"Yes, Palace Master, don't worry! I will definitely handle it with care. After all, this kid is not that easy to deal with." The old man agreed with his hand, then turned around, and an indescribable momentum surged out of his body, instantly filling the whole place.
space.
The power of this aura was far beyond what anyone could match before. Even Emperor Pan, one of the three great geniuses in the Imperial Palace, was eclipsed by this aura.
Every step the old man took seemed to be stepping on the void, and he was surrounded by faint spiritual energy fluctuations, demonstrating his profound foundation at the peak of the Heaven-reaching Realm.
Arriving in front of Ling Xiao, the old man narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to take a thorough look at the young opponent in front of him. He knew very well that even if he had reached the peak of Tongtian Realm, facing this young man holding the Demon King's Black Sky Sword, he still would not be able to defeat him.
Extreme caution is required.
However, as a truly strong man, he was never afraid of challenges, and he was not willing to let the majesty of the imperial palace be damaged by his own retreat.
"Boy, I'm here to learn about your methods." The old man's words contained a bit of majesty that should not be underestimated. His voice echoed in the empty imperial palace, as if even the air was trembling. His eyes were fixed on
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with anticipation and caution for unknown challenges.
When Ling Xiao heard this, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a cold light flashed through his eyes, a light that was a mixture of disdain, indifference and murderous intent.
He knew that this battle could not be avoided, let alone retreat. So, he took a deep breath, clenched the hilt of the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword with both hands, and the spiritual power in his body surged crazily, as if he wanted to devote all his strength to it.
above this sword.
"Old Baimao, I think you want to die!" Ling Xiao's voice was deep and powerful, cold and chilling.
Suddenly, Ling Xiao circulated his whole body's internal energy, and the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword seemed to come alive in his hands. Black energy lingered on the sword, and an ancient and evil aura filled the air. He swung the sword suddenly, and the black sword
The light was like lightning piercing the night sky, carrying a destructive momentum and heading towards the old man.
However, at this critical moment, a terrible backlash force suddenly poured into Ling Xiao's body. This force was beyond his imagination, as if there were thousands of sharp knives raging in his body, causing pain.
It almost made him suffocate.
But there was no expression on his face, as if nothing had happened.
He gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, still holding the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, letting the black sword light draw a brilliant arc in the air.
This sword was a blow that he could not control, and it was also a blow that he tried his best to kill. He had no intention of killing the old man opposite him, but the power of the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword was too terrifying. Once used, it would be like a wild horse running wild.
, difficult to contain.
Wherever the black sword light passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, making bursts of harsh piercing sounds. The moment the sword light came into contact with the old man, the shock and unwillingness on the old man's face solidified instantly. He had absolutely no idea
Thinking that this seemingly young opponent actually possesses such terrifying strength.
However, at that moment, time seemed to have frozen, and the air was filled with thick despair and disbelief. The black sword light was like the deepest ink in the night sky, and like the hand of death jumping out of the abyss, carrying endless chill and disbelief.
The breath of death pierced the sky with lightning speed, splitting the old man in two with perfect accuracy.
Wherever the sword light passed, the space seemed to tremble, leaving behind twisted cracks. In this cruel moment, the old man's figure gradually became blurred from entity, and finally, together with his vicissitudes of soul,
Together they were completely swallowed up by the greedy black light, leaving no trace, and completely disappeared from this colorful and cruel world.
There was deathly silence all around, with only the faint echo left after the sword light dissipated, echoing in everyone's heart for a long time. The eyes of everyone present were filled with complex emotions of disbelief and fear. Their eyes widened, as if they wanted to
This scene will always be engraved in my memory.
Ling Xiao, the young man holding the magic sword, was standing there with a smile on his face at the moment, with a playful and uninhibited smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. The smile was so mean that it looked particularly dazzling on his handsome face, like the face of hell.
The tempting Bana flowers beside the door.
"Oops, I'm so sorry. I wanted to leave some room for that sword strike just now, but this sword seems to have its own will and is not completely under my control." Ling Xiao's words were relaxed and casual, but every word
It was like a heavy hammer, beating the hearts of everyone present.
Although there was some apology in his tone, the cunning and unruly look in his eyes made people feel an indescribable provocation and contempt, as if he was not apologizing, but showing off his unparalleled swordsmanship.
.
This attitude undoubtedly angered many people present. Their fists were clenched, veins popped out, and their eyes were burning with angry flames. They wanted to rush forward and cut Ling Xiao into pieces. However, their reason and fear were as cold as ice.
The chains tightly bound their actions.
They saw the power of the sword just now and remembered it in their hearts. They knew that except for the two or three hidden masters who might be able to resist it, if they and others took action rashly, they would only make the same mistake as the old man did.
, becoming another ray of dead soul under the black sword light.
Therefore, despite the anger burning in their hearts, they could only stand there and stare at Ling Xiao with angry eyes. There was unwillingness, helplessness, and deep awe of the unknown power in their eyes. As for Ling Xiao,
As if he was completely unaware of all this, he still maintained that cynical smile, as if everything just now was just an insignificant game.
"But, then again, you should be able to understand my difficulties. After all, I have no intention of taking his life. In fact, once the sword shines out, it is like a wild horse that is out of control, difficult to control. Its power is so strong that even
I am also shocked. If you remain stubborn and continue to attack me, I am afraid that I will really panic and let this out-of-control force spread to the entire imperial palace. What a misfortune and regret it will be."
There was a hint of cunning and ridicule in Ling Xiao's tone, but there was no sincerity. He sighed softly and glanced at everyone present, trying to let his words penetrate the anger and fear in their hearts.
He continued: "I sincerely think about you. I don't want to see innocent lives lost because of me, and I don't want to let this thousand-year foundation be destroyed in one day. Therefore, please think twice before taking my actions today."
Treat it as an accident rather than an intentional provocation."
Ling Xiao's words revealed a sincerity that could not be ignored, but there was a hint of subtle cunning hidden deep in his eyes, as if he was waiting for something.