When this terrifying sword met the long sword of the masked young man in the air, an epic terrifying confrontation broke out between the two swords.
boom!
The sky and space suddenly trembled, as if even the heaven and earth were shaken by this force. Then, the space began to crack, and cracks spread like spider webs, cutting the entire sky into pieces.
At the same time, Ling Xiao and the masked young man both flew backwards towards each other, but from the process of retreating, the gap between the two could be seen.
Ling Xiao just stepped back tens of meters and then stood firm. His eyes were still firm, as if the blow just now was just a minor injury to him. On the other hand, the masked young man, his body was actually in a state of demonic terror.
The terrifying blow of Zun Hei Tian Sword was split into two, and blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the entire sky red.
But what is strange is that even so, the masked young man is still not dead. His body is recovering crazily, and the wounds are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the speed is not as fast as before.
His eyes were shining with unyielding light, as if he was fighting fate and racing against death.
At this moment, the battle between Ling Xiao and the masked youth is no longer just a simple contest, but also a collision of will and belief. They are both using their own ways to prove their existence and value, and to pursue
That elusive light of victory.
A normal person would definitely die like this, but obviously this masked young man is not a very normal person. There is a secret about this guy.
Seeing this scene, the faces of Hua Shan and others suddenly became ugly. Their eyes turned to Ling Xiao, their eyes full of worry and anxiety.
Although Ling Xiao severely injured his opponent with this blow, he was also injured himself. Although the injury was not serious, the power consumed by that blow was huge, especially when he used the forbidden weapon of the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword.
, which greatly affected his physical and mental strength.
Ling Xiao's brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed solemnity and thoughtfulness. He discovered the other party's secret - that astonishing recovery ability, but at this moment, he also felt exhausted like never before.
His body was trembling slightly, which was a sign of overdraft. He didn't know if he could still take advantage of this opportunity to completely kill the difficult opponent in front of him.
"That's it," Ling Xiao said slowly, with a hint of smile in his voice, but there was a deep chill hidden in that smile.
"I finally understand your terrifying recovery ability. Your martial spirit is indeed very special, so special that even I feel a little envious. It seems to have endless vitality and can be reborn in desperate situations. This ability, even if
Even we demon cultivators can’t help but feel horrified.”
In Ling Xiao's words, there was both admiration for the opponent's martial spirit and helplessness for his own situation.
He knows very well that the opponent in front of him is not an easy person, and it is not easy to kill him. But even so, he will not give up easily. Because, as a warrior and a demon cultivator, he has his own
His pride and persistence. He wants to use his own sword to write his own legend.
"impossible!"
The exclamation of the masked young man echoed in the empty battlefield, with a trace of unconcealable fear in his voice. Once his secret was discovered by Ling Xiao, a powerful enemy, the consequences would undoubtedly be disastrous.
He could feel the cold murderous intent emanating from Ling Xiao, as if it would devour him at any time.
"Yeah?"
A sneer curled up at the corner of Ling Xiao's lips, and his eyes shone with determination and determination. He knew that he had no way out at this moment, and only by trying his best could he completely eliminate the threat in front of him.
So, he stepped on the ground, and like a black lightning, he rushed towards the masked young man. The Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in his hand flashed with cold light, as if he wanted to completely cut off all obstacles in his way.
However, just when Ling Xiao was about to touch the masked young man, two figures suddenly shot out from the side and blocked the young man. They were the two Rakshasa demons, two men in black robes with ferocious faces.
Strong men. Their bodies exude a strong demonic energy, and the weapons in their hands shine with a heart-stopping light.
"when!"
Ling Xiao's sword collided with the weapons of the two Rakshasa demons in the air, making a deafening loud noise. Sparks flew everywhere, and the sword energy and the demonic energy intertwined, forming brilliant and dangerous brilliance.
However, Ling Xiao had already consumed too much power at this moment, and faced the combined resistance of the two Rakshasa demons, he seemed a little powerless.
In his heyday, Ling Xiao was confident that he could easily defeat these two strong men. But now, his body and spirit have reached their limits. Although the two Rakshasa demons are not weak, they can block his attack at this moment.
Strange.
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with a trace of unwillingness and helplessness, but he knew that the battle was still going on and he could not give up. He must use up his last bit of strength to kill the masked young man.
"Go help!"
Hua Shan's voice was unquestionably firm. She knew that the situation at this moment was urgent and there was no room for any hesitation.
Her eyes were firmly fixed on Ling Xiao's slightly tired but still resolute figure, and an indescribable respect and worry surged in her heart. She understood that this was their opportunity, and it was also Ling Xiao's opportunity, and they could not let it go.
Ling Xiao continued to fight alone.
The rest of the people also responded one after another, with the same determination and courage shining in their eyes. They knew that as long as they could hold off the two Rakshasa demons and buy Ling Xiao enough time, then Ling Xiao would be able to kill one of them.
evildoer.
Even if the evildoer is not a top powerhouse like Hun Wuxu or Heavenly Soul Saint, as long as he can be killed, it will be equivalent to weakening the power of the Soul Clan, which is undoubtedly a huge victory for them.
When Hua Shan and others rushed to the battlefield again, the returning figure was like a force that could not be ignored, instantly breaking the original balance. The faces of the two Rakshasa demons instantly became solemn, and their eyes were on Hua Shan
The others glanced back and forth, and they couldn't help but groan secretly in their hearts.
Although the strength of these people may not be able to surpass them, but together, even they cannot easily kill them. What's more, at this time, they have to distract themselves from protecting the masked young man, which undoubtedly greatly increases their difficulty.
The two Rakshasa demons looked at each other, with a trace of helplessness and anxiety flashing in each other's eyes.
"Sister, I'm going to deal with those losers. You hold this kid back and delay time for the young master. As long as the young master can recover, we will still win today."
The sister of the two Rakshasa demons, her voice is unquestionable and firm, and her eyes are sparkling with cunning and ruthlessness. ()