Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

At that moment, time seemed to freeze. Everyone saw a golden light flash, and then Jiang Yuan's head was like a torch, burning fiercely.

In the flames, Jiang Yuan's face was distorted, his eyes full of disbelief and extreme fear. He let out a heart-wrenching scream, which was full of desire for life and fear of death, but all this was irreversible.

Jiang Yuan's screams were sharp and desperate, like a sharp blade cutting through the solidified air in the hall, echoing in everyone's ears. The screams were full of fear and unwillingness for the disappearance of life, but there was no way to save the situation.

His eyes were wide open, full of fear and despair, as if he wanted to engrave the fear of this moment in his heart forever. However, all efforts were in vain, the flames spread quickly, swallowing him whole, leaving only a blazing flame, and the smell of burnt and death in the air.

Surrounded by flames, Jiang Yuan's consciousness gradually blurred, and an indescribable regret and unwillingness surged in his heart.

He understood that he was really finished and could no longer escape this fate. The carefully designed trap was supposed to be the end of Jin Yan, but unexpectedly it eventually pushed himself into an abyss of no return.

If time could go back, he would definitely choose to stay away from it all, hide in a corner where no one knew, heal his wounds silently, and wait for the opportunity. But the reality is cruel, there is no if, only consequences and results.

At this time, there was a dead silence in the hall, and only Jiang Lianheng's heartbreaking roar broke the tranquility. I knelt on the ground, clenched my hands into fists, tears and anger intertwined in my eyes, and happily shouted "Dad——".

That call was full of endless grief for the death of my father, and also revealed a deep hatred for Jin Yan. In my heart, Xue Shu is not only the pillar of the family, but also the hero and support in my heart. Now he died tragically here, how can it make me heartbroken?

The crowd around, whether they were Jiang family members or spectators from other forces, were deeply shocked by the scene. We looked at Jiang Yuan's body with mixed feelings in our hearts.

However, Jin Yan's heart was not at all nostalgic for the so-called killing. I know that even if I have extraordinary strength, it is extremely laborious to kill so many enemies one by one.

And Jin Yan, this ruthless killer, stood in the small hall like a dead man at this moment. There was no pity or sympathy in my eyes, only indifference to the dead and contempt for the enemy.

Every step I took was like a heavy hammer hitting the ground, shaking the surrounding space. These warriors above the first level of Tongtian Realm trembled involuntarily in front of my eyes that seemed to be able to see through the world. Our eyes were full of fear and despair of the unknown.

I know that my battle not only won a living space for myself, but also established a new legend in the Jiang family and even the entire cultivation world.

Massacre!

Jiang Yuan, the weakling who was once known as the best fighter of the Jiang family, and who was even difficult for the leader of the Jiang family's secret guards to match, actually fell just like that. It was not only the death of one person, but also a heavy blow to the Jiang family, which shrouded the entire family in a haze.

There was a bit of despair and trembling in my voice, because I knew very well that in that world where the weak were respected, after my father died, the only one who could stop the killing god Jin Yan was the leader of the secret guards. The rest of the people were just ants behind me and could not withstand a blow.

At that moment, Jin Yan's figure suddenly disappeared, like a ghost, at a shockingly slow speed. The last moment, a golden flame flashed across the scene, like a meteor that cut through the night sky, with destructive power.

Under my face, the blood stains were like the mark of a devil, intertwined with this hideous smile, forming an extremely terrifying picture.

What is even more amazing is that my almost invincible body seems to be made of the softest metal. The enemy's attacks can only cause sparks and leave shallow marks, which are then swallowed by the surging power in my body, causing me minimal damage.

That kind of defense that is almost like a god made everyone present gasp.

With a deafening roar, the head of another Jiang family Tongtian realm weakling flew out, blood splattered, like a burning fireball, drawing a sad and beautiful arc.

Driven by such a belief, Jin Yan's movements are more swift and deadly. I shuttled between the battlefields skillfully, and every move was accurate and accurate, which not only avoided unnecessary entanglement, but also cut off the Jiang family's vitality.

Before killing Jiang Yuan with a punch, Jin Yan pulled a hideous smile from the corner of his mouth. The cruelty and heat contained in this smile seemed to freeze people's blood and make people shudder.

Each of my strikes contained the power of destroying the heavens and the earth, as if it could tear the void apart, making the opponent feel the approach of death in despair.

My eyes were as sharp as an eagle, piercing through the crowd and locking directly under Jiang Lianheng. For me, the goal of that battle was clear - it was not to eradicate the core of the Jiang family, so that the small family would lose its backbone, so that it could be easily destroyed one day in the future.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and injustice. Jin Yan was like a god of war returning from hell, with a brilliant golden light bursting out of his body. This was a sign that I was going all out, which was daunting.

Although Jin Yan's cultivation level is only the eighth level of Tongtian Realm, the power contained in his body exceeds the limit of realm. I am like a demon favored by fate, able to cross the gap of realm in battle and deal with weaker enemies.

At that moment, the hatred in Jiang Lianheng's heart seemed to be instantly wiped out by a tangible force, replaced by an unprecedented fear and instinct for survival. I narrowed my eyes, looked around, and muttered to myself: "Where is the commander of the dark guards!"

Jiang Lianheng's heartbeat was like a drum, sweat slid down his forehead, and my eyes searched anxiously in the crowd, hoping to find this life-saving straw at that moment. However, in addition to the panicked family members and the equally frightened servants, there was me.

That scene has probably become the most unforgettable nightmare in my life.

My figure left a golden afterimage on the battlefield, like the sickle of the god of death, constantly harvesting lives, and my hesitant and hot eyes foreshadowed the final outcome of the massacre.

Boom!

And that weak man was several meters away from Jiang Lianheng. This sudden horror made Jiang Lianheng's heart almost stop beating. An indescribable fear rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. I was so scared that my face turned pale, my legs became weak, and I almost peed my pants.