Ling Xiao's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, tightly focused on every detail on the battlefield, and he had already made a calculation in his heart.
Just when everyone thought Ling Xiao was about to fall into despair, a sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and that smile contained endless cunning and confidence.
Immediately afterwards, Ling Xiao's body and the clone that was quietly approaching Hun Wuxu exchanged places between the lightning and flint. This move almost caught everyone off guard.
This scene was also captured by Bai Yan.
His heart suddenly tightened, and he noticed something was wrong, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Be careful of Ling Xiao!" However, he didn't know who the specific target of Ling Xiao's plan was, so he could only shout anxiously,
Trying to remind everyone.
But it is a pity that his reminder was still a step too late. Just before Bai Yan finished speaking, a cold light cut through the sky like lightning, and Ling Xiao's bloodthirsty knife had penetrated Hun Wuxu's heart. The cold
The blade of his blade shone with a bloodthirsty light, and began to continuously devour the essence of Qi and blood in Hun Wuxu's body.
Hun Wuxu's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief and despair.
Throughout his life, in order to pursue success and power, he did not hesitate to betray his own tribe and join the enemy, but in the end, he still could not escape death. At this moment, he seemed to understand something, but everything was irreversible, and the light of life was shining.
His eyes quickly dissipated.
"Hun Wuxu is dead! That traitor is dead!"
The sound echoed in the empty battlefield, carrying an indescribable sense of relief and joy, as if the song had ended and a nightmare had awakened.
"Traitors should all die!" Another roar followed closely, ringing in everyone's ears like thunder, arousing a deeper resonance. This sentence is not only anger, but also the persistence of emotion and loyalty.
This is the harshest condemnation for those who betrayed.
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The death of Hun Wuxu is undoubtedly like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing waves. The faces of the warriors of the Soul clan, who originally looked exhausted due to the low morale caused by the continuous battles, are now glowing with emotion.
Strange brilliance.
It was a complex emotion mixed with anger, relief and the pleasure of revenge. It was as if the sleeping beasts in their bodies were awakened. Each of them seemed to have been given a shot of blood, with madness and determination flashing in their eyes. The weapons in their hands were swung more rapidly, each time.
He used all his strength in every attack, vowing to vent all his dissatisfaction and hatred on this battlefield.
Their emotions spread like wildfire and spread rapidly, infecting the other warriors in the Demon Suppressing Mansion. These warriors who were originally despairing due to the unfavorable battle situation seemed to have been injected with an invisible force at this moment.
Their eyes glowed with hope again, which was a desire for victory, admiration for heroes, and infinite longing for the miracles that might happen in the future.
Ling Xiao, this name exists like a god in everyone's heart at this moment. He is so awesome that he can actually kill a monster like Hun Wuxu in a blink of an eye. This strength and courage will undoubtedly give him
Everyone brought unprecedented shock and inspiration.
People can't help but start to wonder, since Ling Xiao can create such a miracle, then, in the next battle, can he bring more surprises to everyone and create more brilliant achievements?
"Kill..."
Passionate shouts echoed over the battlefield, and every word was full of strength and determination. This was not only a declaration of war against the enemy, but also an encouragement and spur to one's own heart.
"kill!"
More voices converged into a torrent, sweeping away the original malaise. Driven by this force, the army of Zhenmo Mansion once again regained their fighting spirit. They were like unsheathed swords, pointing directly at the enemy.
, prepare for the upcoming decisive battle.
But Ling Xiao was targeted again.
A cold chill quietly crept up Ling Xiao's back, and he was keenly aware of the killing intent in the air around him. It was a feeling that was locked tightly by countless pairs of eyes, making it impossible to ignore or escape.
"Kill him, kill that kid no matter what, black-robed priest, you just leave ten people to deal with Long Yingtian, the other three, cooperate with the black knight, must kill Ling Xiao, must make him die
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The voices of the four chief priests were like the roars of crazy beasts, echoing in the empty battlefield, with unquestionable determination and ruthlessness. His face was distorted, his eyes were red, as if he had been completely swallowed by anger and unwillingness, and had lost his mind.
Ling Xiao's sudden appearance and actions were like a sudden stone, breaking the situation where they seemed to have a chance of winning.
The attack of the second chief priest should have been an overwhelming advantage, but due to this sudden change, all their previous efforts were in vain, and the dawn of victory dimmed instantly.
Facing such a group of enemies who seek victory at all costs, even if they finally win, it will be a tragic victory and the price paid will be unbearable.
The four chief priests knew this very well, so they became even more determined to kill Ling Xiao and eliminate this variable from the battlefield at all costs.
"Yes!" The voices of the black-robed priests were uniform, with unquestionable obedience and coldness. The three black-robed priests flashed and flew towards the sky like ghosts, their black robes fluttering in the wind.
The sound of hunting is like the cloak of death, heralding the arrival of death.
At the same time, the remaining ten black knights quickly adjusted their formation and surrounded Ling Xiao.
They were dressed in thick black armor, holding sharp knight swords, with cold light flashing in their eyes, as if they were killing machines crawling out of hell. Just waiting for an order, they would swing their swords at Ling Ling without hesitation.
Xiao.
They all saw that although Ling Xiao was not the strongest among this group of people, he was the most difficult to deal with.
In the eyes of everyone, Ling Xiao's figure seemed to be shrouded in an invisible light. It was an indescribable temperament. It was neither pure strength nor cunning wisdom, but a mixture of tenacity.
The complex qualities of perseverance and perseverance.
They can all feel that although Ling Xiao does not dominate this group of people with absolute power, his elusive and unpredictable behavior pattern makes him the most troublesome existence.
"If you don't kill this kid, you don't know what he will do next." An old man with a sinister face whispered to the person next to him, his tone full of fear and helplessness towards Ling Xiao.
He knew very well that Ling Xiao was like a beast lurking in the dark. Once he was given a chance, he could deliver a fatal blow to the enemy in the most unexpected way.
"It's really frustrating." Another person gritted his teeth and agreed, his eyes flashing with unwillingness and anger.