"So much bullshit!" Ling Xiao's voice was cold and decisive, without any emotion. As his words fell, the God-killing Sword seemed to respond to his will and suddenly pierced into the old man's soul.
The old man felt a sharp pain coming over him, and his soul seemed to be torn apart. He opened his mouth wide, but could no longer make any sound. He could only watch his life force drain away rapidly.
At the same time, Ling Xiao held the bloodthirsty knife tightly in his right hand and swung it down without any hesitation.
The sword flashed, like lightning piercing the night sky, and instantly struck the old man's neck. The sharp blade easily penetrated the old man's skin, muscles, and bones, and blood spurted out, dyeing the surrounding air red.
All this happened so fast that the old man didn't even have time to react.
His eyes were full of unwillingness and despair, but more importantly, they were helpless at the loss of life. In this way, a former strong man in the Tianhe realm finally died in Ling Xiao's hands because he underestimated the enemy and talked too much.
In fact, in terms of true strength, the old man is indeed stronger than Ling Xiao. But fighting is not only a competition of strength, but also a contest of wisdom, will and mentality.
The old man had despised Ling Xiao from the beginning, underestimated his potential and determination, and talked nonsense, which ultimately led to his own capsize.
Ling Xiao, on the other hand, proved his strength with his calmness, decisiveness and strength, and also showed the peeping people around him what a real strong person is.
"I'll destroy this bullshit place!" Ling Xiao's roar echoed in the empty valley, and every word contained endless anger and determination.
In his eyes, murderous intent surged like a tide, without any hesitation or pity. Just because of the name that made his heart ache - Xiao Lianzhu, he closed his eyes forever here. This grief turned into
The most powerful weapon in his hand.
The bloodthirsty knife and the God-killing Sword seemed to have come to life in his hands. They danced and intertwined wildly, and each swing was accompanied by a scream that tore the air and a roar that shook the ground.
"Boom, boom, boom..." The terrifying sound is endless, as if it is the most violent music in the world. However, Huangquan Bulao Mountain, this once majestic and inviolable holy land, is now like a candle in the wind, crumbling, everywhere.
There were echoes of whining and collapsing sounds.
Ling Xiao's figure is like a ghost, shuttling between the ruins, his steps are firm and decisive, and every step destroys the peace and tranquility of the past.
A moment later, he had penetrated deep into the core of the small world and arrived at the secret place where the Huangquan Bulao Mountain Sect was located.
There, a huge and ancient building was hidden among the mountains, looking both solemn and mysterious. However, at this moment, in Ling Xiao's eyes, it was just a ruin that was about to turn into ashes.
His eyes were as scarlet as blood, which was the ultimate expression of anger and grief. Without any hesitation, he raised his hand and struck out with a knife. Wherever the blade passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, releasing destructive power.
This knife is not only a declaration of war against Huangquan Bulao Mountain, but also a kind of catharsis and memorial to Xiao Lianzhu's lost life.
"Zarp, you're too presumptuous!" At this moment, an earth-shaking roar came from the depths of the mountains, carrying endless anger and majesty.
Immediately afterwards, a huge skeletal hand suddenly poked out from the ground. It was wrapped with a green light, as if it contained the power of the netherworld, and struck Ling Xiao fiercely.
This blow was enough to make any strong man of the same realm tremble with fear, but Ling Xiao just sneered, his eyes even more intense with fighting intent. He knew that the real battle had just begun.
boom!
This loud noise, like thunder in the sky, shook the entire valley and made the air around it tremble.
The hand of bones and Ling Xiao's unparalleled sharp sword collided fiercely in the air, and the energy fluctuations bursting out between the two seemed to tear the space apart.
What is surprising is that at the moment of the confrontation, these two powerful forces were completely annihilated at the same time, leaving only circles of ripples visible to the naked eye spreading slowly in the air.
"roar……"
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying and shrill roar came from deep in the mountains. The voice was full of unwillingness and anger, which made people feel uneasy.
As the roar approached, a huge figure slowly stepped into everyone's sight - it was a white-bone giant dozens of meters tall. Its skeleton was emitting a faint phosphorescence, making it look particularly eerie and terrifying.
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However, what is striking is that one of the giant's arms has become mutilated, which is obviously the result of the confrontation with Ling Xiao just now.
On the shoulders of the white-bone giant, stood a man in black robes. He stood tall and tall, and his black robes swayed gently in the breeze, but his face was extremely ferocious, and his eyes shone with unforgettable hatred for Ling Xiao.
His gaze was like a sharp blade, piercing Lingxiao, as if he wanted to completely penetrate the other person's mind.
"If you dare to hurt my baby, you are seeking death!"
The words of the man in black robes were full of murderous intent, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with unquestionable determination.
Obviously, this bone giant is a puppet he carefully cultivated. It is not only powerful, but also carries his desire and pursuit of power.
Now, this puppet actually had one of its arms chopped off by Ling Xiao. Although it can be reborn, the time and resources required are by no means a small amount. This is undoubtedly an unacceptable loss for the man in black robe.
At this moment, the man in black robe was filled with anger and unwillingness. He knew that the grudge between himself and Ling Xiao could not be resolved, and he could only avenge his past shame by fighting with his life.
Ling Xiao, on the other hand, stood quietly on the spot with cold eyes, as if he was not afraid of the upcoming battle. The confrontation between the two filled the entire valley with a tense and depressing atmosphere, as if even the air was solidified.
Average.
However, Ling Xiao did not respond at all to the black-robed man's provocations and threats. His eyes revealed an unquestionable determination and indifference.
In his opinion, the realm of this black-robed man, even at the third level of the Tianhe Realm, was only similar to that of the previous opponent who easily fell to his sword, and was not something to be feared at all.
Ling Xiao knew that his current strength was no longer what it used to be, and he was enough to compete head-on with such powerful men, so he naturally had no fear in his heart.
As Ling Xiao's mind moved, Da Luotian Demon Shadow's unpredictable movement and martial arts was instantly displayed.
I saw his figure flashing like a ghost, and there seemed to be countless afterimages intertwined in the air. In fact, he transformed into hundreds of clones at an astonishing speed. These clones had different shapes, but they all exuded the same spirit as Ling Xiao's original body.
With the same powerful aura, they were like dark clouds pressing down on the sky, and they all attacked the man in black robe, covering the sky with darkness.