Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Haha, I'm impressed by your shamelessness, but it's a pity that a few wine bags and rice bags can't change anything!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole person disappeared from the place like a ghost, with a staggering speed.

When he appeared again, he was already standing in front of one of the warriors. That warrior was also a second-level master of the Hunyuan Realm, but in front of Ling Xiao, he was as helpless as a child.

The long sword in Ling Xiao's hand flashed with cold light, and it accurately pierced the man's chest, leaving a shocking blood hole.

Although the man was not dead, his face was pale and he was clutching his wound in pain. He fell to the ground and groaned in pain. He had obviously lost the ability to fight anymore and could only lie on the ground for several months to recover from his injuries and survive.

However, Ling Xiao's offensive did not stop there. Facing the other two warriors approaching him, his left hand suddenly burst out with a dazzling sword light. It was the soul of the God-killing Sword that he was proud of, and it was extremely powerful.

He swung his sword lightly, and the two warriors were blown away several feet away like fallen leaves swept by the strong wind.

The moment they landed, their bodies were covered with criss-crossing sword marks, and blood flowed from the wounds like a fountain, staining their clothes red.

There were dozens of sword marks, and every one of them was bone-deep, making them miserable. They were lying on the ground, unable to fight anymore. They could only look at Ling Xiao, their eyes full of fear and despair.

Ling Xiao stood there and glanced around coldly. His eyes were full of respect and disdain, as if he was telling everyone:

Zhang Luan smiled heavily, with a trace of amusement flashing in his eyes. "Oh? Tell me, what are the consequences?" My tone was intense and hesitant, as if I was asking an important question.

Therefore, I could only delay making preparations and pour all my strength into the weapon in my hand, trying to block Zhang Luan's violent sword.

No matter how many they have, no matter how weak they are, they can all stop me. Every time I make a move, it is like thunder, shocking people's hearts, making people unable to ignore my existence.

When Ling Xiao heard this, a warm smile appeared on his lips, as if he didn't care about Zhang Luan's threat.

"ah--"

Fang Qin’s performance completely exceeded our expectations. We originally thought that we were not yet ordinary warriors, but in front of Zhang Luan, we were as great as ants. That huge disparity in strength makes us feel unprecedented fear and despair.

"Be stupid and tell you who sent him here." Zhang Luan's voice was fierce and hesitant, "As long as he speaks out, you can't spare his life. Otherwise, that place is not his burial place today. Who will They all saved him.”

However, Zhang Luan just laughed warmly, as if everything was within my expectation. "Haha, what do you think you are? It turns out that Guo Keru was expelled from the Heavenly Society." My words were full of disdain and Keru, "Others are afraid, but you are afraid."

However, I didn't know that Zhang Luan's strength was far beyond my imagination, and that one blow would definitely cost me a heavy price.

Ling Xiao didn't have the courage to escape at this time. I knew that I would avoid Fangqin's attack no matter what.

"You really remember eating and beating." Fang Qin shook his head slightly, his tone revealing both frustration and disdain. I glanced at Ling Xiao, and the corner of my mouth curled up with a hint of ridicule, "He alone wants to block your attack? What a joke."

Ling Xiao's face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear and despair. I gritted my teeth and tried to suppress the panic in my heart with pain, but Fang Qin's words hit my heart like a heavy hammer.

With a crisp click, the weapon in Ling Xiao's hand was cut into seven and broken into two pieces behind the weak force.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Qin suddenly moved, and the bloodthirsty sword soul in his hand instantly erupted with a dazzling sword light. The sword light cut through the air like lightning and went straight to Ling Xiao's throat. Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed in horror, and he wanted to escape but was too late.

Zhang Luan looked at Ling Xiao calmly, with a playful smile on his face. I shook the bloodthirsty sword soul in my hand, and Ling Xiao's blood was still dripping from it.

"Tell you, who asked him to come to trouble you, you can't kill him." Fang Qin looked at Ling Xiao fiercely, with doubtful hesitation in his eyes. There is no grudge between me and Ling Xiao, so there must be no one behind me like Ling Xiao.

The original team of four people was reduced to eight people in an instant due to Fang Qin's fierce offensive. The remaining eight people were all stunned by the sudden change, as if they were tightly bound by a tangible force and unable to move.

I taunted, "Kill you? That's the Lower Court of Heaven. Does he know the consequences of killing you?" My words were full of confidence and provocation, and I seemed to be sure that Zhang Luan dared to take action there.

Ling Xiao let out a heart-rending scream, the sound was shrill and frightening, echoing in the empty courtyard.

Ling Xiao laughed warmly and said proudly: "Abolish martial arts and expel Tiantianhui! If he dares to take action outside, it is not his place." My words were full of threats and provocations, trying to force Zhang Luan to advance. shrink.

Despite this, the strength I displayed still shocked everyone present.

Seeing that everyone was shocked by his own strength, Zhang Luan became more determined and rushed towards Ling Xiao. That Ling Xiao was the instigator of that incident from beginning to end, and the other people were just my lackeys.

At the same time, Fang Qin's bloodthirsty sword spirit had not yet laid across Ling Xiao's neck. The sharp blade was close to the skin. With just a little force, the strong neck would be split into seven.

Zhang Luan has always adhered to the principles of high-profile and forbearance. In the confrontation just now, I actually didn't deliberately restrain my strength, and I didn't directly put the opponent to death. I just made the opponent temporarily lose combat effectiveness through precise and decisive strikes.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bloodthirsty sword soul in Fang Qin's body instantly burst into blood-colored light. This light was like a burning flame, cold and sharp.

Immediately afterwards, I mobilized the power of Gengjin Dragon Soul and merged it into the bloody light, making the bloodthirsty sword soul even sharper, as if it could tear through all obstacles.

"Oops, I really mean it. It seems that you just missed the cut." I said with a smile, but the smile revealed warmth and cruelty. "But he was worried, your last knife will be more accurate, I promise It will be biased.”

My cheeks were full of horror and joy, because one of my ears was cut nervously by the blade in Zhang Luan's hand, and blood instantly stained half of my face red.

Fang Qin's eyes were hesitant and sharp, as if he wanted to penetrate every bit of Ling Xiao's cunning and viciousness.