Chapter 13106 Tell me the person behind the scenes
Immediately afterwards, he waved his right hand gently like clouds and flowing water, with an elegant and decisive movement.
I saw a subtle but sharp sword flash, and there seemed to be a slight tearing sound and a hissing sound in the air.
In the midst of this electric light and flint, Pang Jun's two ears were cut off with perfect precision. The blood instantly dyed his clothes red and dripped on the ground, forming shocking blood flowers.
Pang Jun's face became distorted due to severe pain and shock. He covered his face in disbelief and let out a shrill scream. The air around him seemed to freeze, and everyone was deeply shocked by this scene.
"Now," Ling Xiao's voice was low and powerful, and his eyes were like torches, looking directly at Pang Jun, as if to penetrate his soul, "tell me, why are you looking for trouble with me for no reason? What happened today is no accident.
There must be something hidden in it."
There was an unquestionable majesty in his tone that made people dare not hide anything.
However, Pang Jun did not seem to be intimidated by Ling Xiao's majesty. Instead, he was carried away by anger. He roared, his voice full of unwillingness and madness: "Why are you still standing there? Kill him! I want to let him go."
He knows the consequences of offending me!"
Following his order, the masters who followed responded one after another and pounced on Ling Xiao like hungry wolves. Although their movements were fast and violent, they were like child's play in Ling Xiao's eyes. He smiled contemptuously,
There was both disdain for his opponent and confidence in his own strength in that smile.
He glanced at the rushing masters and assessed in his mind. The strongest ones were only at the peak of Tongtian Realm, and there was not even a strong man who had stepped into Tianhe Realm. To him, such a lineup was just a swarm of ants.
, is not something to be afraid of at all.
He shook his head slightly, as if he felt sorry for their overestimation of their capabilities.
His eyes suddenly turned cold, and the aura around Ling Xiao seemed to freeze instantly, and a heart-stopping chill filled the air.
Immediately afterwards, the deep and terrifying soul power in his body suddenly bloomed like a volcanic eruption, and the light was bright, dispelling all the darkness around him. This soul power contained endless majesty and oppression, which made people involuntarily feel...
Awe.
With the release of the soul power, a mixture of bloodthirsty and god-killing concepts of sword and sword suddenly merged, turning into an extremely sharp edge, rushing towards the masters who were about to pounce on him like the beginning of the world.
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Wherever this sharp edge passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making bursts of sharp whistling sounds.
Facing this sudden and terrifying blow, the movements of the masters froze instantly, and their faces became sluggish due to fear, as if they were frozen in place by an invisible force. Their eyes were full of disbelief and despair, but they were already
Unable to resist.
Ling Xiao's figure shuttled through the crowd like a ghost, and every swing of the sword was precise and ruthless. The blade cut through the air, bringing out harsh sounds of breaking wind. Each slash was accompanied by the enemy's fallen figure and
A shrill scream.
Blood splattered everywhere, staining Ling Xiao's robes and the surrounding ground red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Soon after, the screams all around gradually subsided, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing and the occasional sound of objects collapsing.
Ling Xiao sat back to his original position, with no trace of emotion on his face, as if nothing had happened just now. However, there were already more than a dozen corpses around him, all of which were masters of the Tongtian Realm.
, their eyes still retain the fear and unwillingness before death.
The strong men brought by Pang Jun, including the strongest one at the peak of Tongtian Realm, have now become the dead souls under the Lingxiao Sword. Although this battle was short, it was extremely brutal, and even the originally sturdy room was destroyed.
The powerful soul power impacted and shattered it into pieces, leaving the ground in a mess.
The movement here quickly attracted the attention of countless strong men around him. They all cast suspicious glances, but no one dared to approach easily. After all, the strength displayed by Ling Xiao was too terrifying and made people fear him.
In this battlefield of chaos and silence, Ling Xiao sat alone in the center, like an arrogant God of War, making people dare not look directly at him.
In the room, the atmosphere was so solemn that it almost solidified. Pang Jun's eyes widened and he stared at Ling Xiao. His eyes were filled with disbelief and burning anger, as if Ling Xiao's figure would be engraved on him forever.
In the heart.
"Ling Xiao, you... do you know what you are doing, you..." His voice trembled, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of unwillingness and despair.
However, before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao's movements were faster than his words. His wrist moved slightly, and the sword came out of its hole like a snake, instantly piercing Pang Jun's face.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still, blood spurted out like a fountain, staining Ling Xiao's clothes red, and also stained Pang Jun's horrified face. Pang Jun let out a heart-rending scream, and the sound
It was shrill and desperate, resounding throughout the room like a slaughtering pig.
He instinctively wanted to turn around and run away, but Ling Xiao moved one step faster. Ling Xiao grabbed Pang Jun's collar and pulled him back as easily as lifting a chicken, leaving him unable to escape the fate of death.
Jun's eyes were filled with fear and despair. He struggled desperately, but in vain.
On the side, Pang Xiaojuan witnessed all this. Her face was as pale as paper, her eyes were wide open, and she was completely stunned. She had never seen such a bloody and cruel scene. The fear and shock in her heart were intertwined, making her almost unable to breathe.
She looked at Ling Xiao's cold and decisive eyes, and felt an unprecedented chill in her heart.
But Ling Xiao seemed to have nothing to do with him. He was still sitting there, tall and straight, calm and calm. He gently picked up the cup of cooled tea on the table, took a sip, and raised the corners of his mouth.
He smiled indifferently. "Pour tea!" His voice was calm and powerful, as if nothing just happened.
When Pang Xiaojuan heard this, her body trembled suddenly. She did not dare to hesitate at all, and quickly picked up the teapot and poured another cup of tea for Ling Xiao with trembling hands.
Her movements were mechanical and stiff, and her eyes were full of fear and submission. In her opinion, if she didn't follow the instructions, she might really end up like Pang Jun, and end up miserable.
Ling Xiao's gaze gently passed over Pang Jun who was kneeling at his feet. It was a kind of scrutiny without any warmth, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant.
Pang Jun's face was twisted with resentment, and his facial features were misaligned with anger. His eyes were burning with raging anger, but mixed with deep fear, making his face look extremely ferocious, like a devil crawling out of hell.