Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

As the energy continued to gather and flow, Jiang Xiu's body began to undergo subtle changes. A terrifying power quietly awakened in her body and quickly spread to her limbs and bones.

The smile on her face gradually solidified, replaced by a complex expression of disbelief and horror. She seemed to feel the terrible fate that was about to befall herself.

"What you said just now really touched my heart. Although the road to martial arts is broad, it is not the only one. You believe that you can control others with the sacred marks. Did you ever expect that everything in this world has two sides, and the sacred marks can be used by you, Can it also become a weapon that can kill you in the hands of others? If you are unwilling to tell the truth, then I will let you experience for yourself how heavy the price behind this is."

Ling Xiao's voice was calm and cold, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Jiang Xiu's heart.

When Jiang Xiu heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and just as he was about to retort, an indescribable feeling of terror suddenly swept through his body.

It felt like thousands of tiny ants, no, more accurately, countless sharp needles, frantically gnawing and piercing every inch of her skin and every cell.

Pain, unprecedented pain, surged in like a tide, drowning her in endless darkness and despair.

She screamed and struggled, but all her efforts seemed so feeble. The holy pattern seemed to have integrated with her and became a part of her body, freely releasing its chilling power.

Sweat and tears intertwined, blurring her vision, but you can still feel the torment and torture from the depths of your soul.

"He let you go! What on earth did he do to you! What kind of magic is that! If he dares to hurt you at all, your father will definitely let him go! I am the Taixia elder of the Jiang family. My cultivation is The depth is measurable, and it’s easy to kill him! If he knows what’s going on, slowly remove those damn holy marks from under you, otherwise..."

This feeling of life being like death makes you almost collapse, and you even end your fantasy, you will definitely die here, and maybe be free. But the reality is cruel. You don't even have the right to die, and you can only struggle in the endless torture.

"The elder of the Jiang family? Maybe I am indeed weak, but so what? In that small continent, strength is the last word. If he really thinks that I can save him from fire and water, it would be too naive. As for the holy pattern under his body, it is just a tool for you to teach him a lesson. It is very complicated to stop it, as long as he is willing to say the spell to unlock the chain. "

However, Jiang Xiu just smiled warmly, a smile full of disdain and ridicule.

Finally, I waved my hand heavily, and the sacred patterns that were raging in Ling Xiao's body seemed to have received a tangible order and instantly stopped their frightening movement. But even so, these sacred patterns have not completely disappeared. They are like latent undercurrents, quietly dormant on Cai Ya's skin, ready to be awakened again at any time.

Jiang Xiu's warm smile echoed in the air. It was a kind of respect for the enemy's desperate struggle, and it was also a confidence in his absolute control. I didn't immediately give Ling Xiao relief, but deliberately paused for a moment, as if I was enjoying the slowness brought by that power.

When Cai Ya heard this, a playful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. There was neither disdain for Cai Ya's threat nor absolute confidence in her own strength in this smile.

At that moment, Ling Xiao finally realized that no matter how arrogant and conceited you were, you were just an ant-like existence behind absolute strength. And Jiang Xiu is the only weakling who can easily play with you.

I opened my clenched palms again, as if releasing a prey that was about to fall into a trap.

Your movements are fast and difficult, and each step is accompanied by trembling of the body. This is a deep imprint of the memory just now.

Ling Xiao's voice trembled with joy. You tried to use your father's reputation to intimidate Jiang Xiu, but your tone involuntarily revealed a hint of despair and help.

Ling Xiao's body instantly lost its support and fell heavily to the ground. The severe pain was intertwined with the subsequent torture of the holy marks, making you twitch uncontrollably and let out a shrill scream. The sound was full of Despair and helplessness, hysteria echoed in the empty air.

I don't have a weaker front shield - the Demon Soul King, that mysterious existence is enough to make anyone who dares to provoke me tremble. But even putting aside that relationship, Jiang Xiu also knows that his strength is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and I am afraid of any challenge.

Ling Xiao felt this sudden relief, as if he was pulled back to the world from the edge of hell. You were paralyzed on the ground, as if all your strength had been taken away, but then you got up weakly.

When you finally stood firm and looked into Jiang Xiu's eyes, apart from deep fear, there was no trace of simple, indescribable emotions.

A hoarse and complete sound came out of your throat, a cry torn apart by despair and joy: "Here... Untie you... Slowly... Untie you slowly... You... You help him... Help him let his mother go...please him..."

Ling Xiao held the jade pendant tightly, as if it was your only support at the moment. You struggled to stand up straight. Although your steps were staggering, your eyes were hesitant as you walked towards Jiang Xiqiang step by step.

Every word of those words was like a cold-hot blade, cutting through Ling Xiao's psychological defense. You tried hard to raise your head, but you could only barely open your eyes blurred by tears and look at the woman standing behind you, who seemed to be in control of everything.

Jiang Xiu watched with hot eyes, letting Cai Ya struggle in joy. My voice was hot and hesitant: "Ling Xiao, his choice determines his fate. As long as he is willing to untie the chains under your mother, you are willing to immediately untie the joy under him. But he chose to fight you head-on, so you Jiang Xiu will play with him to the end today to see whether he is tougher or your means are more ruthless."

Ling Xiao was even more angry and happy when he heard this. You never thought that you would fall into such a situation, and you never thought that you would be so easily controlled by an older man. But at this moment, you have no choice but to bear that joy.

Your voice is full of pleading and compromise, which is the instinctive desire for life and the helpless surrender to reality.

At this time, Jiang Xiqiang's heart was filled with indescribable shock and emotion. You looked at your eleven-year-old son, whose eyes full of wisdom and determination made you feel both proud and distressed.

With trembling hands, you took out a jade pendant from your bosom. The jade pendant exuded a faint warm luster, which was obviously a common item.

I thought to myself that although the Jiang family's great elder was of low status and had great power, in my eyes, Jiang Xiu, he was just a speck of dust that was about to become a passing cloud.