When everyone was shocked, they saw a gleaming sword that had penetrated deeply into her throat at some point. Blood gurgled out and dyed her clothes red.
This scene happened too suddenly, and Hun Wuxu's face instantly turned livid. He looked blankly at Ling Xiao. In those deep eyes, murderous intent surged out like a tide, almost swallowing Ling Xiao.
"Soul power drives things away! Who are you kid!" His voice was low and hoarse, full of disbelief and anger.
Ling Xiao stood not far away, with a faint smile on his lips. There was both sarcasm and confidence in that smile.
"Who am I? I am Ling Xiao, the number one genius in the world!" His words were clear and firm, and every word struck Hun Wuxu's heart like a heavy hammer. In front of Hun Wuxu, Ling Xiao
The provocation and insult of killing Hun Wuxu's person with his own hands undoubtedly brought Hun Wuxu's anger to its peak.
Ling Xiao knows very well that once a person is angry, his thinking ability will be reduced, making it easy for him to do impulsive and stupid things.
This is exactly what he wants. He not only wants Sister Rakshasa's life, he wants to kill all the soul clans in front of him here to avenge those companions who died innocently! His eyes flashed with determination and coldness.
, as if he was ready for a fight to the death with Hun Wuxu.
"The soul is intact, leave that boy to me, you go and kill Zhang Ruochen!" At this critical moment, the masked young man who had been seriously injured and fell to the ground and seemed to be dying, miraculously stood up.
Although his standing posture was slightly staggering, his cold eyes were as deep as a cold pool, staring straight into the sky, and the killing intent contained in them was so strong that it almost overflowed, making people shudder.
"Yes, young master!" Hun Wuxu heard the words and immediately answered without any hesitation. In his heart, Zhang Ruochen, as the number one genius in the Demon Suppressing Mansion's stronghold, was indeed far more threatening than Ling Xiao who suddenly appeared.
"The number one genius in the world". Therefore, it is undoubtedly a wiser choice to deal with Zhang Ruochen first.
As he spoke, Hun Wuxu was ready to go. His figure did not move, but his eyes suddenly turned cold, as if at this moment, his whole aura had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely terrifying soul power surged out like an immeasurable sea, instantly filling the entire battlefield and tightly covering Zhang Ruochen.
This soul power was so powerful that it was simply beyond imagination. It carried an indescribable sense of oppression, as if it was going to crush Zhang Ruochen and the surrounding space to pieces.
Zhang Ruochen's face became extremely solemn at this moment. He could clearly feel that his chest seemed to be pressed by an invisible giant mountain. It became extremely difficult to even breathe, let alone use his skills.
And Ling Xiao, although he was outside the battlefield, was also affected by this terrifying soul power, and he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of crisis in his heart.
He knows very well that once Hun Wuxu becomes serious, his strength is definitely beyond what he can currently compete with. However, even so, he will never back down, because he knows that he is shouldering the heavy responsibility of avenging his companions, no matter what.
No matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are ahead, we must move forward bravely.
Zhang Ruochen's face was as cold as frost, as if nothing in the world could touch the waves in his heart.
He slowly raised his right hand, and his fingers nimbly jumped on the gun barrel, shaking out a gorgeous gun flower, like a blooming silver lotus, which looked particularly dazzling on the dim battlefield. Then, his whole body looked like a hair.
The cheetah, ready to go, rushed forward violently, and the ground beneath his feet shook slightly under his impact.
A spear pierced out like lightning.
The gun shot out like a dragon, with unparalleled power. The tip of the gun drew a bright trajectory in the air, as if a silver dragon shuttled through the clouds, unstoppable. Wherever the gun light passed, the air was torn apart.
, making a sharp whistling sound.
boom!
When Zhang Ruochen's spear collided with Hun Wuxu's surging soul power waves, the entire battlefield seemed to be shaken. The terrifying gun light and soul power collided with each other, stirred up, and erupted into a deafening roar.
It's like the sky and the earth have collapsed, and the sun and moon have lost their light.
Under the impact of this huge force, Zhang Ruochen's figure was violently pushed back. His body drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground, with dust flying. However, he did not fall down, but quickly
He adjusted his posture and stood up again.
There was an unyielding light in his eyes, as if no matter how big a blow he suffered, the fighting spirit in his heart could not be wiped out.
Soon, Zhang Ruochen rushed out again, leaving afterimages of his figure on the battlefield, like a tireless tiger, vowing to completely defeat the enemy in front of him.
The war kicked off suddenly in this land baptized by blood and fire.
This is a pinnacle showdown, a life-and-death fight between the top monsters in the Demon Suppression Mansion and the equally top monsters from the Soul Clan. The air is filled with a strong smell of blood and a chilling atmosphere, as if even the sky is covered by this.
Shocked by the tragic battle, dark clouds were gathering and thunder was faintly heard.
Although Zhang Ruochen was seriously injured, his clothes were ragged and stained with blood, his eyes were extremely firm and showed no fear.
Every step he made was accompanied by severe pain, but he seemed oblivious to it. He just held the spear tightly in his hand, like a fearless warrior, defending his beliefs and glory to the death.
On the other side of the battlefield, the battle between Ling Xiao and the masked young man also broke out again. This time, the masked young man's expression was obviously much more solemn. He no longer dared to withstand Ling Xiao's attack as easily as before.
His wound recovery speed became extremely slow, almost the same as that of a normal warrior. Every time he was struck by Ling Xiao's sword energy, deep scars would be left, dripping with blood.
The masked young man's eyes flashed with fear and unwillingness. He knew that if he was stabbed in the vital point by Ling Xiao again, he might really die on this battlefield. Therefore, he began to become cautious, and every time he took action, he would die on this battlefield.
After careful consideration, he tried to find Ling Xiao's flaws in order to kill him with one blow.
However, Ling Xiao seemed to see through his mind, and every attack was just right to avoid the sharp edge of the masked young man, while at the same time constantly putting pressure on him, leaving him with nowhere to escape.
This battle has become a life and death battle for the masked young man. He must go all out to survive on this cruel battlefield.
"Haha, you store other people's lives in your martial soul. No wonder I can't kill you no matter how hard I kill you. Now those lives have been used up. Are you still going to die next?" A sneer appeared on the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth.
, his eyes sparkled with insight into everything, as if he had seen through all the secrets of the masked young man.