"When the sword comes out, it's like a river bursting its banks!" The masked young man roared, and the long sword in his hand instantly burst out with astonishing power. Wherever the sword tip pointed, the space seemed to be torn open, and cracks spread in the air.
At the same time, a powerful sword intent instantly enveloped Ling Xiao, as if to completely suppress him.
Facing this sudden and terrifying sword, Ling Xiao's eyes did not show any fear or flinch, but instead ignited a raging fighting spirit.
He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to absorb all the power between heaven and earth into his body, and then he chose to regret it!
At this time, he was holding the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, and the dark demonic energy was flowing on the sword, like a black dragon dancing, emitting heart-stopping fluctuations.
Not only that, he also put on the Tianluo Magic Equipment, which was a battle armor made of countless magic patterns. Each magic pattern contained infinite power, providing him with powerful defense and amplification.
At this moment, Ling Xiao seemed to have transformed into the God of War in the demon world. His momentum was as strong as that of the masked young man, and even had the potential to surpass him.
"Boom!" The collision between swords made a deafening sound. The sound seemed to be able to tear people's eardrums and make the surrounding space tremble slightly.
Even the two Rakshasa demons not far away were affected by this powerful force. They staggered and were blown away, their faces full of fear and horror.
A blast of sound resounded throughout the field like thunder, and immediately afterwards, Ling Xiao and the masked young man retreated simultaneously, their figures drawing afterimages in the air at a speed that was staggering.
In the process of retreating, the two of them actually released two sword energy at the same time. The sword energy condensed all their strength and will, like two bright meteors, piercing the sky and heading straight towards each other.
"Boom!" The two sword energies collided in the air, erupting with dazzling light and terrifying power, as if they were going to tear the world apart.
However, in the end, the sword energy of the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword was superior. Like a black dragon, it shattered the masked young man's sword energy, and then penetrated the masked youth's throat like a broken bamboo.
"Win!" In the distance, Bai Sha stood up excitedly, his voice filled with unconcealable excitement and joy.
This battle was really full of ups and downs, making people nervous and excited. But no matter what, the final result was good, Ling Xiao won, which made him feel extremely gratified and proud.
However, just as Bai Sha was immersed in the joy of victory, Hua Shan frowned slightly. She carefully recalled the battle just now. Although it seemed that Ling Xiao had the upper hand, she always felt that there was nothing wrong with it.
So simple. That inexplicable sense of crisis prevented her from completely relaxing.
"It's not over yet!" Hua Guduo also noticed something was wrong. She frowned tightly and stared at the battlefield in the distance. Her intuition told her that this battle was far from over.
Sure enough, when the smoke gradually cleared and everyone turned their attention to the battlefield again, they were surprised to discover an incredible fact.
There was no trace of any scar on the masked young man's neck, as if it was not him who had his throat pierced, or perhaps this incident never happened.
He still had that weird smile on his face, as if everything was under his control.
Seeing this scene, the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth evoked a meaningful smile.
Although he was not able to kill the other party directly, he was keenly aware of the abnormal situation on the other party. It was an existence that transcended conventional means, a strange and elusive power.
"It's just that it needs to be verified." Ling Xiao thought to himself, his eyes becoming more determined and profound.
He knew that in order to uncover this mystery, further exploration and verification were necessary. And this battle was far from over.
If it was indeed as he expected, Ling Xiao thought to himself, then he would have a way to defeat this person completely, or even kill him on the spot.
This confidence is not groundless, but comes from his accurate judgment of his own strength and keen insight into his opponent's weaknesses.
Although the masked young man seemed to be unscathed, the faces of the two Rakshasa demons were extremely ugly, and their eyes revealed deep worry and uneasiness.
As partners who fought side by side with the masked young man, they knew very well how abnormal and useless his behavior was today.
In the past battles between warriors of the same generation, the masked young man was always the one who was calm and at ease. Even when facing the strongest genius in the Demon Suppressing Mansion, he could still maintain that calmness and calmness. Even if he was defeated,
It would never be so embarrassing.
Today, however, all this has changed.
The battle situation seemed to have been firmly controlled by Ling Xiao. Every movement and every counterattack of the masked young man was like a carefully designed trap, waiting for him to step into step by step.
If the masked young man hadn't possessed some special abilities, he might have died countless times. This sense of powerlessness and frustration made the two Rakshasa demons feel heavier and more depressed than ever before.
The masked man took a deep breath, as if he wanted to exhale all the depression and unwillingness in his chest with this breath.
He slowly put away the Ghost Flag, which was once a magic weapon he was proud of, but it seemed so pale and powerless in front of Ling Xiao.
Finally, he took out a real sword from the storage ring. The sword was slender, with a frost-like glow, exuding a faint cold light. The sword was engraved with complex runes and patterns, and each stroke
They all contain the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and every stroke reveals supreme pressure.
This is a divine weapon with the highest quality of Tianzun level. Its power is enough to cut the sky and split the earth, and destroy the heaven and earth.
The previous swords were just condensed ethereal energy. Although they were extremely sharp, they ultimately lacked some reality and weight.
But at this moment, the sword in the hands of the masked young man is a genuine weapon, carefully forged from thousands of years of cold iron. The sword body glows with a faint blue light, and the blade is extremely sharp, as if it can cut off all obstacles in the world.
Holding the sword in his hand, the masked young man had a faint smile on his lips. There was both confidence and playfulness in that smile: "I rarely use real swords, because the sword with condensed energy in my hand is powerful enough. But today
, if you can block my sword, I will let you go, how about it?"
Ling Xiao's gaze was like a torch, staring closely at the sword in the masked young man's hand. He felt the terrifying power contained in it, but there was no fear in his eyes.
From the moment he saw Mr. Qi's miserable appearance, he had already made up his mind to kill all the soul clan members in front of him to avoid future troubles.