Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 1917 Falling into the Trap: The Top Powers Also Capsize
Although both Jiumojian and Hong Qi were injured, the others were also seriously injured.

However, the enemy is obviously worse than them.

Aoi Nu, the patriarch of the Aoi family who had vowed to trouble Ling Xiao before, died on the spot.

This is the first Samsara Realm warrior killed by Jiu Demon Sword after returning to the White Tiger Continent.

The other reincarnation realm warrior who was killed turned out to be a Venerable of the Xuanfeng Temple in the Thirteenth Hall of the Xuanwu Temple, who controlled the Xuanfeng Temple and had a status comparable to Lawlessness.

Apart from the two of them, there were more than a hundred guards who died in the Xuanwu Temple, all of whom were warriors in the Yin-Yang realm.

Five half-step reincarnation realm warriors also died tragically, all of them were killed by Hong Qi.

Such a battle would definitely not satisfy the Xuanwu Temple.

Suddenly, Jiu Demon Sword frowned, the black sword in his hand flickered, and his eyes were fixed on the distance.

A moment later, an old man appeared in his line of sight, which made his face ugly.

"It's actually him!"

Jiu Demon Sword smiled wryly: "Old Hong, take them away later, as far as you can escape, leave the next thing to me."

"Who is he?"

Hong Qi asked.

"The suzerain of Xuanwu Temple—Xuanming!"

Jiumojian sighed and said, "I'm not his opponent, and the gap is huge. Even if I fight him, I'm afraid I can only support about a hundred moves."

"Why did he come? Could it be that my good grandson has done something important in the Xuanwu Temple again?"

Hong Qi became suspicious.

The suzerain of the Xuanwu Temple would definitely not show up easily. Since he showed up today, it must be a big event.

While speaking, that Xuanming had already appeared in front of their eyes.

The distance was very close, and the terrifying coercion made Dan Feng and the others unable to straighten up at all, as if they were being suppressed by a mountain.

Among the crowd, only Liquor Demon Sword and Hong Qi could stand upright.

But what was surprising was that although Long Chen didn't stand up straight, he actually took a step forward, his whole body shone with golden light, and a terrifying dragon roar erupted, preventing him from falling down after all.

"Oh? It seems that the rumors are true. You are indeed a real Dragon Clan. Interesting, interesting. Who is this Ling Xiao? There are not only the Black Feather People, but also the Dragon Clan, and even you, a rebellious The wine demon sword will help."

Xuan Ming was really surprised and confused.

Although Ling Xiao did show terrifying potential and ability, but his strength is average after all, why would these people give their allegiance to this kid?
He doesn't quite understand.

Hard to understand.

"Old dog, stop talking nonsense, where is Leng Mei?"

At this moment, another voice came from the sky, Ling Xiao came through the sky, although all the bones in his body had been broken, they were still healing at an accelerated rate.

His body was temporarily propped up by the Shadow Son, and his speed was not as fast as when he was at his peak, but it was still not slow.

"Nature came with me."

Xuan Ming was very angry because Ling Xiao dared to call him an old dog.

But this is not the time to explode your temper. After the hostage exchange, it will not be too late to torture Ling Xiao.

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and Leng Mei was released. Although he didn't know what method he used, it was really clever.

"Senior Liquor Demon Sword, Grandpa, you bring others with me."

Ling Xiao greeted, and flew to the ruined Aoi Temple.

Although everyone didn't know what happened, they were also very shocked.

How dare Ling Xiao call the old dog Xuanming, and the old dog didn't get angry and kill him?
But at this time they didn't have time to think about it, and they all followed Ling Xiao into the ruins of the Aoi Temple.

"Boom!"

Ling Xiao split open a pile of ruins with his palm, revealing an entrance, and then rushed in.

This is the former sacrificial hall of the Aoi Temple. Although it was suppressed by the ruins, it still did not collapse, and the quality is excellent.

Xuan Ming did not hesitate, and followed in almost at the same time.

This is Yigao's boldness, he thinks that no one can pose a threat to him.

After everyone entered the sacrificial hall, a large number of guards came outside the Aoi Temple, completely surrounding the place.

"Don't let a single mosquito out, do you hear me? Anyone who dares to break in will be killed!"

Xuan Ye was very angry.

Under his nose, Xuanfeng was kidnapped. This kind of insult made him furious.

"Yes!"

The guards responded loudly.

I don't know how many years, and this has never happened.

Some people dared to provoke the Xuanwu Temple during the White Tiger Meeting, even killed so many people in the Xuanwu Temple, and even held the supervisor of the Xuanwu Temple hostage.

They can't stand it either.

In the sacrificial hall, Ling Xiao finally stopped, and then turned to Xuan Ming and said, "Let's release people at the same time!"

"can!"

Xuan Ming nodded.

He didn't know why Ling Xiao chose to exchange hostages here, and he didn't feel any fresh breath here, it was still permeated with a strong immortal energy, which was always released by Wan Lei Jedi.

He is very familiar.

The atmosphere in the Xuanwu Temple is stronger than here.

It is impossible for him to suffer from such a hostage exchange.

"It's a pity girl, you could have become the most feared killer on the Xuanwu Continent."

Xuan Ming pushed Leng Mei out.

At the same time, Ling Xiao also pushed Xuanfeng out.

At that moment, the corner of Xuan Ming's mouth raised a sneer, his figure suddenly flashed, and rushed towards Xuan Feng.

"What a stupid boy, are you worthy of exchanging hostages with this old man? Today, all of you here will have to pay the price in blood!"

"Really? Stupid and arrogant old dog, do you really think it doesn't make any sense for me to choose to exchange hostages here?"

Ling Xiao didn't move, nor did he let the Jiumo sword move.

He just stood there, looking at Xuan Ming as if watching a joke.

Xuan Ming froze for a moment, then sneered and said: "You are too naive to use such words to scare the old man."

He didn't stop, and still rushed towards Xuanfeng, at the same time, grabbed Leng Mei who had already been released.

However, at this moment, an extremely strong sense of crisis took root in his body.

Years of fighting experience told him that he was now in a very dangerous situation.

Although he didn't know what the danger was, he never dared to be negligent. He gave up saving Xuanfeng, and even abandoned Leng Mei, who he had obtained, and suddenly circulated his samsara energy to prepare for defense.

In the void, a hand stretched out and patted his back.

Xuan Ming hastily turned around and slapped him away.

"Boom!"

After meeting palms, the whole sacrificial hall shook unexpectedly.

Many parts of the Aoi Temple, which had already been turned into ruins, collapsed again.

"what?"

Xuan Ming froze for a moment.

The palm of the opponent is really strong.

It was on par with him.

But why did he feel such a familiar breath and power, as if he was fighting with himself.

This feeling is really weird, as if I have seen the same thing somewhere.

(End of this chapter)