Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

So, Ling Xiao took a deep breath, straightened his body, and rushed towards the martial arts spirit who was fleeing in terror like an arrow from a string. He held the long sword tightly in his hand, and the tip of the sword flashed with cold light, stabbing straight at the fragile martial soul.

"You dare!" The Ice God General's voice echoed in the night sky, full of fear and despair. He understands that once the martial arts soul is destroyed, he will completely lose the chance of rebirth. However, at this moment, he was unable to resist and could only watch the tip of Ling Xiao's sword getting closer and closer.

The Ice God General's martial arts soul is extremely fragile and has no fighting power at all. Without the help of others, it would be impossible to escape.

"What am I afraid of? Today you, the Ice God General, are going to die! Jiang Feng is going to die! The once glorious Jiang family will also be destroyed in my hands! You don't need to worry, you won't be alone, because of your destiny It will all be the same!”

Ling Xiao's voice echoed in the night sky, carrying an unquestionable firmness and coldness. The tip of his sword was still mercilessly piercing the Ice God General's martial soul, and every minute and every second seemed to be announcing the other's doom.

At this time, the Ice God General was already extremely frightened. He looked at the sword tip that was getting closer and closer, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness. He knew that if no one came to save him, he would completely perish here.

He screamed wildly in his heart, his voice trembling and desperate: "The world is not the same, if you watch me die here, then your world will also be destroyed! Why don't you take action quickly to stop this crazy murderer!" "

However, at this moment, the sky is seven but it seems a little less firm. I was vague in my mind. The death of Divine General Ling Xiao would indeed bring little trouble to the Heavenly Society, and it might even trigger an unpredictable disaster.

But I also understand that that old guy is usually arrogant and domineering, and has offended many people, including myself. Therefore, I am not too eager to take risks for a dying man.

Wu Daoyuan, on the other hand, suddenly took action without any warning just as Han Bing was about to start his duel with General Ling Xiao. My figure was like lightning, and I instantly inserted myself between Ling Yong and Divine General Ling Xiao. The long sword in my hand flashed with cold light, pointing directly at Ling Yong.

I tried to open my mouth to speak, but even the power to make a sound was lost, and I could only look at Han Bing helpfully.

As my words fell, Zhang Yutian God of General Lingxiao disappeared completely, leaving only nothingness. Ling Yong stood outside with hesitant eyes, as if he hadn't seen his future path yet. I know that that battle is just the end of my road to revenge, and I will keep going until I achieve my goal.

At this moment, my breath completely dissipated, I took my last breath, and my body fell to the ground forcefully. My eyes were filled with joy and regret, but nothing could be undone.

I was actually more afraid of the rise of ice. The strength and potential shown by that young man made me feel safe. Therefore, I must take this opportunity to not only help General Ling Xiao escape from danger, but also to eliminate the potential threat of Ling Yong. It can be said that I kill two birds with one stone.

However, just when I was about to succeed, a cold and eerie figure appeared in front of me like a ghost. This is a man wearing a blue dress, with long hair like a waterfall, and deep eyes that seem to contain endless autumn water. It was Qi Shuikui, you arrived quietly, but you brought unexpected variables to that battle.

However, Qiu Shuikui didn't pay attention to my question. There seemed to be countless secrets hidden in your deep eyes, and she just turned her head to look in the direction of Han Bing. There is a trace of appreciation and expectation in your eyes, as if you have no ordinary emotions towards Han Bing.

General Lingxiao felt that his life force was rapidly passing away. I shouted in horror and anger: "You bastard, if he kills you today, you will have to wait for his arrival in hell!" However, Han Bing had nothing to do with this. Fearful, I laughed warmly, my voice cold and decisive: "Haha, you Han Bing still want to live longer. You have to keep that life and destroy the Jiang family with your own hands!"

At this moment, Han Bing was holding a bloodthirsty knife, with a hesitant light shining in his eyes. My knife has not yet penetrated deeply into the God General Ling Xiao's Zhang Yutian. The once weak Zhang Yutian became blurry under Ling Yong's attack, as if it would dissipate into reality at any time.

Seeing this, Qiu Shuikui turned to look at Han Bing. Did you have any expression on your face? She just asked lightly: "Master Duo, what should I do with Wu Daoyuan?"

Seeing Qiu Shuikui's appearance, Wu Daoyuan was startled for a moment, and then a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. I don't know the mysterious man who suddenly appeared. Your identity and purpose confuse me. The Qizhangyuan's face changed slightly, and I exclaimed: "Oh no, this is the guy in front of Han Bingbei..."

Ling Yong didn't answer, but the look in my eyes said the answer was given. I glanced at Wu Daoyuan with indifference, as if I was looking at a dead person. How could I let go of that enemy who repeatedly tried to kill me? I spoke hastily, my voice cold and decisive: "Kill!"

I struggled desperately, trying to break free of the shackles, but found that I could not shake the hand condensed with sunflower water.

"General Lingxiao, I am saving him today. I just hope that he can remember what the Jiang family of Donghai promised. If he comes to you again, there will be trouble in the sky." Ling Yongzi's words revealed a deep calculation, and the look in my eyes Shining with cunning light.

Immediately afterwards, Han Bing's eyes were as sharp as a hawk, turning to Jiang Feng here. Jiang Feng was already dying at this moment. I was still holding on to my last breath, hoping that General Ling Yong would avenge me and kill Han Bing on my sword.

The sudden reversal made Jiang Feng terrified. The anger and despair in my heart intertwined, as if to devour my last bit of vitality. I narrowed my eyes, trying to find a trace of pity from Han Bing, but I only saw indifference and hesitation.

"Who is the pavilion? Why do you stand on the side of this big man and be the enemy of your Tianshanghui?" Ling Yongzi asked in horror. I felt the breath of the man named Qiu Shuikui behind me. This power was far beyond my imagination and made me feel afraid.

Before I finished speaking, Qiu Shuikui waved his hand heavily, and a hand condensed from the sunflower water was like an iron clamp, firmly grasping Wu Daoyuan's neck. I instantly felt a weak force coming, as if to twist my neck off.

However, things are unpredictable. What I saw was the tragic scene where Ling Xiao Shenjiang was defeated by Ling Yong, and even Zhang Yu Tian Shen was completely destroyed.

At this time, Wu Daoyuan was full of fear and despair. I never thought that I would be subdued by a man I didn't know at that critical moment. I felt that my dignity and face were gone at that moment, and my heart was filled with humiliation and resentment.