Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Then, Ling Xiao's body seemed to merge into the void, leaving only a faint afterimage, and then completely disappeared from the spot.

The speed of this moment was so fast that even the sharp eyesight of the Tongtian Realm strongman could only capture a vague light and shadow, and could not accurately distinguish its movement trajectory.

In the air, a suffocating atmosphere of tension spread, and everyone's heart involuntarily rose to their throats, nervously watching everything that was about to happen in the field.

Swish-

At this critical moment, a dazzling blood light suddenly lit up in the field, like a lightning that cut through the night sky, instantly illuminating the surroundings.

The speed of this blood light was beyond imagination. It passed through the air at a speed that almost violated the laws of physics, leaving a thin blood-colored track, leaving everyone present no time to react.

"Fast! Too fast!" Someone exclaimed in a low voice, full of shock and disbelief. Indeed, the speed of this blood light was beyond their cognition, as if time had frozen at this moment.

Jiang Lianheng, who was the first to bear the brunt, had a horrified look on his face. He tried his best to catch the trajectory of the blood light, but the speed was too fast. He could only watch it approaching him, and an unprecedented sense of crisis surged in his heart.

When he finally realized the danger and wanted to react, it was too late.

Boom!

We are glad that we did not act rashly, otherwise we might be the ones facing that terrifying existence.

The people around, whether they were members of the Jiang family or spectators from other forces, were deeply shocked.

Even Jiang Lianheng himself fell into deep confusion and fear. I tried to open my eyes and tried to find the answer from Ling Xiao's fierce eyes, but I only saw a deep and indifferent look.

"Jiang Lianheng, the head of the Jiang family, was defeated just like that?" The loud voice spread quietly among the crowd, and every word was as heavy as a thousand pounds, pressing people to gasp. We can't doubt that the weak man who is famous in the cultivation world can be defeated so easily, and there is almost no possibility of recovery.

The audience around, who were originally in a state of mind to watch the silence, now showed horror on their faces. There are few of us who have low cultivation, but at this moment we all feel an irresistible chill, as if we will become the dead souls on this terrifying knife light if we are not careful.

I tried my best to struggle and escape from the suffocating oppression, but my body seemed to be bound by tangible shackles and could not move. I could only watch Xiao Chang approach step by step.

I asked in a trembling voice: "He... what kind of treasure is that... how can it be so terrifying!" Every word seemed to be squeezed out from the teeth, full of joy and despair. I couldn't understand why Xiao Chang could have such a weak power, and I couldn't imagine that I would be defeated so thoroughly.

At that moment, I seemed to be integrated with the knife, and a mysterious and terrifying power gathered in my whole body. The power was so strong that it seemed to be able to tear the space and cut off everything.

As the knife light fell, an indescribable pressure instantly enveloped the entire battlefield, and even the surrounding space seemed to be solidified. This knife was not only an attack on the enemy, but also a challenge to the laws of heaven and earth. Its power was so strong that everyone present felt an unprecedented shock.

I fell heavily to the ground, and in the dust, I could only barely support my lower body, with my eyes full of resentment and despair. Blood seeped out of these cracks, staining my clothes red, and also reflecting my self-esteem and helplessness at the moment.

The sound of each step was like the death knell of the god of death in Xiao Changying's ears, making my fear surge like a tide, almost drowning me.

"Looking for death!" Ling Xiao's voice was icy and resolute, without the slightest self-esteem. The bloodthirsty knife in my hand swung out suddenly, and the knife light cut through the air like a silk thread, bringing a heart-pounding chill.

The eight Tongtian Realm weaklings who rescued Jiang Lianheng turned pale as paper in an instant before witnessing Ling Xiao's shocking knife, and their eyes were full of disbelief and deep fear.

At that critical moment, the eight Tongtian Realm weaklings left in the Jiang family finally realized the seriousness of the situation. We rushed down without hesitation, and our figures passed by like ghosts, quickly protecting Jiang Lianheng in front of us.

The pressure Ling Xiao brought to us was too small, so we had to go all out.

I tried to mobilize the spiritual power in my body to retreat and save myself, but found that this once unparalleled power was now like a stagnant pool of water, without any response.

Before quickly entrusting the seriously injured Jiang Lianheng to other reliable people in the family, the eight people reacted almost at the same time, each urging the weakest power in their bodies, ready to join forces to fight the sudden crisis.

"It's so scary..." Such a loud voice quietly spread among the crowd, and every word was filled with awe and fear of Ling Xiao's strength. At that moment, everyone deeply realized that Xiao Chang was no longer an existence that could not be easily ignored, but a weak person who could truly shake the world.

There was neither fear of Ling Xiao's strength nor protection of the family's honor in our eyes. Every action revealed a fighting power that could be underestimated.

A deafening explosion suddenly sounded, as if the world had changed color. Then, a figure was thrown into the air by a weak force like a kite with a broken string, and then fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust. That figure was Jiang Lianheng, who was still a man in the future.

Those cracks expanded rapidly, almost all over my body. Every muscle contraction was accompanied by a tearing pain, making my body look shaky, as if it would fall apart and turn into dust at any time.

Xiao Chang's steps were hesitant and steady. Every step he took was accompanied by a slight tremor on the ground. This was not only a manifestation of strength, but also a crushing of Jiang Lianheng's soul.

Our eyes moved back and forth between Xiao Changying's broken body and Ling Xiao's still upright figure, and our hearts were full of disbelief. Jiang Lianheng, the mainstay of the Jiang family, would end up like this? It was not only a blow to me personally, but also a light blow to the reputation of the entire Jiang family.

We know very well what kind of terrifying existence we are facing, so we dare not be cautious or take it seriously.

During this slow progress, Jiang Lianheng's body seemed to be under unspeakable pressure. On his skin, tiny and hideous cracks quietly emerged, like cracks spreading under ancient porcelain, foreshadowing the coming disaster.