Fighting Against the Odds: I Am the Right Path

The next second after Xiao Lei roared in shock, the office of the Xiao Clan's Holy Guards was smashed into ruins.

In mid-air, Xiao Lei and Xiao Yu, who had narrowly escaped, were terrified and gasping for breath.

One second! If they were one second later, they would be turned into meat paste!!!

The two of them slowly turned their heads and looked upwards, and what they saw was Xiao Wuyun, whose face was extremely ferocious and the red light in his eyes was extremely terrifying.

Seeing Xiao Wuyun's expression, Xiao Lei and Xiao Yu's hearts skipped a beat. Could it be that the arrangement of the formation was known?

Although he thought so in his heart, Xiao Lei still forced himself to calm down and asked with a bow.

"Chief, may I ask what this is."

"Stop pretending! It's really disgusting!"

Xiao Wuyun interrupted Xiao Lei angrily and knocked the two men to the ground with a wave of his hand. One was an eight-star Dou Sheng and the other was a six-star Dou Sheng. They were seriously injured in an instant!

Before Xiao Lei and Xiao Yu could figure out why Xiao Wuyun suddenly attacked them and their heads were still in a daze, Xiao Wuyun didn't want to say any more nonsense and went straight to the topic.

"Tell me! Where is Xiao Ying, the man you guys are hiding?!"

As soon as Xiao Wuyun said this, Xiao Lei and Xiao Yu's faces suddenly changed.

How could he know? !

But just for a moment, before Xiao Yu's mind could turn around, Xiao Lei thought of something, his expression trembled slightly, and gradually took on a ferocious look, and he roared crazily with blood spraying from his mouth.

"Xiao Ying! You're the one who informed on me?!"

"Thank you both for your hard work."

Suddenly, Xiao Ying's indifferent voice sounded from all directions, and Xiao Wuyun's face changed. He clearly heard the voice, but he couldn't find Xiao Ying's whereabouts for a while.

And under Xiao Lei and Xiao Yu, a huge formation suddenly appeared.

The two were very familiar with this formation, which was almost the same as the formation they had set up these days.

At this moment, Xiao Lei and Xiao Yu's brains completely froze.

Why is there this formation in the Xiao Clan Holy Guard Office? Have we set it up here before?

And if you look closely, this formation is subtly different from the one they had arranged.

"You are confused, right? This formation is different from the one you set up." Xiao Ying's voice sounded again, with a cold murderous intent in his voice, "This formation is the main formation, and it is also the key to activate other formations. It is exactly what you want from me."

Xiao Lei and Xiao Yu's expressions became increasingly ugly as Xiao Ying spoke next.

"And now, everything about this formation is under my control."

hum! ! !

A series of hundreds of blood-red formations continued to rise and shine within the Xiao clan, dyeing the entire Xiao clan space blood-red. Under Xiao Ying's control, Xiao Lei, Xiao Yu and Xiao Wuyun were all wrapped up in it and entered another space.

Xiao Wuyun watched the surrounding scenery suddenly change to a blood-red color. The formation under his feet was so dazzling and so terrifying. Countless wronged souls lingered around. Xiao Wuyun always felt that he had seen this formation somewhere before.

Suddenly, a word flashed through Xiao Wuyun's mind.

"Emperor Slaying Formation?!"

Hearing Xiao Wuyun's scream, Xiao Lei and Xiao Yu were also stunned. They only set up the formation according to the scroll given by Xiao Ying and had no idea the name of this formation.

At this time, Xiao Ying's figure slowly appeared behind the seriously injured Xiao Lei and Xiao Yu. He suddenly attacked and killed Xiao Yu, who didn't even have time to react, and at the same time sucked him dry.

"Xiao Yu!!!" Seeing Xiao Yu's death, Xiao Lei was covered in blood and looked at Xiao Ying with hatred, "How dare you bully me!!!"

"Don't say that, Xiao Lei. We are just using each other. No one is more noble than the other. Aren't you and Xiao Yu planning to take my life when I am no longer useful?"

Xiao Ying's words made Xiao Lei pause suddenly, and then he heard Xiao Ying's next words.

"Of course, I don't hate you. If you can really take my life, it means that I am not capable enough and unlucky enough. I deserve to die. I have done so many evil things in the past, so I have no right to blame you."

"But since you have lost now, you should admit it willingly and be careful in your next life."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Ying suddenly swung his hand and cut off Xiao Lei's head. Xiao Lei also felt Xiao Ying's current strength at the last moment.

Wasn’t she only a five-star Douluo before becoming an eight-star Douluo?

Xiao Lei's mind suddenly popped up the name Xiao Qingmo, and he suddenly realized something.

That's it

Xiao Lei, who thought he had been using Xiao Ying, finally realized that he and Xiao Yu were the ones who were used by Xiao Ying from beginning to end.

At the same time Xiao Lei died, everything in his body belonged to Xiao Ying, and then a roaring fighting spirit erupted from Xiao Ying's body.

Xiao Ying, advanced again.

Now he is in the early stage of Nine-Star Fighting Saint!

Chapter 393 I haven’t lost yet

Xiao Ying, who had been promoted to Nine-Star Douluo, raised his head slightly and turned his gaze to Xiao Wuyun.

"You're just going to watch me absorb them without trying to stop me?"

In response, Xiao Wuyun smiled coldly.

"You are only in the early stage of Nine Star Fighting Saint. Do you really think you are a threat to me?" Xiao Wuyun slowly raised his hand, his eyes full of violence. "Today, I will personally destroy all your hopes and take that technique into my hands!"

"Indeed, I would definitely not be able to defeat you if I only rely on my own strength."

Xiao Ying also readily admitted that even though they were both Nine-Star Fighting Saints, there was still an insurmountable gap between the Nine-Star Fighting Saint at the peak of the late stage and the Nine-Star Fighting Saint at the early stage. Xiao Qingmo, who had previously fought with Xiao Wuyun, was a case in point.

But Xiao Ying now has more than just his own power.

Xiao Ying slowly raised his hand and called softly.

"Emperor beheading, ghost blood blade."

The red light of the strange formation under the feet of the two men became increasingly brighter, and the scarlet aura gradually condensed in front of Xiao Ying, forming a blood-red sharp blade. Xiao Ying stretched out his hand, grasped the bloody knife in his hand, pointed at Xiao Wuyun from a distance, and hummed coldly.

"Xiao Wuyun, today is the day you die."

"Hahaha! Just you?" Xiao Wuyun laughed loudly, his laughter full of sarcasm, "Although this Emperor-Slaying Formation has indeed killed a Dou Emperor before, the premise is that the person who cast the formation is also a Dou Emperor!"

"You are only a nine-star Dou Sheng now. Do you really think you can unleash the full power of this Emperor Slaying Formation?"

"What a joke!"

Xiao Wuyun's fighting spirit that overwhelmed the heavens and the earth began to grow wildly, and he looked proudly at Xiao Ying who was holding the Emperor-Slaying Ghost Blood Blade.

"I will let you know today that in the face of absolute strength, all your preparations are in vain!!!"

This is why Xiao Wuyun did not stop Xiao Ying from absorbing Xiao Lei and Xiao Yu.

He has absolute confidence in his unrivaled strength! He is confident that no matter what conspiracy or trick, no matter what external force, it will be useless in front of him!

Xiao Ying's expression was calm, with neither anger nor hatred in his eyes. He stared at Xiao Wuyun with full concentration.

Reasons, causes, none of them matter.

The only thing she had to do now was to kill the man in front of her, her biological father.

A red light suddenly flashed in Xiao Ying's eyes, and his figure instantly turned into a black shadow. In the blink of an eye, he had flashed to Xiao Wuyun's side, and the blood-red long sword in his hand was swung violently at Xiao Wuyun's neck.

"Innocent!"

Xiao Wuyun bent his body to avoid, the bloody blade just scratched the tip of his nose, and then his right hand condensed a destructive aura and blasted it hard at Xiao Ying's abdomen.

Bang! ! !

Xiao Ying's body was knocked back instantly. The hand holding the bloody long sword stood at his side, and the other arm used to resist Xiao Wuyun kept trembling slightly, causing Xiao Ying's brows to frown slightly.

What a great power.

Xiao Ying murmured in his heart, if it weren't for the blessing of this Emperor-Slaying Formation, the hand he used for hasty defense would have been broken.

"Xiao Ying! You've been patient for so many years, and this is the only result?!"

Xiao Wuyun laughed wildly, and his figure instantly appeared in front of Xiao Ying. He stretched out his hand and grabbed her face. Xiao Ying's eyes became serious, and she immediately swung her long sword to cut Xiao Wuyun in front of her into two pieces. Xiao Wuyun's wildly smiling face suddenly froze.

Seeing this, there was no joy in Xiao Ying's eyes.

If Xiao Wuyun could really be killed so easily, she wouldn't have to resort to so many tricks.

Xiao Ying turned around without thinking, and swung the blood-red sword in his hand, forcing Xiao Wuyun, who was about to launch a sneak attack, to retreat.

"whispering sound!"

Xiao Wuyun frowned coldly. Although he said that with contempt, it didn't mean that he was really arrogant enough to ignore the bloody sword.

This Emperor-Slaying Formation is not just a reputation. Even though Xiao Ying is unable to fully unleash the power of the Emperor-Slaying Formation with his current strength, that blow of the sword is certainly not something he can easily take on.

But Xiao Ying did not give him any chance to adjust. She rushed forward again, clutching the blood-red sword, and continued to swing at Xiao Wuyun. Her movements were so fast that they left several afterimages, making it difficult for him to keep up.

Xiao Wuyun, however, kept dodging calmly, perfectly grasping the angle and distance of each of Xiao Ying's swords, without any error.

If it wasn't Xiao Wuyun, but any other Nine-Star Douluo of the same level, he would have probably been chopped down by Xiao Ying by now.

Xiao Ying swung out with the knife again, but Xiao Wuyun dodged it by leaning sideways. At the same time, Xiao Wuyun immediately adjusted his body shape, seized the momentary flaw when Xiao Ying turned the blade and prepared to fight back, but his brows suddenly jumped.

Bang! ! !

Xiao Wuyun's shoulder was hit by a powerful force. Xiao Wuyun immediately distanced himself from Xiao Ying, feeling the severe pain in his shoulder. He frowned and looked at the fighting spirit that kept jumping in Xiao Ying's hand that was not holding the knife. Then Xiao Ying's indifferent voice reached his ears.

"Xiao Wuyun, is your attention focused on the knife?" Xiao Ying's words were full of sarcasm, and he raised his arm that was pulsating with fighting spirit. "With my strength, I can't take you down with one strike, but if I hit you a few more times, I think you won't be able to handle it, right?"

Indeed, there is still a big gap between the early Nine-Star Fighting Saint and the late Nine-Star Fighting Saint. However, even so, the latter cannot completely ignore the attacks of the former. It's just not as terrifying as the Emperor-Slaying Ghost Blood Blade.

But if it happens too many times, it can threaten your life.

"And don't forget, this Emperor Slaying Formation contains more than just the Ghost Blood Blade."

Xiao Ying waved his hand suddenly, and the wronged souls around the formation began to become agitated. Countless wronged souls made unbearable wails, and under Xiao Ying's control, they attacked Xiao Wuyun fearlessly in clusters.

"Humph! How can a few low-level souls hurt me in the slightest?"

Xiao Wuyun snorted coldly, and with just a light wave, tens of thousands of souls were dispersed into nothingness, but then countless souls filled the gaps and continued to attack Xiao Wuyun.

At this time, Xiao Ying's voice mixed among those souls and sounded from all directions of Xiao Wuyun.

"Indeed, if even these souls can hurt you, then it underestimates your efforts over the years. All I have done seems like a joke."

Xiao Wuyun's instinct suddenly kicked in and he immediately dodged forward.

Puff!

Although Xiao Wuyun had noticed it in advance, a shallow wound still appeared on his back, and the bloody long sword that flashed by once again sank into the thousands of souls.

Because of the interference caused by the Emperor-Slaying Formation, Xiao Wuyun was unable to detect Xiao Ying's specific location through these souls at the first time.

Immediately afterwards, several red lights flashed by. Although Xiao Wuyun relied on instinct to avoid vital points each time, shallow wounds still inevitably appeared on his body one after another.

At first Xiao Wuyun didn't think anything was wrong, but when the wounds increased, he discovered something that frightened him.

The fighting spirit in his body was actually slowly draining away from those wounds.

Although the amount lost was small and almost negligible considering his strength, as time went on, the lost fighting spirit was enough to shake his victory which should have been without a doubt.

Is this the power of the Emperor-Slaying Demon Blood Blade?

Xiao Wuyun's mind condensed, and then he no longer hesitated. He gathered powerful fighting spirit in his hands and shouted suddenly. The fighting spirit in his hands exploded, completely annihilating the millions of souls that blocked his vision and breath in the surroundings in an instant.

And at the moment when these souls were completely dissipated by Xiao Wuyun, Xiao Ying's figure also appeared in front of Xiao Wuyun, holding the Ghost Blood Blade tightly in both hands, and swung it down at Xiao Wuyun who had no time to dodge.

Chi!

Xiao Wuyun's fighting spirit protection was torn to pieces, and a deep bloody wound appeared from his shoulder to his waist. Xiao Wuyun was seriously injured by just one blow, and the severe pain filled Xiao Wuyun's mind.

However, it only took a moment for Xiao Wuyun to suppress the pain. He gritted his teeth, clenched his hands into claws, and took advantage of the moment when Xiao Ying had no time to retract her attack to suddenly smash his fierce fighting spirit into her body.

"puff!!!"

Big mouthfuls of blood gushed out of Xiao Ying's mouth, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. He managed to steady himself, turned over and squatted on the ground, trembling all over, his face pale, and all his internal organs were displaced by the blow.

Scary guy!

Xiao Ying really didn't expect that Xiao Wuyun could react immediately after suffering a heavy blow from the knife and seriously injure himself in return!

"Xiao Ying, what a pity."

Xiao Wuyun grinned grimly, his body was badly wounded but his eyes were filled with terrifying madness.

"That was your only chance to inflict fatal damage to me."

"Although you used external force, you should be proud of yourself for being able to hurt me!"