As the laughter fell, Bai Yan's figure appeared leisurely near the black knight. He was still so powerful, exuding the unique coercion of a strong man in the Ningzhen Realm all over his body. The coercion was thick and steady.
He is not weaker than any black knight, and even has the potential to suppress him.
Ling Xiao's eyes were fixed on Bai Yan with complicated expressions. He turned his head and looked into the distance again, only to see that the battle there was equally fierce, but the situation was not optimistic.
Bai Yan had just fought against Cheng Shifei and others, but now he was able to free his hands to deal with their side. This undoubtedly showed that their side's advantage had become more and more obvious and the situation became more and more critical.
Sure enough, Ling Xiao's worries were quickly confirmed. He noticed that there was also a problem in the battle on Cheng Shifei's side.
Wang Zhenshou, who was an assistant, was seriously injured at this moment. His shirt was dyed red with blood. His face was pale and his breath was weak. He was rushed to the city for treatment. Zhao Heng was also almost exhausted from exhaustion, and sweat was flowing down his face.
As he continued to slide, his movements began to become sluggish, and it was obvious that he no longer had the strength to fight.
On the battlefield, corpses lay everywhere, blood dyed the ground red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Those partners who had fought side by side fell one by one at this moment, and Ling Xiao's heart was filled with grief and anger.
He knows that this battle has reached a critical moment of life and death, and they must go all out to have a chance of survival.
Further away, Emperor Huangzhu's eyes looked extremely confused, as if swallowed by endless darkness. There was neither a glimmer of hope nor the courage to continue fighting in his eyes.
Her body was trembling slightly, as if it was extremely difficult to even stand. The aura of despair surrounding her was like an invisible shackle, tightly binding her.
Ling Xiao frowned when he saw this. He knew that the current situation had reached a point where there was no need to delay. Only by killing the more representative figures on the other side could these people who had lost confidence regain their fighting spirit.
Otherwise, without the enemy taking action, they themselves will collapse in despair and completely lose their ability to resist.
His eyes quickly scanned the battlefield, looking for a possible breakthrough. Suddenly, his eyes fixed on Hun Wuxu, who was fighting fiercely with the Heavenly Soul Saint.
Hun Wuxu, the former soul clan elite, is now a traitor. His existence is undoubtedly a big blow to the morale of the Zhenmo Mansion warriors. But if Hun Wuxu can be killed, it will definitely give a great boost to Zhenmo Mansion.
It boosted the morale of the warriors, allowing them to see the dawn of victory and rekindle their will to fight.
Ling Xiao carefully observed Hun Wuxu's fighting status and found that although he had broken through the Ningzhen Realm, his current cultivation level was only at the fourth level of the Ningzhen Realm, which was equivalent to that of the Heavenly Soul Saint.
This gave him some confidence that as long as he could find the right opportunity, he could easily kill him and win the key battle for the Demon Suppression Mansion.
Thinking of this, Ling Xiao took a deep breath, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and then he released the Da Luotian Demonic Shadow Clone without hesitation, and with all its power.
These clones were like illusory ghosts, filling the entire battlefield in an instant. There were more than three hundred of them. Each one exuded an aura similar to Ling Xiao's original body. It was difficult to distinguish between true and false, and it was dazzling.
Although the combat power of these clones is less than half of Ling Xiao's original body, their existence is enough to plunge the enemy into chaos and confusion. Ling Xiao knows that as long as he can confuse the enemy and create opportunities for real battle, these clones can already
accomplished their mission.
Under the cover of the clone, Ling Xiao quietly let a clone blend into the crowd, like an invisible poisonous snake, quietly approaching Hun Wuxu. However, the actions of this clone completely attracted the attention of the surrounding enemies, making them mistakenly believe that
Ling Xiao's body is launching an attack on Hun Wuxu.
At the same time, Ling Xiao's body and other clones were attacking Bai Yan like a violent storm. Their movements were fast and fierce, and each blow contained enough power to shake the world. In the eyes of outsiders, Ling Xiao's behavior
Undoubtedly, he was going to launch a fatal blow to Bai Yan and completely destroy the hope of Zhenhunfu Holy Church.
"Genius of the Holy Temple of Zhenhun Mansion, if I kill you, the Holy Temple will be very sad, right?" Ling Xiao laughed ferociously while attacking, his voice full of desire for victory and contempt for the enemy. Every time he
The attacks were all precise and deadly, as if all the anger and unwillingness were going to be poured out on Bai Yan.
"Haha, can you kill me? As long as these ten black knights don't underestimate the enemy, you won't even have a chance to get close to me." Bai Yan's words were full of sarcasm and disdain, and his eyes were shining with confidence and arrogance.
It seems that victory is already within reach.
When Ling Xiao heard this, his expression did not change at all. He knew that what Bai Yan said was true.
These ten black knights are very powerful and well-trained. As long as they don't underestimate the enemy, they can indeed stop any enemy who tries to get close to Bai Yan. This is why Ling Xiao did not choose to attack Bai Yan directly, but chose to sneak attack Hun Wuxu.
The reason is.
Bai Yan, as a true genius of the Temple, his identity and status are naturally of no small importance.
There is always a strong person protecting him by his side. No matter in terms of strength or resourcefulness, he is by no means an ordinary person. Although Hun Wuxu is also a strong person, he came here after all. Compared to someone like Bai Yan,
Naturally, direct geniuses will not receive the same attention and protection.
Therefore, Ling Xiao's choice to sneak attack Hun Wuxu was undoubtedly a well-planned plan with relatively low risks.
On the battlefield, warriors are often too preoccupied with themselves to think about Ling Xiao's true intentions and plans. They will only react based on the situation in front of them and the enemy's actions, and this is exactly what Ling Xiao wants to see.
Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, he already had a calculation in his mind.
He knew that he must seize this rare opportunity, use the cover of his clones and the chaotic battle situation to strike quickly and decisively to deliver a fatal blow to Hun Wuxu. Only in this way can he completely disrupt the enemy's position and win for himself
More chances of winning.
On the entire battlefield, shouts of killing and the clash of weapons were heard one after another, but Ling Xiao seemed to be in another world. In his heart, there was only Hun Wuxu, who was about to become the ghost under his sword, and the coming victory.
When Ling Xiao tried his best to attack Bai Yan, but was cleverly defused by the opponent time and time again. Instead, he was followed by ten black knights, constantly destroying his clones. The bystanders around him began to talk about it, and many people even looked at him with ridicule.
, thinking that Ling Xiao was completely crazy and that there was simply something wrong with his brain to make such an unrealistic move.
Faced with these ridicules and doubts, Ling Xiao's face did not show any wavering or panic.