The holy pattern array exudes a faint holy light, shrouding everything around it, as if it is an independent small world.

With the completion of the formation, a huge illusory giant sword suddenly condensed and took shape in the holy pattern array. The giant sword was made of pure spiritual power, exuding a heart-stopping pressure, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Ling Xiao's body.

posterior heart position.

At this moment, the atmosphere of the entire battlefield seemed to have solidified. Everyone's eyes were focused on the giant sword, looking forward to its next move.

"Die!" Jiang Xiu's voice was mixed with hysterical madness and determination. At this moment, all her soul power seemed to be concentrated on the giant sword that was about to fall, and her eyes were flashing with the flame of revenge.

It was as if he had foreseen the moment of joy when his great revenge would be avenged.

The giant sword cut through the air, with a deafening roar, and went straight to Ling Xiao's back. It was unstoppable, as if even the space was being split into two.

However, at this critical moment, Ling Xiao turned his head at an incredible speed, with a hint of ridicule in his deep eyes, as if he was mocking Jiang Xiu's futility.

His voice was calm and indifferent, but it revealed unquestionable majesty: "If you didn't take action, I would have almost forgotten you. In this troubled world, living an ignoble life may be an option, but you have to come.

If you want to die, in that case, I will help you."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao had a thought in his mind, and the majestic sword intent in his body surged out like a flood that broke a bank, turning into a bright sword light that shot straight into the sky.

Although this God-killing Sword Intent is not a physical attack, its lethality is no less than that of any divine weapon. It seems to have its own will, drawing a perfect arc in the air and meeting the target accurately.

A huge illusory sword.

The two forces collided fiercely in the air, erupting with dazzling light and deafening roars. However, just a moment later, the giant sword condensed by spiritual power began to appear cracks, and then shattered suddenly, turning into little spiritual lights and dissipating.

Intangible.

However, Ling Xiao's sword intent did not diminish at all, and he continued to move forward, pointing directly at Jiang Xiu.

When Jiang Xiu saw this, her face instantly turned as pale as paper, and her eyes were full of disbelief and despair. She struggled to make a final resistance, but her body seemed to be frozen and unable to move.

Her eyes widened, as if she wanted to engrav this moment in her heart forever, but she couldn't believe that she had really been defeated like this, and defeated so completely.

Her body was still intact, but her soul completely collapsed under the impact of this powerful sword intent and turned into nothingness. At that moment, her heart was filled with unwillingness and regret. She didn't want to accept this fact, she wanted to resist

, but everything is too late.

The fire of her life was completely extinguished at this moment, leaving only an empty shell lying quietly on the land stained red with blood.

At this moment, the entire battlefield seemed to be enveloped by an invisible force and fell into an unprecedented silence.

The surrounding air solidified, and even the wind seemed to have stopped flowing, leaving only the occasional faint sound from the distance, echoing on this empty battlefield, adding a bit of eternity and terror, like a mass grave at midnight, every inch of the land

They all exuded a heart-stopping chill.

Everyone looked at each other with disbelief on their faces.

None of them expected that the first victim of this battle would be Jiang Xiu, who seemed to be in a safe place and should have been the safest. This sudden change was like a bolt from the blue, shocking everyone present.

Everyone's heart was tense, and they could not help but have an ominous premonition.

"If Jiang Taishan learns about Jiang Xiu's death, I'm afraid he will lose control completely, and the consequences..." Someone murmured in a low voice, with a bit of trembling in his voice, as if he had foreseen the coming storm.

These words were like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples and sending chills into everyone's hearts. Fear and uneasiness spread quickly like weeds.

Chen Yuan and the other strong men of the Jiang family stared blankly at Jiang Xiu who fell on the ground. Her figure looked particularly desolate and helpless under the afterglow of the setting sun.

Their throats rolled involuntarily, and they swallowed dry saliva, trying to relieve the unspeakable tension and depression. Everything around them seemed to have lost its color, leaving only endless loneliness and despair.

However, in this dead silence, a more powerful aura quietly surged. Ling Xiao's figure shuttled across the battlefield like a ghost, his eyes flashed with a cold light, as if he had been locked on

A goal.

As he shouted, "The Blood Demon breaks out!" the atmosphere of the entire battlefield changed again.

I saw the bloodthirsty sword soul in Ling Xiao's hand suddenly swung out, and a blood-red light pierced the sky, instantly turning into a ferocious and terrifying blood-colored devil.

The devil's eyes were red, and there was a cruel smile on his lips, as if a devil crawled out from under the Nine Netherworld and came to the world with endless killing and destruction intentions.

Wherever the blade passed, the air was torn, and the space seemed to be distorted by this force. All obstacles in front of it were like paper, torn apart easily.

At this moment, the entire battlefield was shrouded by this bloody devil. It was like the first ray of sunshine at dawn, illuminating the world shrouded in darkness, but at the same time it also brought endless destruction and disaster.

Everyone felt a strong sense of crisis surge into their hearts. They knew that Ling Xiao's next attack was ready, and whether they could survive this force was still unknown.

In an instant, a strong wind suddenly rose, like thousands of troops galloping past. The air waves it brought up were as if they were real, raging on the battlefield, picking up dust and fallen leaves, forming whirlpools, and sucking everything around them into it.

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There was an extremely oppressive atmosphere in the air, accompanied by bursts of roaring. The sound was low and powerful, like ancient mysterious thunder exploding between heaven and earth, shocking everyone's heart.

Ling Xiao's figure stood firm in the fierce wind and roar. The blood-red demonic energy surging around him became more and more intense, like burning flames, wrapping his figure in it, making it appear mysterious and terrifying. This demonic energy contained

With endless power and violence, it seems to be able to swallow everything, making people afraid.

Although Ling Xiao's level is not high among these people, the martial arts and martial arts he has mastered are among the strongest. Every move and every move contains the power to destroy the world.

Especially the bloodthirsty sword soul in his hand is the best among the top martial arts. It is a treasure left by the boss of the Demon Sect. It contains the wisdom and power of the Demon Sect for thousands of years, which is enough for Ling Xiao to leapfrog and crush his opponents in battle.
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