Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 12822: White Saint Envoy Lost

At this moment, Saint Bai's heart was filled with doubt and fear. He didn't understand why Ling Xiao's formation could burst out with such a powerful force and instantly defeat the giant whale he had carefully arranged. He didn't understand why he seemed so vulnerable in front of this power.

This feeling of powerlessness made him feel unprecedented fear and despair.

However, Ling Xiao did not give Saint Envoy Bai a chance to catch his breath. At the moment when the duel between the two ended, the giant sword that had originally disintegrated in the void, as if pulled by some mysterious force, unexpectedly condensed into shape again.

Countless holy patterns intertwined and flickered in the void. They were like agile dragons, flying through the air and finally weaving into the broken sword array again. This time, it seemed more solid, as if it contained a more terrifying power.

The speed of the sword array was extremely fast. Almost in the blink of an eye, it had already arrived in front of Saint Bai. Facing this sudden attack, Saint Bai's face changed drastically, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that he had no time to set up the Holy Mark Array.

So, Saint Envoy Bai did not hesitate to push his hands forward, and a terrifying aura burst out instantly. At this time, he did not have time to use the Holy Mark Formation, so he directly used the martial arts he was good at.

I saw a huge palm print condensed on his palm, and the palm print was flashing with dazzling light, as if it contained the power to destroy the world.

The huge palm prints blasted out like meteors, colliding fiercely with Ling Xiao's giant sword in the air. Every collision erupted with a deafening roar, and the sword energy and palm wind intertwined to form a terrifying energy storm.

In the field, countless sword energies flew, palm winds scattered, and the air around them seemed to be torn apart by this force. Seeing this, everyone was horrified and retreated violently, not daring to approach the two. They knew that this was no longer a battle they could intervene in.

"Saint Envoy Bai has already lost!" Lu Hang shook his head, his tone full of regret. He originally thought that this duel between the Saint Mark Arrays would be an evenly matched battle, but he didn't expect it to end in this way.

"He was forced to use martial arts, this is really unexpected." Lu Hang sighed. He knew very well that in the duel of the Holy Mark Formation, once martial arts were used, it meant that he had fallen into a disadvantage.

"Master, I have a bad feeling. Envoy Bai might be ready to kill me!"

A disciple from the sect reminded nervously, his voice full of worry about how the situation would develop next.

When Lu Hang heard the news, he couldn't help but frown. He knew that the position of Saint Envoy Bai in the Holy Church was very important, and the Holy Church was one of the top forces in the entire continent. Although his Holy Mark Sect had some background, if it really fell out with the Holy Church, the consequences would be disastrous.

Ling Xiao, this gifted young man, although he saw hope for the sect's future, he could not put the entire sect in danger in order to save Ling Xiao.

Just as Lu Hang was lost in thought, a voice broke the silence around him: "You don't have to worry. The one we really need to worry about now is that idiot named Bai."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and saw an old man with white hair and beard who appeared in the hall at some point. There was a gleam of wisdom in his eyes, and he exuded a majestic aura. When Lu Hang saw the old man, he showed a surprised expression on his face, and hurriedly stood up and saluted, saying, "Ancestor, why are you here?"

The old man smiled slightly, nodded and said, "I sensed an unusual atmosphere here, so I came to take a look. The Holy Hall has indeed become a little arrogant in recent years, thinking that it is invincible and has lost the spirit of progress. And this young man..."

He turned his gaze towards Ling Xiao and sighed, "What a pity! Such a gifted disciple, why isn't he a member of my Holy Mark Sect?"

The old man's words made everyone present feel a pity. They all knew that Ling Xiao's talent was top-notch in the entire sect. If he could join the Holy Mark Sect, it would definitely bring great glory to the sect.

However, the reality is cruel. Ling Xiao chose to join the Tianxia Association. Without special circumstances, it would be difficult for their Shengwen Sect to get Ling Xiao.

The old man shook his head, as if he felt helpless about Ling Xiao's situation. He turned and left, leaving only his voice: "Whether that kid can repair the mountain protection formation or not, let him observe the small fusion formation. After all, he is a talented young man, so it's not a bad idea to establish a relationship with him. It may be beneficial to us in the future."

Lu Hang and the others were still in a daze. They looked at each other, as if they were confused by the old man's profound vision, and didn't understand why he was so optimistic about Ling Xiao, a young rising star. However, while they were still thinking, the battle on the ring had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Originally, Saint Envoy Bai was doing his best to resist the giant sword that fell from the sky. His face was solemn, and he formed seals with his hands, trying his best to inject holy power into his defense. However, just as he was concentrating, a shocking scene happened.

On the left and right sides of Saint White, the void suddenly twisted, as if there was an invisible force pulling it. Then, two giant swords identical to the previous ones condensed again, emitting dazzling light, and slashed at Saint White at the same time with the force of thunder.

Saint Bai's face turned pale instantly. He obviously did not expect Ling Xiao to launch such an exquisite attack. He tried his best to form seals with both hands, trying to resist the power of the two giant swords.

However, the attack was too sudden and too powerful. Although he tried his best, he still couldn't completely block the power of the giant sword.

With a loud bang, Saint Envoy Bai was knocked back by the combined force of the two giant swords and fell heavily under the ring. He lay on the ground in a very embarrassed state, his whole body was covered in blood, his clothes were torn, and it was obvious that he had suffered serious injuries.

Bai Shengshi was not dead, but he no longer had the energy to be angry, and even had difficulty speaking. He lay there, his eyes full of resentment and anger. He looked in Ling Xiao's direction, his eyes flashing with a vicious light.

Ling Xiao stood on the ring, his eyes calm and deep. He was not excited or proud of defeating the White Saint Envoy, but seemed very calm and rational.

He knew that killing the White Saint Envoy here would only bring endless trouble and danger to himself and the Holy Mark Sect. Therefore, he did not kill him, but only defeated the White Saint Envoy.

Seeing this, Lu Hang and the others finally came back to their senses. They looked at Ling Xiao's figure with their eyes full of admiration and praise. If Saint Envoy Bai died here, they would not be able to give an explanation to the Holy Hall.

"Thank you, senior, please show mercy!" Ling Xiao smiled slightly on the ring, cupped his hands, and his voice revealed a bit of teasing and sarcasm.