"Looking for death!" Yu Tianlang was completely angry, shouted angrily, his face turned red, his forehead bulged, and his whole body looked like a beast completely angered.

He suddenly waved the brush in his hand, which drew strange and sharp arcs in the air, as if writing a spell of death. With his movements, the Confucian and Saints moved again, and each step was heavy and powerful. The void under his feet seemed to be trampled out of cracks, pressing towards Ling Xiao step by step, as if it was about to crush everything.

A decisive cold light flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, which was a signal that he was preparing to fight to the death. He took a deep breath, and his chest was undulating violently, as if he wanted to suck the air around him into his body to gather the last power. As he breathed, a huge demon magic image slowly appeared behind him.

The demon god was burning with black demon flames, and the demon flame seemed to contain endless dark power. Every time he jumped, it seemed to tell the ancient and bloody legend of killing. The demon god held the huge demon sword tightly with both hands, and the demon sword was flashing with a cold light, as if he was eager for the watering of blood.

He raised the magic sword high and slashed towards the Confucian, Saint and Faxiang with an indomitable aura. This sword condensed all the strength of Ling Xiao, determined and unwilling to accept it. He wanted to prove his existence in this battle, even if he was facing an insurmountable gap, he had to do his best to fight a bloody path.

Yu Tianlang's face, which was originally with a contempt smile, instantly frozen, his eyes were full of shock, and he stood there as if he was fixed. No matter what, he would never have imagined that Ling Xiao, who was regarded as an ant, could also use the magical transformation technique.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, his eyes suddenly ignited, his teeth clattered, and he shouted viciously: "Hmph, I didn't expect you to have such a means. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant. Today, you will definitely die!" At this moment, Yu Tianlang was filled with murderous intent in his heart, and he vowed to completely erase Ling Xiao to defend his dignity and status.

With a angrily shout that shook the world, the Confucian and Saint Dharma who were emitting great righteousness all over his body moved again. He took steady and powerful steps, and every step he fell, causing the void to tremble and let out a dull roar.

He raised his broad palm high, and with endless majesty and majestic power, he slapped at where Ling Xiao was. The palm wind whistled, as if he wanted to crush everything into powder. At the same time, Yu Tianlang held a brush exuding an ancient aura, and his whole body was like a golden lightning bolt, galloping towards Ling Xiao.

I saw that the golden light was dazzling on the brush. Under his full force, it grew wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it stretched to more than one meter in the blink of an eye.

This brush is not only astonishingly long, but also as sharp as a needle and as hard as iron. It is like an invincible spear, stabbing straight towards Lingxiao. Wherever the brush passes, the void seems to be cut by a sharp blade, and a terrifying crack spreads out quickly. A chaotic aura faintly reveals the crack, which makes people frightened.

Faced with this overwhelming attack, Ling Xiao's eyes were firm and fearless, and a ray of determination flashed in his eyes. His hands danced like phantoms, and he instantly held the Bloodthirsty Sword and the God-killing Sword.

The bloodthirsty sword flashed coldly, and blood seemed to flow in the blade, emitting a creepy cold and chilling feeling; the sword of the God-killing is shining with a huge light, and runes on the sword body flashed, as if it contained the terrifying power that ruined the world.

Ling Xiao shouted softly, and his aura suddenly rose. At the same time, he activated two great magic weapons to fight towards Yu Tianlang and the Confucian and Saint Faxiang. Their momentum was like a bamboo shoot and he was moving forward.

"Bang!" A loud noise was deafening, like a thunder thunder exploded in the sky. The power of the demon gods and the Confucian and Saints and Dharma figures collided violently in the air. In an instant, energy ripples spread like bombs, spreading wildly around. The air around seemed to be ignited instantly, making a "sizzling" sound, and a hot breath came to the face.

"Bang!" Immediately afterwards, Ling Xiao and Yu Tianlang also fought head-on. The two of them rushed to each other, forming a powerful wave of air. Wherever the waves went, sand and stones flew out, and the ground was plowed out of bottomless gullies, dust filled the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

Under this strong duel, the two sides started a thrilling battle between life and death. For a moment, under the impact of powerful energy, the surrounding buildings collapsed and destroyed one after another like dominoes. Bricks and rubbles splashed everywhere, and the dust raised covered the sky and the sun. The entire battlefield seemed to be in a doomsday scene, with the ruins filled with the breath of death and destruction.

However, although Ling Xiao tried his best to burst out his ultimate power, he was still repelled again in the face of the absolute gap in strength.

His body was like a kite with a broken string, flying back uncontrollably, sliding on the ground for dozens of meters before barely stabilizing. A trace of red blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth, and his face was a little pale, but his eyes were still burning with unyielding fighting spirit. The stubborn light seemed to be announcing to the world that he would never give up easily.

Yu Tianlang looked at Ling Xiao who was repelled by him, and a sneer appeared on his face. His chest was fluctuating violently, he was breathing heavily, and his eyes were flashing with the light of victory, as if he was showing off his strength to the world.

Seeing this, the other two men of the three righteous sons were proud, with mockery and contempt for Ling Xiao on their faces, as if the victory of this battle had already been in his pocket, without any suspense.

However, just when everyone thought the overall situation was settled and the battle was about to come to an end, the situation took a staggering turn.

The next moment, Yu Tianlang's face suddenly turned pale as paper, his eyes were filled with fear and shock, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world. He seemed to feel a fatal threat coming from behind, and he hurriedly turned around and instinctively stabbed out the brush in his hand, trying to resist this unknown danger.

But strangely, the extremely sharp and invincible brush pierced into the air, as if it was imprisoned by an invisible force and stopped forcibly. Yu Tianlang's expression instantly became extremely dull, his eyes were rounded, and his face was filled with disbelief, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

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Behind him, another Ling Xiao quietly appeared. This was Ling Xiao's ancestor clone. His body exuded a mysterious and ancient aura, as if he was walking from the long river of ancient times, carrying endless secrets and power.
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