Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 12916: Killing the Martial Soul Realm with One Sword

These sword energies intertwined and collided in the air, making sharp whistling sounds, like thousands of arrows shot at the same time, or like a raging storm, each of which contained terrifying power enough to tear steel apart.

Wherever the cold light passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, leaving behind clearly visible cracks in space, which made people feel palpitations and fear involuntarily.

The dense sword energy was like a large net woven from countless sharp blades, impenetrable, completely enveloping Ling Xiao, as if to trap him completely and then strangle him mercilessly.

However, facing the overwhelming sword energy, Ling Xiao seemed to be in another world. His body did not move at all, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the sneering woman.

In his eyes, the two old men and their sword energy seemed to no longer exist. Only the figure of the woman and the contempt and threat revealed in her words became his only focus.

Seeing this, the woman sneered, her smile showing both her confidence in the old man's strength and her expectation that Ling Xiao would be severely injured. She seemed to have foreseen the scene of Ling Xiao's martial arts being abolished and in a state of humiliation, and she couldn't help but feel happy.

Perhaps it was because Ling Xiao's sudden attack had just offended her dignity, her mood at the moment was extremely complicated, with both anger and a hint of pleasure, causing her eyes to flash with some complex emotions while she sneered.

"Wait until you are crippled. I'll see if you still dare to act arrogantly in front of me." There was a hint of ruthlessness and disdain in her words, as if she had already pronounced Ling Xiao's fate.

"Get out!" Ling Xiao's voice exploded in the air like thunder, full of unquestionable majesty and anger. His eyes seemed to be burning with blazing flames at this moment, staring directly at the sword net that was about to swallow him, without any fear or retreat.

At the moment when the dense and terrifying sword energy was about to collide with him, some ancient and powerful power seemed to be awakened in Ling Xiao's body. He waved his hand violently, and the bloodthirsty sword spirit in his hand instantly burst into a dazzling red light, like a surging sea of ​​blood, and like the setting sun, dyeing the surrounding air with an ominous color.

This knife seemed simple and unremarkable, but in fact it contained all of Ling Xiao's strength and will. As he swung his arm, an indescribable terrifying force erupted from the tip of the knife, like a volcanic eruption or a river bursting its banks, rushing straight towards the dense sword net with overwhelming force.

"Boom!" With a deafening noise, the red light and sword energy collided violently in the air, bursting out with dazzling light and strong air waves.

At that moment, it seemed as if even the heaven and earth changed color and space was distorted. The seemingly indestructible sword net was ruthlessly torn apart like paper under Ling Xiao's sword, and turned into speckled fragments that scattered in all directions.

The two old men at the sixth level of the Martial Soul Realm were not spared either. The swords in their hands, under Ling Xiao's blow, shattered like fragile porcelain, the fragments flew everywhere, and finally fell to the ground powerlessly, making a crackling sound.

The two old men's faces turned extremely pale, their eyes full of disbelief and fear. They wanted to retreat quickly, to escape from this terrible attack range, but they found that their bodies seemed to be restrained by an invisible force and could not move at all.

They could only watch helplessly as the destructive force approached step by step and feel the breath of death becoming stronger and stronger.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's figure seemed to have turned into an invincible god of war in their eyes. Every strike of his was full of destructive power, making people feel despair and fear. And he himself was like a cold god of death, reaping the souls of life step by step.

Ling Xiao's blade, as if driven by an invisible force, did not slow down at all, but became even faster, as if he wanted to completely smash all the obstacles in front of him. His offensive was as surging as the tide, and each blade contained the power of a tsunami, majestic and unstoppable.

As his sword fell mercilessly, a deafening roar suddenly erupted in the air, as if the heaven and earth were shaking at this moment. The wind howled wantonly under the agitation of the sword light, and the air waves swept around like huge waves, shrouding everything around in chaos and violence.

The sky and the ground were filled with dazzling sword beams, which intertwined and collided in the air, emitting dazzling light, decorating the space like daylight. However, the originally dense and terrifying sword energy was like a paper lantern, which was easily torn and shattered, and dissipated without a trace.

"not good!"

The two old men cried out in fear almost at the same time, but their voices were quickly drowned out by the roar of the sword. Although they reacted quickly, they seemed so powerless and pale under Ling Xiao's shocking sword.

Their bodies exploded instantly under the impact of the sword light, breaking into pieces like pottery jars hit by a sledgehammer. Blood spurted out like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding air and land red, forming a terrifying scene that made people's heart palpitate.

At this moment, the entire battlefield seemed to be frozen. Everyone's eyes were focused on the boy who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. His figure appeared particularly tall and mighty under the reflection of the sword.

Two powerful martial spirit realm masters were killed instantly by him in such a short time? This was beyond everyone's imagination and cognition, and everyone present was shocked and unbelievable.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and death, but Ling Xiao seemed to be outside of it all. His eyes were still firm and indifferent, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him. He stood there, like an invincible god of war, announcing his victory and glory.

This scene was like a thunderbolt that split the sky, causing the woman and the imprisoned Jiang Xiruo to freeze all their movements and thoughts, leaving only disbelief and shock. Their eyes were wide open, as if they wanted to engrave this moment forever in their hearts, and their expressions of disbelief were mixed with strong shock.

How is this done?
Everyone's mind was filled with doubts, their voices even trembled slightly, and they could hardly believe what they saw. In their minds, such a powerful force that could shake the heavens and earth and make the gods weep should be a skill that only the legendary strong can perform, not something that a seemingly ordinary boy can possess.

Jiang Xiruo, the mother who had heard about her son's extraordinary qualities, was even more pleasantly surprised. Although she knew from Jiang Xiqing that Ling Xiao was different, those descriptions were only words after all, and were far less shocking than seeing it with one's own eyes.