Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about your subordinates. Watching them fall in front of you one by one, but you don't even dare to fart. How can you be worthy of the Jiang family? The title of No. 1 Master? I feel sorry for your subordinates!"

Ling Xiao's words were like sharp blades, cutting into Jiang Zhan's heart one by one.

"Pfft!" A heavy gasp was accompanied by the splatter of blood. Jiang Zhan's face instantly lost all color. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, but the gush of blood was like the vent of his inner anger, unable to contain.

The injuries that had been gradually stabilized seemed to be torn apart by endless anger at this moment, and the injuries were getting worse, which made people lament the impermanence and cruelty of fate.

"Death!" This roar was not only a declaration of war against Ling Xiao, but also an explosion of the anger and unwillingness that had been accumulated in the heart of the old man, the Iron God General for a long time.

His body was like lightning, and with an unyielding will, he rushed towards the enemy who was trampling on the dignity of the Jiang family with words. There was no fear in his eyes, only determination and determination, as if he wanted to use his own flesh and blood to save some face for the Jiang family.

When Ling Xiao saw this, a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. It was a mockery of the prey's death struggle, and it was also an absolute confidence in his own strength.

The bloodthirsty knife in his hand seemed to sense the master's will, and suddenly emitted a richer bloody aura. He slashed into the wind, and a blood-red sword light cut through the air, with the power of tearing everything apart, approaching the Iron God General. Come.

However, when this heart-stopping sword light collided with the Iron God General's body, which was like a copper wall and an iron wall, there was only a dull "clang" sound, like gold and stone clashing, sparks flying everywhere. Not even a single scratch was left on the Iron God General's body, and his defense was beyond everyone's imagination.

"Oh, what a powerful defense." Ling Xiao's admiration contained a hint of surprise. The bloodthirsty knife in his hand was a rare treasure. It was equivalent to an Earth-level being. Its sharpness was enough to easily cut off ordinary powerful enemies. His physical body seemed so powerless in front of this Iron God General.

This could not help but give Ling Xiao a new understanding of the Iron God General's strength, and also made him full of expectations and excitement for the next battle.

Seeing this scene, the originally silent air in the hall seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and a complex look appeared on everyone's faces - one that was intertwined with hope and fear, expectation and uneasiness. Subtle emotions.

Their hearts beat faster and their eyes were locked between Iron God General and Ling Xiao. They prayed secretly in their hearts that maybe this battle-hardened Iron God General could really end Ling Xiao's arrogance with his indestructible defense. hero.

"Perhaps, the Iron God General can really create miracles and defeat Ling Xiao; perhaps, Ling Xiao's name is just a bluff, and he is not as scary as the legend says." Such thoughts quietly grew in the hearts of everyone, as if they were a flicker of darkness. The glimmer of light gave them a faint solace.

However, reality is always crueler than fantasy. Just when the fire of hope that had just been ignited in everyone's hearts was about to illuminate the entire hall, it was ruthlessly doused by a basin of cold water.

The Iron God General's body suddenly lost its support, as if all his life force had been drained away, and he fell to the ground without any movement. His eyes were wide open, full of unwillingness and shock, but he could no longer say any words.

What is even more shocking is that there is not a single scratch on the Iron God General's body. His body surface is intact, as if he has simply fallen asleep. However, the gradually dissipating breath of life ruthlessly revealed a cruel fact - his soul had left forever on this battlefield.

Ling Xiao stood aside with a faint mocking smile on his face. He shook his head slightly, as if he was not surprised by the fall of the Iron God General. "No matter how strong the defense is, if the soul is undefended, it is nothing more than a tree without roots and water without a source." There was a hint of cold philosophy in his words, as if he was warning the world of a cruel truth.

He knelt down, lightly traced his fingers across the Iron God General's chest, closed his eyes, and seemed to be sensing something. After a moment, he stood up slowly, a look of disappointment flashed across his face. It seems that among the four great generals of the Jiang family, currently only the Ice God General has the Heart of Water in the Southern Territory hidden in his body. Neither the Fire God General nor the Iron God General have it in their bodies. There is another general who is not dead. Not sure.

Ling Xiao's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of everyone in the Jiang family. Their originally fragile psychological defenses collapsed completely at this moment, and despair surged in like a tide, drowning them.

Ling Xiao, on the other hand, was like a cold judge, standing there quietly, waiting for the next target to appear. As for the opportunity to increase the strength of the dragon soul, I'm afraid we still have to wait for a while.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao's fingertips flicked, and an imperceptible wave of spiritual power passed by. The storage ring on Iron God's finger slipped quietly and fell steadily into his palm.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a look of greed disappeared in an instant, and then he lightly clenched his palms, and a strange suction force surged out of his body, as if an invisible giant beast opened its huge mouth, sucking away the remaining energy and blood essence in the body of the Iron God. Devour them all.

Ling Xiao did this process smoothly without any sloppiness, as if such behavior was a common occurrence for him.

After finishing the devouring, Ling Xiao slowly turned around and glanced at everyone in the hall again. There was both a disregard for life and expectation for what was about to happen in his eyes.

In the hall, the air seemed to freeze, and everyone's faces became more distorted due to fear and anger. In their eyes, there was indignation at Ling Xiao's brutal behavior, but also helplessness and despair about their own fate.

"Evil method! You are indeed a member of the devil's path!" Jiang Zhan's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of deep-seated hatred and anger. His fists were clenched tightly, veins bulging out, as if he would burst out with amazing power at any moment.

Hearing this, a playful smile appeared on Ling Xiao's lips. He shook his head slightly, with a hint of joking in his tone: "That's right, I have never denied that I am a demon cultivator. In this world of the jungle, the strong eat the strong. So what about the devil's path? As long as it can make me stronger and become a being that everyone looks up to, that's the right path."

A flash of determination flashed in Jiang Zhan's eyes. He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger and fear in his heart, and said firmly: "Everyone who is a demon cultivator will be punished! I will report your actions to the Holy Church and the Demon Suppression Mansion. , you are now not only the enemy of my Jiang family, but also the public enemy of the entire cultivation world!"

Ling Xiao chuckled, as if he didn't take Jiang Zhan's threat to heart. He looked around and asked lightly: "Is there anyone else willing to stand up and stop me? If not, then I will continue my work. '