After the man holding the sword stopped, he was breathing heavily, his eyes were like knives, staring at Ling Xiao not far away in front of him, his expression was extremely cold, as if he wanted to completely freeze the opponent on this battlefield.

"Boy, are you using me as a sparring partner?" His voice was low and threatening, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

When Ling Xiao heard this, a faint smile appeared on his lips. His eyes were clear and deep, as if he could see everything in the world.

He gently shook the long knife in his hand, and the blood on the knife splashed out, like a blooming red flower.

"Sparring partner?" He shook his head slightly, with a hint of joking in his tone: "You are not qualified yet. To be more precise, I just want to see what I can learn from a so-called 'master' like you.

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It's a pity that after fighting for a long time, you don't seem to have any special skills or insights. Otherwise, let's end it here, and continuing to fight will just be a waste of time."

After saying that, Ling Xiao gently patted the dust on his body, as if the fierce battle just now was just a trivial matter to him. His eyes were full of confidence and calmness, as if everything was under control.

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"furious!"

The face of the man holding the sword became extremely ferocious in an instant, and his eyes seemed to be burning with raging anger, staring closely at Ling Xiao in front of him. His breathing became rapid and heavy, and his chest heaved violently. It was obvious that he was extremely irritated by Ling Xiao's words.

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The moment the voice fell, the long sword in his hand suddenly trembled violently, and a dazzling cold light shone on the sword blade, as if it contained some terrible power that was about to burst out. The tip of the sword drew graceful lines in the air.

The arc, accompanied by the low roar of the sword, makes people feel chilly.

Ling Xiao stood there, his feet firmly rooted on the ground, letting the other party accumulate strength. There was a faint smile on his face, and his eyes were full of teasing and confidence. He spoke slowly, his voice calm and firm:

"I hope your last attack won't disappoint me, otherwise I would have wasted so much time."

When the man holding the sword heard this, a cruel smile appeared on his lips, as if he had seen the tragic scene of Ling Xiao's defeat.

"I won't let you wait in vain, because you will die soon." His voice was low and hoarse, full of determination and murderous intent.

Immediately afterwards, the man holding the sword suddenly widened his eyes, and his body seemed to be driven by some mysterious force, and began to spin wildly. His speed became faster and faster, almost forming a whirlwind that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, stirring up the surrounding air.

It was extremely turbid.

The next moment, the tornado rolled towards Lingxiao like a wild horse.

The figure of the man holding the sword and the long sword have been completely integrated into one, and the sword light and the figure complement each other, forming a terrifying and terrifying attack. He seems to have transformed into an indestructible sword, vowing to kill Ling Xiao completely.

here.

However, seeing this scene, Ling Xiao's eyes did not flash a trace of panic or fear. Instead, he shook his head gently, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"The power of your move is indeed quite good. The sword is as powerful as a tornado and violent winds. But after all, it is just an ordinary attack. It does not pose much of a threat to me. So, let's end this boring fight."

fighting."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao's figure suddenly moved, like a ghost, with a dazzling speed. The long knife in his hand drew a bright trajectory in the air, as if the space was divided into two.

This knife is more terrifying than any previous attack. It is not only a release of power, but also a perfect fusion of artistic conception and technique.

The sword was as bright as a dragon, carrying an unparalleled power, tearing apart all obstacles in front of it in an instant. Even the crazily rolling tornado was split into two halves by this sword, as if it was torn apart by the strong wind.

The cloth instantly lost its original power.

Bang!

With a dull loud noise, the body of the man holding the sword fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string. A deep crack appeared on his chest, and his whole body had been divided into two, and blood gushed out like a spring.

came out, dyeing the surrounding land red.

He does not have the miraculous ability of the soul to escape from a fatal blow. In this case, he was already dead. The fire of life was extinguished in an instant, leaving only a gradually cold corpse.

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The corpse also shriveled up in an instant, as if all its vitality had been drained. The blood no longer flowed, the wounds no longer squirmed, everything returned to calm, and only Ling Xiao stood there, still holding the long knife tightly.

In his hands, his eyes revealed an indescribable indifference and indifference.

Ling Xiao walked over slowly, his steps steady and calm, as if the fierce battle just now had no impact on him.

He casually picked up the other party's storage ring, touched it lightly with his fingertips, but without even looking at it, he put it away as casually as if it was just a trivial matter.

Then, he raised his eyes and looked at the city wall, his eyes were deep and calm, as if he could see everything.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, with a hint of disdain and contempt in his tone: "It's too boring to send such a waste here to die. Otherwise, you can come together and let me see your souls."

How much ability does the clan still have?"

On the city wall, Hun Wuxu frowned slightly, his eyes locked on Ling Xiao. He could clearly feel that Ling Xiao's aura was different from before, stronger than when he saw it in the dense forest that day.

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It was a qualitative leap, as if Ling Xiao had made a new breakthrough in a short period of time.

Recalling the battle that day, Hun Wuxu couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Although Ling Xiao was quite powerful at that time, he was still just an ant-like existence in front of him, and he could kill him in an instant.

However, today's Ling Xiao is no longer what he used to be, and his strength is comparable to Zhang Ruochen, the existence that once made him feel troublesome.

Hun Wuxu knew that Ling Xiao could no longer win as easily as before. Although he was confident that he could eventually defeat Ling Xiao, it would definitely be a difficult battle and require him to pay more.

This made him feel a little afraid and awe of Ling Xiao, and at the same time, he became more determined to get rid of him quickly.

"This guy is teasing us!" Soul gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with angry flames, as if he wanted to eat Ling Xiao alive. He clenched his fists and his body trembled slightly. It was obvious that he was extremely angry.

He raised his head suddenly, looked at Hun Wuxu firmly, and said with unquestionable determination in his voice: "Let me go, I want to destroy him! We can't let him humiliate our soul clan so arrogantly!"
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