Although the power of this violent wind blade formation is not great, it is only equivalent to a blow at the peak of Hunyuan Realm, but in Ling Xiao's view, this is enough.
He clearly knew that although the group of people opposite was large in number, there were only three people who could really match him - those three were strong men who had reached the Martial Soul Realm. The rest were just Hunyuan Realm warriors.
That's all, the strength is far from comparable to him.
Ling Xiao calculated in his mind that once the violent wind blade formation was released, those Hunyuan realm warriors would be wiped out instantly.
Among the remaining three martial spirit realm experts, Jiang Zhunian has been seriously injured and his strength has been greatly reduced. Although the other two can barely block the attack of the violent wind and chaos blade array, their concentration and vigilance will be greatly reduced as a result.
With the decision made in his heart, the sacred ancient artifact in Ling Xiao's hand immediately released its powerful power.
The next moment, an ancient and mysterious aura filled the air, and a huge array of holy patterns slowly emerged on the ground, emitting a dazzling light, like the scorching sun in the sky, making it impossible to look directly at it.
The moment the violent wind blade formation was released, the entire battlefield seemed to be plunged into chaos and chaos.
The sky was shrouded in an extremely dazzling light, which was like the blazing sun coming suddenly, stinging people's eyes.
In the center of this light, a huge array of sacred patterns slowly emerged. Its patterns were complex and mysterious, as if it contained some ancient and powerful power.
As the holy pattern array was fully deployed, a strong energy wave was emitted from the array. This wave quickly spread to the entire battlefield, making the surrounding air tremble.
Immediately afterwards, a violent wind suddenly rose, and the wind was so violent that it seemed to be able to tear the heaven and the earth apart.
The strong wind roared, raging on the battlefield, rolling up waves of sand, dust and gravel. The sand, dust and gravel rotated rapidly in the strong wind, forming huge cyclones. These cyclones were like giant dragons tumbling in the air,
Let out a deafening roar.
What's even more astonishing is that the violent wind is not just an ordinary storm. In this violent wind, sharp blades appear out of thin air. They are as sharp as substance and shimmer with cold light.
These sharp blades dance wildly in the strong wind, like giant scissors, cutting everything around them mercilessly.
"ah--"
"What the hell is this!"
"Run quickly, I don't want to die!"
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Screams came one after another, echoing in the empty battlefield. The secret guards of the Jiang family brought by Jiang Zhunian appeared so fragile in front of this violent wind and chaotic blade array, as if the autumn wind swept away fallen leaves, and a dozen of them were killed in an instant.
Their bodies were cut to pieces by the sharp blades of the wind, and blood splattered everywhere. The scene was shocking.
Jiang Zhunian looked at all this in horror. His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of despair. The secret guards he brought with him were his most trusted forces, but now they were so vulnerable to this violent wind and blade formation.
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His heart was filled with anger and unwillingness, but he knew better that at this moment he had no way out.
Only he and the two deputy commanders of the secret guards were still struggling to support themselves. Although they were both strong men in the martial soul realm, they seemed powerless in front of the violent wind and blade formation.
Although their defensive treasures could temporarily withstand the attack of the sharp wind blade, cracks had begun to appear under the endless cutting.
At this moment, Ling Xiao didn't give them any chance to breathe. His eyes were cold, and he swung the weapon in his hand, releasing the bloodthirsty sword intent and the god-killing sword intent at the same time.
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These two powerful forces instantly condensed into an invisible sword energy, roaring towards the two deputy commanders of the secret guards.
"puff!"
"puff!"
Two muffled sounds sounded almost at the same time. The defensive treasures of the two secret guard deputy commanders seemed so fragile in front of this sword energy. They only resisted for a moment before their souls were pierced by the sword energy.
On the battlefield at this moment, the two deputy commanders of the secret guards of the Jiang family, although they suffered heavy losses from the Lingxiao Soul Technique, their vitality was still tenacious. After all, as elites secretly cultivated by the Jiang family, their cultivation levels were not low.
, is by no means someone who can be put to death easily.
However, the problem is that even though they are still breathing, after being injured, their bodies have completely lost their ability to withstand the violent wind and chaos blade array.
Those sharp blades poured down like a torrential rain, mercilessly cutting their bodies and "decapitating them" alive. Each sharp blade was like a messenger from hell, carrying the breath of death, which made people frightened.
The four masters stood not far away and witnessed this scene. They looked at the debris and stumps on the ground and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
These secret guards of the Jiang family are usually majestic and arrogant beings, but now they have ended up like this, which is really disappointing.
Jiang Zhunian watched this scene, feeling extremely anxious. He knew that his situation at this moment was already very dangerous. If he was killed by Ling Xiao, the Jiang family would never let Tianxiahui go.
So, he hurriedly shouted: "What are you still doing? Stop him! If I die here, the Jiang family will not let you go!"
His voice was full of fear and despair, but the Four Chiefs did not take immediate action as he wished. Although the Second Chief wanted to take action, the Great Master stopped him.
The Grand Master looked deeply at Jiang Zhunian, and then said calmly: "Even if you save him, what can you do? After he goes back, he still won't think of our benefits, and the Jiang family will still come to us.
trouble."
"But... this is obviously the fault of that kid Ling Xiao, why should we, the whole world, bear the responsibility for him? This is simply ridiculous and unreasonable!"
The second commander's voice was full of anger and confusion. He clenched his fists as if he wanted to vent this anger.
At this moment, Ling Xiao's voice sounded calmly and firmly: "Second Master, please rest assured. I will bear the consequences of this matter." His words revealed an unquestionable determination.
Everyone's eyes turned to Ling Xiao, and they saw his face was calm, as if everything was under his control. Over there, Jiang Zhunian's body was lying quietly in a pool of blood, and his wide eyes seemed to be still telling.
With his unwillingness and regret.
Jiang Zhunian, the once majestic martial soul master, died in this small place in the southern region. This was simply something he could not imagine during his lifetime. He claimed to be a strong man, but he never expected that he would end up like this.
end.
His death was very similar to that of Shangguan Yu. Both of them died because of their arrogance, and both died unwillingly.
"You bear it? How can you bear it?" the Second Master shouted angrily. He couldn't understand where Ling Xiao's confidence came from. In his opinion, Ling Xiao was just a young man, how could he bear the world's consequences?