Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 12857 Jiang Zhunian, dead!

Although the power of this whirlwind blade array was not very great, being only equivalent to a strike from the peak of the Primordial Realm, in Ling Xiao's opinion, this was enough.

He knew clearly that although the group of people on the opposite side was large in number, there were only three people who could really match him - the three warriors who had reached the Wuhun realm. The rest were just warriors in the Hunyuan realm, and their strength was far from comparable to his.

Ling Xiao calculated in his mind that once this violent wind and chaotic blade formation was released, those warriors in the Hunyuan realm would be destroyed instantly.

Among the remaining three martial soul realm masters, Jiang Zhunian has been seriously injured and his strength has been greatly reduced; although the other two can barely block the attack of the whirlwind blade array, their attention and vigilance will be greatly reduced.

With the decision made in his mind, the holy artifact in Ling Xiao's hand immediately released its powerful power.

The next moment, an ancient and mysterious atmosphere filled the air, and a huge holy pattern array slowly emerged on the ground, emitting a dazzling light, like the scorching sun in the sky, making it impossible to look directly at it.

The moment the whirlwind blade formation was released, the entire battlefield seemed to be plunged into chaos and confusion.

The sky was covered by an extremely dazzling light, which was like a scorching sun that suddenly descended and hurt people's eyes.

In the center of this light, a huge holy pattern array slowly emerged. Its patterns were complex and mysterious, as if it contained some ancient and powerful power.

As the Holy Mark Formation was fully deployed, a strong energy wave emanated from the formation. This wave quickly spread to the entire battlefield, causing the surrounding air to tremble.

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind arose, and the wind was so strong that it seemed to be able to tear the sky and the earth apart.

The howling wind raged across the battlefield, sweeping up gusts of dust and gravel. These gusts of dust and gravel spun rapidly in the wind, forming huge whirlwinds. These whirlwinds were like giant dragons tumbling in the air, making deafening roars.

What was even more shocking was that the gust of wind was not just an ordinary storm. In the gust of wind, sharp blades appeared out of thin air. They were as sharp as real objects and flashed with cold light.

These sharp blades danced wildly in the wind, like giant scissors, ruthlessly cutting everything around them.

"what--"

"What the hell is this!"

"Run, I don't want to die!"

……

Screams echoed in the empty battlefield. The Jiang family's secret guards brought by Jiang Zhunian seemed so fragile in front of this fierce wind and chaotic blade formation, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and more than a dozen of them were killed in an instant.

Their bodies were cut into pieces by the sharp blades of the strong wind, blood splattered everywhere, and the scene was horrifying.

Jiang Zhunian watched all this in horror, his face as pale as paper, his eyes full of despair. The secret guards he brought with him were originally his most trusted force, but now they were so vulnerable under this fierce wind and chaotic blade formation.

His heart was filled with anger and unwillingness, but he knew more clearly that he had no way out at this moment.

Only he and two deputy commanders of the Secret Guard were left struggling to hold on. Although they were all strong men in the Martial Soul Realm, they were powerless in front of the Wild Wind and Chaotic Blade Formation.

Although their defensive treasures could temporarily withstand the attacks of the sharp wind blades, cracks had already begun to appear under the endless cutting.

At this moment, Ling Xiao did not give them any chance to breathe. His eyes were cold, and he swung the weapon in his hand violently, releasing the bloodthirsty knife intent and the god-killing sword intent at the same time.

These two powerful forces instantly condensed into an invisible sword energy, whistling towards the two deputy commanders of the secret guards.

"puff!"

"puff!"

Two muffled sounds rang out almost at the same time. The defensive treasures of the two Secret Guard deputy commanders seemed so fragile in front of this sword energy. They only resisted for a moment before the sword energy pierced through their souls.

At this moment on the battlefield, the two deputy commanders of the Jiang family's secret guards suffered heavy damage from Ling Xiao's soul technique, but their vitality was still strong. After all, as elites secretly trained by the Jiang family, their cultivation levels were not low, and they were definitely not people who could be easily killed.

However, the problem was that although they were still alive, after being injured, their bodies had completely lost the ability to resist the whirlwind and chaotic blade formation.

Those sharp blades poured down like a rainstorm, ruthlessly cutting their bodies and cutting them into pieces. Each blade was like a messenger from hell, carrying the breath of death and making people shudder.

The four deans stood not far away and witnessed this scene. They looked at the debris and body parts all over the ground and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

These Jiang family's secret guards were usually majestic and arrogant, but now they ended up like this, which is really sad.

Jiang Zhunian was extremely anxious as he watched this scene. He knew that his current situation was extremely dangerous. If he was killed by Ling Xiao, the Jiang family would definitely not let Tianxiahui go.

So he hurriedly shouted, "What are you still standing there for? Stop him! If I die here, the Jiang family will not let you, the Tianxiahui, go!"

His voice was filled with fear and despair, but the four deans did not act immediately as he wished. Although the second dean wanted to take action, the first dean stopped him.

The headmaster looked at Jiang Zhunian deeply, and then said calmly: "Even if you save him, what can you do? After he goes back, he still won't remember our kindness, and the Jiang family will still come to trouble our Tianxiahui."

"But... this was clearly caused by Ling Xiao, why should the entire Tianxia Association bear the responsibility for him? This is simply ridiculous and makes no sense at all!"

The Second Dean's voice was filled with anger and confusion. He clenched his fists as if he wanted to vent his anger.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's voice sounded calmly and firmly: "Second Dean, please rest assured. I will bear the consequences of this matter alone." His words revealed an unquestionable determination.

Everyone's eyes turned to Ling Xiao, who looked calm, as if everything was under his control. Over there, Jiang Zhunian's body lay quietly in a pool of blood, his wide-open eyes still seeming to express his unwillingness and regret.

Jiang Zhunian, the once awe-inspiring martial arts master, actually died in this small place in the southern region. This was something he could never have imagined when he was alive. He claimed to be a strong man, but he never expected to end up like this.

His death was so similar to Shangguan Yu's death. Both of them died because of their arrogance, and both died unwillingly.

"You will take responsibility? How can you take responsibility?" The Second Dean shouted angrily. He could not understand where Ling Xiao's confidence came from. In his opinion, Ling Xiao was just a young man. How could he take responsibility for the crisis that Tianxia would face because of this incident?