlock, he would be a cold-faced warrior.

Moreover, it can also be used to suppress Meng Yuan, which is simply a good thing that achieves multiple things with one stone.

In the darkness, the cold-faced warrior suddenly stood up.

He rubbed his eyes.

Yes, although the night is as dark as ink, the eyesight of a transcendent warrior can still see some things in the dark night, but the distance will be relatively close.

Standing seven or eight meters away from the bonfire, isn't that Ling Xiao?

"Master Tie, Ling Xiao has appeared!"

The cold-faced warrior shouted in horror.

He had clamored for Ling Xiao's life before, but what happened in the past few days made him no longer have the courage to fight Ling Xiao face to face.

He was afraid.

Ling Xiao's fear far exceeded his expectations.

This guy's strength is so strong that he has no power to resist.

After all, he was only at the early stage of the fifth level of the extraordinary realm, but Ling Xiao had killed all the sixth level warriors of the extraordinary realm.

"Don't panic! This kid is good at the art of clones, don't let him fool you, just in case there is a scam!"

Hemlock held a long stick in his hand, about one foot long, with metal hoops at both ends. The long stick also radiated light from the inscriptions of the magic circle.

Obviously, this is not an ordinary long stick, it is a treasure-level magic weapon!

"yes!"

The cold-faced warrior calmed down. He knew so little about Ling Xiao that he was naturally no match for Hemlock from the Yuehua Sect.

"Heshan, as a disciple of the Yuehua Sect, you actually teamed up with outsiders to hunt down your fellow sect. If this matter spreads, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive in the Yuehua Sect, right?"

Ling Xiao's voice came from the figure's mouth.

"Hmph, if I kill you, no one will know."

Hemlock snorted coldly, but his expression remained unchanged. The fight within the sect has been going on for a long time.

Yuehua Sect is naturally no exception.

Since he has chosen to side with Elder Jin, he will not change his original intention easily. Otherwise, he will only be displeased with both sides.

"Really? If that's the case, don't go back alive."

There was a cold tone in Ling Xiao's voice, and he slowly approached the bonfire.

The cold-faced warrior and several of his subordinates were so nervous that they held their weapons, and their bodies began to tremble violently.

Although Hemlock said this guy was just a clone, didn't it look too real?

"Iron Master!"

"I told you, don't panic!"

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Hemlock's forehead.

Although he thought he was much stronger than Ling Xiao, this Ling Xiao was extremely cunning and might fall into his trap if he wasn't careful, so he was naturally a little worried.

Suddenly, a very bad premonition flashed through his heart, and he subconsciously swung the long stick behind him.

Bang!

The sound of a long stick touching metal was heard.

By the light of the campfire, he saw another face.

Still Ling Xiao!

This guy is really trying to seize the opportunity to attack the west!

"Ah~~"

The moment Hemlock resisted the attack, several screams came from behind.

The few warriors he had planned to use as shields at critical moments were all killed.

The person who took action was actually the existence he thought was his clone!

The cold-faced head fell next to the bonfire, his eyes still filled with endless regret and disbelief.

He regretted why he offended this evil star!

He regretted why he had to go against this evil star!

He regretted why he had colluded with that woman, Fairy Linglong!

He regretted why he didn't choose to escape, but foolishly went into the mountains to chase this evil star!

It's just a pity that in the last moments of life, what's the point of regretting.

he died!

When you die, there is nothing.

"Haha, Senior Brother Hemlock, you are so smart that you are misled by your cleverness."

Ling Xiao was not in a hurry to attack Heshan.

Now that Hemlock's helpers have been dealt with, he plans to have a good fight. He has not forgotten the purpose of his fight with Hemlock.

That is to understand the strength of the seventh-level transcendent realm warrior so that he can deal with Meng Yuan in the future.

"You are the main body, and the one who just attacked me was the clone?"

Hemlock had come to his senses at this time, but it was too late.

Ling Xiao's strategy is not unique, but it is very practical.

And there is absolutely a 100% chance of success.

Because his body and clone can interchange places.

"Congratulations on your correct answer, but it's a pity that there is no reward. If you insist, then I will leave you a whole corpse. In any case, you can be regarded as a disciple of Yuehua Sect."

Ling Xiao still kept smiling, as if what he was about to start was not a battle, but just a game.

"Don't worry, even if you die, I will keep your whole body, but it's not because I sympathize with you, but because I want to take it back and let Senior Brother Mengyuan confirm it."

Hemlock's expression remained indifferent, and the long stick in his hand was ready to be used.

"Oh, is it so?"

Suddenly, Ling Xiao moved his fingers, and a qi sword struck Hemlock like a poisonous snake as fast as lightning.

The speed of the air sword was extremely fast, and it was shot out in an instant, without giving Hemlock any time to react.

However, this Hemlock was not weak. In a hurry, he blocked Ling Xiao's attack with the long stick in his hand.

Of course, not completely.

After all, this air sword left a shallow blood mark on Hemlock's neck.

Although it doesn't do much harm, it hurts a lot.

Hemlock's face turned stern, and a strong murderous intention arose in his heart. His aura was completely released immediately, and the shadow behind him turned out to be a huge hemlock tree.

Towering and tall, with its head held high towards the sky, its branches and leaves are lush and green.

The main trunk is as strong as bronze, and makes a clanging sound when knocked. The moss marks on the tree body are mottled, like the rust on ancient bronze vessels, reflecting the wind and frost of the years.

The ancient fir tree is like a pillar holding up the sky, its branches are curling up and the clouds are rising, and you can see the winding peaks, overlooking the valleys and mountains.

The famous saying of the ancients: "The pale skin floats in the rain forty meters around, and the dark color towers two thousand feet into the sky" is the best portrayal of it.

This martial spirit is really extraordinary.

"Ling Xiao, I will let you know that you are really stupid in choosing to kill me! When you meet me, your best choice is to run away, maybe you can save a small life, but now, you must die!"

Heshan looked at Ling Xiao coldly and said, "That's all. Originally, your movement skills were better than mine, so I might not be able to find you, but now that you're here, don't think about escaping. It saves me the trouble. few."

His expression was confident and playful.

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