Tianfeng City, Ling family. {} novel.
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The blood had already gathered into a river of blood.
The glaring sunlight shone on the river of blood, causing people to feel dizzy.
Of the five hundred warriors who had sworn to protect the Ling family, only a little more than a hundred were left.
Of course, the enemy had paid a heavier price than this.
The battle was still going on, and no one knew how long this fierce battle would last.
Perhaps it would end when all the Ling family members were dead.
Without strength, in this world that was dominated by martial arts, one was simply in a precarious situation.
Human life was actually so fragile, so fragile that it could not even withstand a single blow.
It was like a leaf floating in the wind, easily torn into two pieces with a casual tear.
"Hu — —!"
Ling Xiao let out a long breath.
He did not find his grandfather Hong Qi and Ling Luo's figures.
Perhaps they were dead?
Or perhaps they had hidden away?
He did not know.
But not seeing their corpses did not make him feel completely hopeless.
If one observed carefully, they would be able to discover that the family members of those who had pledged their allegiance to Second Master Ling had all disappeared.
Second Master Ling really had foresight that did not match his strength. If he was the patriarch of the Ling family, perhaps Ling Xiaotian's tragedy would not have happened.
After Ling Xiaotian had rejected Feiyun's persuasion, Second Master Ling Wuhen had sensed that something was wrong. He used his fastest speed to hide all the people in his courtyard who did not have any fighting strength in the underground secret room.
At least for now, those people were still alive and would not die in vain.
Fight!
Fight until the last drop of blood flowed out!
Ling Xiao did not intend to hide anything, because he knew that if he did not use his full strength today, the next one to die would definitely be him.
"Senior Sister Yixue, dodge!"
A loud shout rang out.
Ling Xiao made a shocking move.
He gave up on escaping and decided to use his body to attract the attacks of the four Martial Masters.
He could not watch Ling Yixue be killed.
He also could not watch the four Martial Masters free up their hands to deal with the other Ling family members.
Of course, he was not sending himself to death.
He dared to do this because he still had the confidence to save his life.
"What can you do?"
Shi Long looked at Ling Xiao with disdain, but his attack suddenly stopped.
Li Yunsheng and the other two Martial Masters also stopped attacking.
These people weren't stupid. They knew that Ling Xiao was a crafty fellow. Flying Wood's death just now really shocked everyone.
They didn't want to become the second Flying Tree.
Ling Xiao didn't say anything. He just looked at Shi Long and the others indifferently.
There was no hatred or fear in his eyes, only coldness.
It was as if he had no emotions at all.
He really wanted to see through the bodies of these people and see if their hearts were black. How could they be so cruel and heartless?
They were all humans, but they were willing to serve the Invaders and kill their own kind.
"This brat is strange!"
Even a martial master of Shi Long's level felt goosebumps when he saw Ling Xiao's ice-cold eyes.
Not only were those eyes cold, but they were also deep, as if they contained a vast and boundless world. It was impossible to tell what the owner of those eyes was thinking.
"What? The dignified Shi Family Patriarch is actually so scared when facing me, a mere martial artist in the early sixth level of the Martial Vein?"
Ling Xiao's eyes were filled with disdain and contempt.
"Brat, since you're courting death, I'll fulfill your wish! The three of you, go and kill that woman! "
Shi Long was furious. He was a dignified martial master in the seventh level of the Martial Vein. To be looked down upon by a junior who was still wet behind the ears was simply a disgrace.
He had already seen Ling Xiao's "Terrifying Finger" just now. He believed that it was definitely Ling Xiao's strongest move.
As long as he was careful, he would definitely be fine.
He snorted coldly with a cold expression. Although Ling Xiao's talent was very strong and even very cunning, what happened to Flying Wood was just an accident. He absolutely didn't believe that the same thing would happen a second time.
Powerful True Essence gushed out from Shi Long's body. It was so powerful that it was suffocating.
A Martial Master was indeed a Martial Master. He was completely different from martial artists below the sixth level of the Martial Vein.
He didn't have a weapon, and he disdained to use one.
With a palm strike, the power was not inferior to a weapon in the slightest.
That terrifying True Essence actually condensed into a large palm print that seemed to have substance. Then, it ruthlessly slapped down towards Ling Xiao's head.
This palm strike wasn't the slightest bit flashy. It only had terrifying power.
As the saying goes, one can defeat ten.
When the power reached a certain level, it was difficult to make up for the lack of skill.
"Break for me!"
Ling Xiao didn't move.
However, a blooming cherry tree appeared behind him. The cherry blossoms danced in the air, turning into specks of light that looked like shooting stars.
Following that, they condensed together, forming a gigantic sword made of cherry blossoms. It directly pierced towards Shi Long's gigantic palm.
As for this gigantic sword, it seemed to know where the weakest part of the gigantic palm print was. It actually accurately struck its weak point.
"Crack!"
An astonishing crisp sound rang out, and the gigantic palm print actually shattered.
Shi Long's gigantic palm trembled from the shock. A layer of skin was actually pierced through the tip of his finger, and a drop of blood fell to the ground.
"Ninja soul? No! This is a Martial Spirit! And it's a complete Martial Spirit! "
Shi Long was shocked. He clearly remembered that this Cherry Tree Ninja Soul belonged to Flying Wood, but how did it become Ling Xiao's Martial Spirit?
Furthermore, this wasn't Li Xinghui's broken Martial Spirit. This was a complete Martial Spirit in the true sense.
He wasn't the only one who was shocked.
On the other side, Feiyun, who was fighting with Ling Xiaotian, was distracted when he saw Ling Xiao use Flying Wood's Ninja Soul. As a result, Ling Xiaotian seized the opportunity to injure him with a palm strike.
If it wasn't for Li Yunsheng rushing over to save him, Feiyun would have died here today.
"Thief, how did you get Flying Wood's Ninja Soul? Tell me, or I'll kill you!"
Feiyun was injured and spat out blood.
However, it couldn't compare to the anger in his heart that made him feel worse.
"What a joke. You'll kill me even if I don't tell you."
Ling Xiao looked at Feiyun with contempt. Since he had used Flying Wood's Ninja Soul today, he didn't plan to live anymore.
Even if he died in battle, he would drag one or two down with him.
Ever since he had advanced to the sixth level of the Martial Vein, the Mountain and River Martial Spirit had gained a special ability — — Devouring Battle Spirit.
The so-called Battle Spirit referred to the Martial Spirit, Ninja Soul and other soul intents that could be used to fight.
Ling Xiao's original plan was to steal Li Xinghui's broken Martial Spirit, but he didn't expect that the first thing he devoured would be Flying Wood's Ninja Soul.
Of course, when he used it, the Ninja Soul became a Martial Spirit.
A Martial Spirit that could truly fight.
The Mountain and River Martial Spirit was all-encompassing.
Ling Xiao seemed to be able to gradually understand the meaning behind this.
"Shi Long, you and Li Yunsheng work together to deal with Old Man Ling. I'll deal with Ling Xiao!"
No matter what, Feiyun could not tolerate Flying Wood's Ninja Soul being taken over by Ling Xiao. He wanted to kill Ling Xiao and use Ling Xiao's head to pay tribute to the dead Flying Wood.
"Yes, Lord Envoy!"
To be honest, Shi Long was not confident in facing Ling Xiao.
This brat wasn't strong, but he had too many strange methods, it was simply impossible to guard against. Although he wasn't afraid of being killed by the other party, if he were to embarrass himself and let the other party take advantage of him, then he would lose all of his face as the City Lord.
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