Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Duanmu Li was like a fish trapped in a net, and could only watch his plan fall through step by step. He knew that if this continued, his people would probably die.

"If you dare, don't let him stop me, I'll kill you!" Duanmu Li's voice echoed in the empty martial arts field. He pointed at Long Chen with trembling fingers, and his eyes flashed with anger and unwillingness.

His face was distorted, as if he was swallowed by endless hatred, and the whole person was like a beast about to lose control.

Ling Xiao stood not far away, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth. In that smile, there was both mockery of Duanmu Li and confidence in his upcoming action. He turned his head gently and said to Long Chen beside him: "Brother, don't stop him this time."

Long Chen heard this, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face. He stared at Ling Xiao, trying to read something from his eyes.

However, Ling Xiao's eyes were deep and calm, as if everything was under control. Long Chen was stunned for a moment, then nodded. Although he did not fully understand Ling Xiao's intention, he believed in Ling Xiao's judgment.

Duanmu Li saw that Long Chen really did not make a move to stop him, and a sneer flashed in his eyes. He was secretly proud in his heart, thinking that Ling Xiao was seeking his own death. He shook his body and soared into the air like a roc spreading its wings, and the whole person rushed towards Ling Xiao with a fierce momentum.

Duanmu Li in the air was agile, like a fierce eagle. He looked at Long Chen vigilantly, and seeing that the other party did not move, he was more determined to teach Ling Xiao a lesson.

He snorted coldly, his voice full of disdain and ridicule: "Since you are looking for death yourself, you can't blame me!"

With this sneer, Duanmu Li's speed increased again, rushing towards Ling Xiao like a flash of lightning.

He clenched his fists, as if he wanted to pour all his anger and unwillingness on this blow. Ling Xiao stood there, his eyes as calm as water, as if everything was within his expectations.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the martial arts field was extremely tense. Everyone held their breath and watched the fierce battle that was about to break out.

Immediately, Duanmu Li's hands were like being ignited by a raging fire, and he suddenly pressed forward. His eyes were wide open, and he roared: "Earth Fire Palm!" This roar seemed to shatter the entire world, full of endless power.

The moment the voice fell, two balls of blazing flames suddenly swept out from his palms, like two fire dragons tumbling in the air. Wherever they passed, the air was ignited and made crackling sounds.

For a moment, the entire sky seemed to be boiled, boiling violently, and the heat waves were rolling, making it impossible to look directly.

And the faces of those Tianhe Realm powerhouses behind him changed drastically. They felt the terrible power contained in this flame, and retreated violently, fearing that they would be affected by this power.

Their eyes were full of fear and awe. This was the strongest blow at the peak of the Tianhe Realm, and they could never resist it.

Duanmu Li showed a ferocious smile on his face, and he had no intention of holding back. For him, the most correct thing to do now is to kill Ling Xiao as soon as possible, otherwise his people will die. He must go all out to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

However, facing the overwhelming flames, Ling Xiao just smiled faintly, and his eyes were full of calmness and confidence. Then, he waved his hand gently, as if to dispel a breeze.

The next moment, the Immortal Ghost Formation suddenly started, and the entire battlefield seemed to be shrouded by an invisible curtain of death. The air was filled with a suffocating deathly aura, which was cold and heavy, as if it could freeze all life.

At this moment, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared in the void, like a ghost descending from the sky, with endless majesty and terror. The black shadow was so huge that it seemed to cover the sky and the sun, and it grabbed Duanmu Li who was struggling in mid-air.

Duanmu Li only felt an irresistible force binding him tightly, and his flame seemed to be absorbed by this force in an instant, and he couldn't release it at all.

His eyes were full of fear and despair. He had never felt such a terrible power, as if he had completely lost all the power to resist at this moment.

The most terrible thing was still to come. Duanmu Li, who was caught by the black shadow, found that he couldn't even mobilize the energy in his body.

He tried to activate his internal force, but no matter how hard he tried, the energy in his body seemed to be sealed by some mysterious force and couldn't flow at all.

The fear and despair surged like a tide, making him extremely terrified, as if he had seen the moment of his death.

"Let me go!" Duanmu Li roared, his voice full of despair and unwillingness. He shook his body like crazy, trying to break free from the shackles of the black shadow, but it was useless.

His struggle seemed so powerless in front of the black shadow, like a lamb caught by a giant beast, and could only helplessly wait for the arrival of fate, waiting for only endless darkness and death.

The huge black shadow was like a beast from the abyss, opening its bloody mouth, its fangs as sharp as swords, flashing with cold light, and was about to swallow Duanmu Li whole.

Duanmu Li's eyes were full of fear and despair. He struggled with all his might, but in front of the absolute power of the black shadow, everything seemed so powerless.

At this critical moment, a figure flew out from the deepest part of the courtyard like an arrow from a bow, as fast as lightning, trying to rescue Duanmu Li at the last moment.

However, it was too late, and the figure could only watch Duanmuli being swallowed by the shadow, as if he had completely disappeared from the world, without leaving even a trace.

"You devil!" the figure roared, his voice full of anger and unwillingness. His face was distorted and his eyes were red, as if they were about to spit out fire.

His whole body was shaking, his hands were clenched into fists, his nails were deeply embedded in his palms, and blood was dripping from his fingertips, but he felt no pain at all.

Ling Xiao stood aside and glanced at the figure contemptuously, with a sneer on his lips: "Haha, are you finally willing to give up? I thought you would always hide in the dark and be a coward."

Hearing this, the figure's face became even more gloomy, and he said coldly: "Do you really think you can escape from the Duanmu family? Do you think that you, a little devil, can do whatever you want in our Duanmu family?"

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, with amusement and disdain flashing in his eyes: "You still have people... Huh, why should I, Ling Xiao, be afraid? Today, even if all of you Duanmu family come out, I, Ling Xiao, will still kill you!"

As he spoke, Ling Xiao exuded a powerful aura, which was the majesty and confidence of a strong man at the pinnacle of martial arts.