Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Xiao glanced around coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice: "The Ji family is still full of trash, aren't you here to kill me? With such strength, you want to take my life?"

At this moment, a strong breath rose from the Ji family warriors. Ji Dachong, ranked third among the top ten masters, slowly walked out of the crowd, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes like torches, and locked tightly on Ling Xiao.

Although he was afraid of Ling Xiao's strength, as a master of the Ji family, how could he sit back and watch Ling Xiao slaughter his clansmen wantonly? Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, clenched his right hand into a fist, and his muscles bulged, as if containing the power to destroy the world.

"Hmph, Ling Xiao, your arrogance ends here!" Ji Dachong roared, suddenly stepped forward, and punched out. This punch gathered all his strength and will. At this moment, the air seemed to be ignited, making a roaring sound, and the space was distorted wherever the fist wind passed.

However, just when this fatal punch was about to land on Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao's figure stopped a few feet in front of Ji Da Chong, as if it were an illusion. There seemed to be some invisible force fighting between the two, causing the surrounding space to distort, and the light and shadows to interweave, making it dizzying.

Seeing this, Ji Da Chong's eyes condensed, and his right hand suddenly spun forward, and the fist wind instantly changed direction, turning into a spiral of energy, hitting Ling Xiao directly. The speed of this change and the strength of the force were enough to catch any opponent off guard.

Boom!

The loud noise was like thunder in the sky, shaking the entire space, and the lingering sound lingered for a long time. Ling Xiao's figure was hit by the force, and he instantly rushed hundreds of meters, like a stone that was bounced off, drawing a long arc, and finally landed steadily on the ground, his feet deeply embedded in the soil, splashing circles of dust.

I stood firm, my chest heaving slightly, and it was obvious that the blow just now had a great impact on me. At the corner of his mouth, a streak of bright red blood quietly slid down, intertwined with the dust, and looked particularly dazzling.

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with a solemnity, and he secretly exclaimed in his heart: "That Luo Mo Ju is really terribly weak. Although we are both at the peak of Tongtian Realm, my actual combat power is far beyond your expectations. Even the seventh-ranked Ji Yuan is probably several times inferior to him."

At that moment, Luo Mo Ju's heart was full of shock and regret. I didn't expect that Ling Xiao could actually use the power of Tianji Da Chong to compete with his low-handed Tongtian Realm.

Luo Mo Ju's eyes fell on his left hand involuntarily. This once indestructible fist was now covered with cracks, especially in the center, a deep knife mark like a poisonous snake's tongue, hideous and shocking.

However, just as Luo Mo Ju's voice fell, something unexpected happened. I saw Ling Xiao's figure flash, as if he merged into the void, and then a blood-red knife light cut through the sky and attacked Luo Mo Ju with lightning speed.

Luo Mo Ju's eyes were fixed on Ling Xiao. The appearance of the Tianji insect made my expression become solemn in an instant. I could naturally feel the terrifying power contained in the treasure. This was an existence that even I was afraid of.

That roar resounded through the sky, and it seemed to be the outbreak of Ling Xiao's will from deep in his heart. In an instant, an unprecedented breath of return suddenly broke out from my body, like a sleeping dragon awakening, stirring the air around it to boil.

The two forces collided violently in the air, erupting with a deafening roar. Although the blood-red knife light was intact on Chang Bojian's full-strength attack, the residual power contained in it still made Chang Bojian's figure stable and advance again and again. I walked a hundred feet before I managed to stabilize my body. My face was pale, and it was obvious that I had been greatly shocked.

"It is true that he is indeed a demon. It is rare for him to reach such a level at such an age. But unfortunately, his strength is far from enough." My voice was high and weak, and every word was like a heavy hammer hitting Ling Xiao's heart.

Luo Moju stood in place, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, and he looked at Ling Xiao eagerly. My face was stern, without any fluctuations, as if the earth-shattering blow just now was just a casual thing for me.

"His treasure..." There was a bit of surprise and simplicity in my words. Obviously, Chang Bo's ability to possess such a weak equipment was far beyond my expectation.

Then, a residual image flashed across the field, and the speed was extremely slow, almost beyond the ability of the naked eye to capture.

"We must do our best!" Ling Xiao felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. I knew that facing such a weak opponent, if I didn't relax for a moment, I would be doomed. I took a deep breath, adjusted my state, and prepared to face the next more fierce attack. My eyes flickered with hesitation and determination, as if no matter whether there was a sea of ​​fire or a deep abyss behind me, I would go forward without hesitation and be afraid.

The knife light contained an endless killing intention, as if it could cut off all obstacles in the world. Its speed was so slow that even a low-level player like Luo Moju felt a little pressure.

The breath contained an ancient and mysterious power, as if it could tear the void and reshape the laws of heaven and earth. As it spread, the space around Ling Xiao seemed to be heavily moved by a tangible little hand, and circles of delicate ripples appeared, like the ripples under the surface of the Hou Lake, which was so beautiful that it made people palpitate, but it also contained the power to destroy the world.

The scar not only cut my skin, but also seemed to cut the pride and confidence in my heart. Blood oozed out quickly and dripped along the fingers. Every drop was like a sweet tear in my heart.

Boom!

Chang Bo's pupils shrank suddenly. Even though I had a strong Yuanshen and a terrible Tai Chi Eye, I was unable to catch the opponent's speed trajectory. At this moment, I seemed to be in a chaos, and everything around me became blurred and illusory.

As Luo Moju's words fell, I took another step back. That step seemed complicated, but it seemed to step on the veins of space, instantly causing a violent tremor in the surrounding space. A tangible pressure spread out, making everyone present feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"Tian Chang Bo Jian!" Ling Xiao chanted loudly, and the eight words seemed to carry some kind of magic, instantly igniting the relaxation and expectation in the air. I knew that facing Luo Moju's unfathomable weaklings, any reservation would be a blasphemy against life.

Therefore, I resolutely untied the shackles and let the power of Tianji Great Insect be fully released. The clothes under Ling Xiao gradually glowed with strange light. This was the unique texture and spell of Tian Chang Bo Jian responding to the call of the master. They intertwined and entangled, and finally turned into a bright light, wrapping Ling Xiao in it.

Boom!