Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

His pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart suddenly tightened, as if being tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He was desperate!

This master who was once famous in the martial arts world felt unprecedented powerlessness and despair at this moment.

His lips trembled, and he muttered to himself: "Is this a martial artist in the Feitian realm?" His voice was full of disbelief and fear, as if he was facing an impossible monster.

He couldn't believe that as a high-level warrior in the Tianhe realm, although he had not reached the peak, he was also a hegemon in the martial arts world. However, at this moment, he was suppressed and beaten by a little kid in the Feitian realm. How could he accept this?

His heart was full of reluctance and anger, but these emotions could not change the reality in front of him. He tried to struggle and resist, but everything seemed so powerless.

The next moment, he stopped thinking.

Because at this moment, his head had left his body and flew high into the sky. Blood spurted out like a fountain, dyeing the entire sky red, and also announced that his life had come to an end.

Ling Xiao killed another person.

His figure appeared like a ghost beside the corpse of the master, his eyes were cold and firm, as if he was doing something insignificant. He gently waved the bloodthirsty knife in his hand and retracted the scabbard, as if it had never been stained with blood.

There were still 29 people left on the other side.

These remaining strong men looked at Ling Xiao, their eyes full of fear and despair. They knew that no matter how they struggled or how they resisted, they could not change the upcoming fate.

Ling Xiao's killing continued, and their lives were like candles in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

The sun slanted on the battlefield, Duan Mu Li's face was as gloomy as water, he clenched his fists tightly, and his knuckles turned white due to the force.

He knew that he had indeed made a mistake this time. The rumors from the outside world were like fog, making it difficult for people to see the truth.

He once thought that Ling Xiao was only able to make a name for himself in this martial arts world by relying on the support of the strong behind him. However, at this moment, he had to admit that his idea was wrong.

Ling Xiao's strength was far beyond his imagination. Except that his realm had not yet reached the peak of the Tianhe Realm, his martial arts, body movements, and even combat awareness had already reached the level of a high-level Tianhe Realm peak powerhouse.

Especially when he combined that sword and the mysterious Tianluo magic tool, he was like a god of war descending to the world, invincible.

"Stop!"

Duanmu Li finally couldn't help but roared, his voice full of anger and unwillingness. He knew that if he continued like this, all the masters he brought would die here, and he would become a laughing stock in the martial arts world.

However, Ling Xiao seemed not to hear his shout, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "What? Finally willing to let me use your teleportation array?"

Although he was talking, Ling Xiao's hands did not stop. His figure shuttled across the battlefield like a ghost, and every time he made a move, a master fell.

In this moment, another person on the other side was killed, and the blood dyed the earth red, announcing the disappearance of another life.

At this moment, there were less than 30 strong men left on the battlefield, and only 28 were still struggling.

Their eyes were full of fear and despair. They knew that no matter how they struggled, they could not change the upcoming fate. Ling Xiao's killing continued, and their lives were like candles in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

The sun shone on Duanmu Li's face, but it could not reflect a trace of brilliance. His face was as gloomy as water, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and his eyes flashed with anxiety and helplessness.

His original plan was to delay time, wait for the masters on his side to arrive, and then work together to defeat Ling Xiao in one fell swoop. However, he never expected that Ling Xiao was so cunning and did not fall for his trick at all.

"If I'm not mistaken, there are still people hiding in the dark. I advise you to let him take action. Otherwise, before the strong man behind me appears, all of you will die." Ling Xiao laughed contemptuously, his voice full of confidence and ridicule.

Ling Xiao's figure shuttled through the battlefield like a ghost, and every shot was accurate and deadly. He seemed to have seen through Duanmu Li's plan and was not moved at all. There was a cold light flashing in his eyes, as if he wanted to turn all obstacles into nothingness.

At this moment of speaking, Ling Xiao had basically completed the arrangement of the Immortal Ghost Formation in his hands. The Immortal Ghost Formation is one of Ling Xiao's killer weapons, which can release powerful energy in an instant and kill the enemy.

However, this formation is not released instantly, and needs to be gradually arranged in battle. But Ling Xiao is obviously confident about this, his movements are swift and skillful, as if he has practiced it countless times.

The power of the Immortal Ghost Formation is too terrifying. It is not only a display of martial arts, but also an interpretation of the ultimate power of martial arts.

According to rumors, once this formation is set up, it can attract the vitality of heaven and earth and condense into endless ghost power. Its power is enough to shake the mountains and rivers and change the color of the wind and clouds.

Even the strong men at the peak of the Tianhe Realm seem as small as ants in front of this power. Killing them is as easy as pie, without any suspense.

When the Immortal Ghost Formation was activated, the entire space seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious and powerful force, and a heart-pounding sense of oppression permeated the air.

Those ghost powers are like invisible chains, silently entwined around every living being. As long as Ling Xiao has a thought, he can completely devour these lives and turn them into nothingness.

This is not just a contest of strength, but also an ultimate manifestation of control over life. Ling Xiao stood in the formation, as if he had become the master of this world. Every look and every movement of his was full of unquestionable majesty and power.

And those who try to challenge his authority will experience what true despair and powerlessness are under this immortal ghost formation.

For the strong men at the peak of Tianhe Realm, they may have thought that they have stood at the peak of martial arts and possessed extraordinary power and wisdom.

However, when facing the immortal ghost formation, they will realize that the true road of martial arts is endless, and the peak they pursue is just a new starting point.

While dealing with the enemy, Ling Xiao quietly arranged the immortal ghost formation. Although his opponent is also a master, he seems powerless in front of Ling Xiao.

Each of Ling Xiao's attacks was as fierce as a storm, making it impossible for the opponent to fight back. He also took this opportunity to gradually complete the arrangement of the Immortal Ghost Formation.

At this moment on the battlefield, Ling Xiao was like a king who controlled the overall situation, and every move he made was full of power and wisdom.