Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

At that moment, the air seemed to solidify, and everything around was still. Only Uncle Hong's extremely terrifying palm wind was whistling in the air, like the Five Finger Mountain of Buddha slowly pressing down, with a suffocating sense of oppression.

This blow not only contained Uncle Hong's profound cultivation, but also expressed his deep concern for Ling Xiao's safety. He knew that only in this way could he forcibly change Ling Xiao's decision and protect him from the impending disaster.

However, he also understood that if this palm really fell, it would not only break Ling Xiao's stubbornness, but also leave an indelible shadow in his heart.

But Uncle Hong could no longer care about so much, he had to do it. With his low roar, the terrifying palm wind finally broke out, with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, and hit Ling Xiao.

At this moment, it seemed that even the sky and the earth changed color. Wherever the palm wind passed, the air was torn apart, emitting bursts of piercing screams.

Facing this sudden blow, Ling Xiao's face was solemn, but there was no retreat in his eyes.

He knew Uncle Hong's intention and the power of this palm. However, he knew better that he couldn't just give up. So he gritted his teeth and used all his internal strength to prepare for this fateful blow.

The two powerful forces collided in the air, causing a strong energy fluctuation, shrouding everything around in chaos. At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and everyone's eyes were focused on this point, looking forward to the result.

Ling Xiao stood there, his face indifferent, but his eyes flashed with hesitation and wisdom that could not be ignored. I know that it is not wise to be an enemy of a junior like Ling Xiao, especially when the "hostility" actually comes from deep care and expectations.

Therefore, when Ling Xiao's attack came like a storm, I not only did not choose to resist it with force, but quickly calculated a more sophisticated response strategy in my heart.

At that moment, I seemed to see the maturity and wisdom beyond age under Fu Yuan, as well as the endless pursuit and cold love for martial arts.

Looking at the battlefield where only one person was left, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with a gleam of hope. I was surprised by the strength shown by Fu Yuan, and I was also pleased that I could resolve the conflict so skillfully.

I know that the next road will be more difficult and safer, but I am already afraid, because in my heart, there is nothing more important than life to protect.

Ling Xiao heard this, and a simple look flashed across his face. He was neither helpless with Uncle Hong's insistence nor recognized my filial piety. I sighed heavily and was about to persuade him, but suddenly my face changed suddenly, as if I had noticed something major.

The arrival of those weaklings broke the original tranquility and confrontation, and the whole atmosphere instantly became relaxed. Uncle Hong frowned, and I could feel the hostility and threat emanating from those weaklings, but I did not shrink, but became more hesitant in my determination to take my mother away.

Uncle Hong stood in place, with a faint earthy yellow light flowing around him. This was the unique breath of the small earth dragon soul, steady and heavy. My eyes revealed a deep understanding and control of that piece of land. This was the unique ability given to me by the small earth dragon soul, and it was also the most solid front shield in my seven-line dragon soul system.

The wind around me seemed to be still, and the air was filled with an indescribable tranquility and solemnity. Uncle Hong's sudden disappearance and reappearance was not only a perfect display of my personal strength, but also a profound touch to Ling Xiao and even the hearts of those who did not witness that scene.

The lineup of dozens of weaklings was undoubtedly extremely shocking, and seven of them had even reached the amazing cultivation of Tongtian Realm. We stood in the void, surrounded by the indescribable power of the laws of heaven and earth, as if we had merged with the heaven and earth, and every move could resonate with the heaven and earth.

I narrowed my eyes and looked at the place where Uncle Hong should have stood in disbelief, with simple emotions surging in my heart - surprise, admiration, and perhaps a trace of relief.

As I thought about it, circles of brilliant light suddenly bloomed on my feet. This light seemed to contain the purest power of the seven elements between heaven and earth, shining against each other and beautiful.

Facing Ling Xiao, Uncle Hong's tone was sincere: "Ling Xiao, you know your painstaking efforts and bad intentions, but in your heart, is there anything more important than the safety of your family? You are willing to be your enemy, and you are willing to escape alone when your mother is in danger. Today, if you want to leave, you must take your mother with you. That is your responsibility and responsibility as a son."

I saw my figure flash, and it seemed to be integrated into the small land. I disappeared in an instant. When I reappeared, I was already a hundred meters away, leaving only a faint fluctuation of the earth element in the air, proving my existence just now.

The small earth dragon soul is only connected to my blood, and it has become weaker because of absorbing the heart of the earth in the southern region. It has become an indispensable part of my strength, allowing Fu Yuan's attainments in earth-attributed martial arts to reach an astonishing level.

"Seven-line escape technique..." Ling Xiao muttered to himself. Those seven words seemed to carry a heavy weight in my mouth. I know very well how rare and weak that escape technique is. It requires the warrior to have a deep understanding of the power of the seven elements, and it also requires the power of the martial soul to perform it.

Wrapped in the light, Uncle Hong's figure became blurred, as if being pulled by a tangible force, and disappeared from the original place in an instant, leaving only a faint fluctuation in the air and Ling Xiao's mouth slightly opened in astonishment.

Each of these figures exudes a stronger pressure than Ling Xiao himself, and they are obviously a group of weak and powerful weaklings.

As for the mysterious source of power hidden in the body of a warrior, the quality of the martial soul directly determines the power and concealment of the escape technique. Obviously, Uncle Hong's martial soul is only one, and the quality is extremely low, which makes my escape technique so quiet that even an old man like me can't detect it.

When Fu Yuan's mind moved, the ground under his feet seemed to have no life. As my will trembled heavily, a powerful force surged out from the ground and wrapped my whole body. Earth escape technique, a magical power that is far away for special people, is as natural as breathing in Uncle Hong's hands.

"It's too late..." Ling Xiao's voice was high and light, and my eyes passed Uncle Hong and looked into the distance. I saw dozens of weak breaths on the edge of the sky like meteors, quickly approaching.

The rest of the weak ones are all at the peak of the martial soul realm. Although we are not as good as Tongtian, we all have strong breath and sharp eyes, revealing our strength that can be underestimated.

Each of Ling Xiao's attacks contained deep inner strength and experience, but all of them missed and hit the empty ground with people on it, stirring up clouds of dust.