Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

While speaking, Jiang Xiu's eyes were like two sharp ice blades, piercing deeply into the hearts of Jiang Xiruo and her son. In that look, there was not only contempt for the weak, but also a kind of coldness and cruelty that was playing with her hands.

She seemed to have foreseen the future scene - Ling Xiao's once upright figure slowly fell under the ruthless blow, and Jiang Xiruo stood aside, with tears of collapse and helplessness on her face, which was a desperate portrayal of the inability to fight against reality.

"In the face of absolute strength, all struggles are useless!" Jiang Xiu's words revealed an unquestionable confidence and arrogance, and her voice seemed to have some kind of magic, which made people involuntarily convinced.

She stood there, like an insurmountable mountain, putting herself in an invincible position, and any challenge seemed so small and powerless.

There was an extremely proud smile on the corner of her mouth, and that smile contained complex emotions. There is the foresight of victory, which is a kind of confidence that is well-prepared and sure of victory; there is also a mockery of Ling Xiao's overestimation of his own ability, which is a kind of contempt for looking down on all living beings.

In her eyes, Ling Xiao is just an ant that will be easily defeated by her, and it is not worth her too much attention and effort.

"In my eyes, a self-righteous genius like him is not even qualified for me to take action!" Jiang Xiu's voice became louder at this moment, with a bit of deliberate provocation and boasting.

Her words echoed in the air like thunder, not only derogating Ling Xiao personally, but also a low-key propaganda of her own strength.

You seem to be announcing to the world that you are not this enemy, anyone will be eclipsed in front of you, and Tian Shan, you are not even qualified to be compared with you.

However, just as that arrogant breath swept to the top like a violent storm, almost swallowing up everything, in a sudden silence, a warm and cold voice, like a cold current outside in the winter night, suddenly broke the silence around.

Jiang Xiu's eyes became normal and deep at that moment, revealing contempt and ridicule, like ice on the scorching sun, direct and weak.

In your eyes, a touch of disbelief and panic flashed, like a lake surface thrown by a huge rock, rippling layers of waves.

Just as you were struggling in your heart and your emotions were simple, an even more incredible scene happened. This cold light, which was originally like the sickle of the god of death, was about to penetrate Jiang Xiu's dantian, but in the eyes of everyone's horror, it miraculously stopped its steps, quietly suspended in the air, as if it was firmly bound by a tangible force.

This is a direct counterattack against Ling Xiao's arrogance and arrogance, and it is also a display of confidence in his own profound strength and will. There seemed to be a flame dancing in my eyes, which was a desire for challenge and a persistent pursuit of failure.

"He would think that he was the only one in the world who knew the art of holy patterns, right?" Jiang Xiu's voice was filled with a hint of irony. That sentence was like a morning bell and an evening drum, ringing the alarm bell in Ling Xiao's heart.

"Really?" Those two words were short and silent. They were just the carriers of language, more like a carefully forged sharp blade, accurately piercing Ling Xiao's self-confidence that was strong due to excessive expansion.

However, Tian Shan just smiled indifferently, and this smile contained endless mystery and confidence, as if I had already seen through the mysteries of all things in the world, and everything was under control.

My smile and my eyes were both audibly declaring my mortal and weakness.

At that moment, Ling Xiao's heart was filled with an unprecedented shock and peace. You finally realized that the old man behind you, who you once regarded as an ant and despised, might have strength and wisdom far beyond your imagination.

That breath contained the infinite power of the holy pattern. They intertwined and collided in the air, forming simple and mysterious patterns, and finally gathered into a huge holy pattern array.

Just when you were thinking about thousands of things and couldn't calm down, a terrifying breath suddenly rose from Jiang Xiu's feet, surging like a volcanic eruption.

Ling Xiao was even more stunned, looking at the still cold light in disbelief, his heart full of doubts and confusion. You know very well that Jiang Xiu is clearly in a state where he can't use his internal force at this moment, and he should be able to make any ineffective defense or counterattack.

Outside your world, the way of the holy pattern is so unfathomable, and it is the peak that countless warriors dream of but can't reach. You claim to be the best on that road, and your understanding and mastery of the holy pattern makes you stand out among your peers.

That voice came from Jiang Xiu's tightly pursed lips, flowing out in a hurry, and every word seemed to contain a thousand pounds of force, with determination and strength that could not be ignored.

So, where did that mysterious power come from? How did it stop its fatal blow? Those questions circled in your mind, but you could not find any reasonable answers. At that moment, you felt unprecedented confusion and power, as if the whole world became familiar and controllable.

However, at this moment, a person you never took seriously, even as an ant, actually re-explained his understanding of the holy pattern. How could that shock and anger you? There seemed to be countless storms in your heart, which were difficult to calm down.

You dare to doubt that no one in that world can touch the field that you regard as forbidden, let alone accept the feeling of being valued and challenged.

The corners of my mouth slightly raised, forming a perfect arc, but these eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, making people wonder what kind of cards and means I still have to find this ray of hope in such a desperate situation and turn the tide.

That is naturally the formation arranged by Jiang Xiu, I want to break the formation with the formation!

It is just a rebuttal to Ling Xiao's low self-esteem, and it is also a deep understanding and insult to the ancient and profound knowledge of the Holy Mark Technique.

I stared at Ling Xiao with a smile, and this smile contained simple and unspeakable emotions. This is a kind of confidence that the next step is in sight, and it is also a kind of indifference to unknown challenges.

Your eyes, which were originally full of confidence and arrogance, are now locked tightly under Tian Shan, letting go of any subtle changes in my expression, trying to capture a clue that can explain everything behind the eyes.

That scene, as if time has stopped, made everyone who was not present dumbfounded.

Tian Shan's face suddenly became ugly, as if covered by dark clouds, losing its brilliance.

"He also understands the holy pattern?" Tian Shan's face froze instantly when she heard this, as if she was suddenly attacked by the cold wind outside in winter, losing her usual calmness and arrogance.