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Chapter 123

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Feiyun took a deep breath and a cloud appeared behind him.

It was a dark cloud.

It was as if it was made of black steel.

It gave people the feeling that it was more like a ball of steel than a cloud.

But the shape was undoubtedly a cloud.

"Nature Ninja Soul!"

Ling Xiao frowned as he looked at the dark cloud. He could feel that this Feiyun was stronger than Feimu. Even if he had the Sakura Tree Martial Spirit, he would not be a match for this person.

"That's right, Nature Ninja Soul! It is also the strongest type of Ninja Soul! "

Feiyun said proudly.

Ninja Souls were the same as Martial Spirits. They were divided into Nature, Animal, Plant, and Transcendent.

There was no conclusion as to whether Nature was the strongest or not. But generally, under the Transcendent Realm, Nature was definitely the strongest.

Nature was the Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth and their mutated attributes. Feiyun's Dark Cloud Ninja Soul was a mutated Nature Ninja Soul.

Animal and Plant were easy to understand. Li Xinghui's broken Martial Spirit "White Tiger Remnant Soul" was an Animal Martial Spirit.

Feimu's Sakura Tree Ninja Soul was a Plant Ninja Soul.

As for Transcendent, it was more complicated. Generally speaking, Transcendent Martial Spirits or Ninja Souls did not have a special form. This kind of Martial Spirit was more of a buff to the martial artist's body and then produce special changes.

"There is no difference in strength between Martial Spirits. The key is the user. Feimu's Sakura Tree Ninja Soul could have been used better, but he was too stupid. He might as well have let me use it."

Ling Xiao looked at Feiyun indifferently.

At this moment, Feiyun was already very agitated. Coupled with the fact that he was hit by Ling Xiaotian, he was quite injured.

Although it was temporarily suppressed, it was impossible for it to not have any effect.

What Ling Xiao wanted to do was to make Feiyun continue to be angry and lose his mind. Only then would he have a chance of survival.

"Die!"

Feiyun was in a fit of anger and could not withstand Ling Xiao's provocation.

In his anger, the Ninja Soul behind him suddenly changed. Dense raindrops flew towards Ling Xiao like arrows.

"Good!"

Ling Xiao suddenly withdrew his Cherry Tree Martial Soul, and a huge body suddenly appeared between Feiyun and Ling Xiao.

If those terrifying raindrops really hit Ling Xiao's body, even ten Ling Xiao's would die without a doubt.

After all, the difference in strength between him and Feiyun was too great.

However, how could Ling Xiao be so stupid?

He wouldn't throw his life away for no reason.

The body between him and Feiyun was none other than the corpse of the Herculean Ape that he had picked up from the Dragon Submission Mountain Range.

This was the corpse of a peak Class 8 demonic beast.

Especially the corpse of the Herculean Divine Ape, which was known for its defensive power.

Not to mention one Feiyun, even a hundred Feiyuns wouldn't be able to harm this corpse.

By the time Feiyun realized that he had been fooled, it was already too late.

Ling Xiao took the Herculean Ape's corpse out of the Mountain River World not just for defense.

"Today, I'll teach you how to use your Martial Soul!"

His voice seemed to have sentenced Feiyun to death, and a murderous aura suddenly filled the entire Ling Family.

Almost everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

It was too terrifying.

Ling Xiao actually used his Cherry Tree Martial Soul to forcefully control the Herculean Ape's corpse and punch Feiyun.

That terrifying murderous aura was the aura of a peak Class 8 demonic beast.

At this moment, the Herculean Ape was more like an armor.

It didn't have the divine power and divine abilities that a real Herculean Ape should have.

However, this was enough.

Ling Xiao hid in the Herculean Ape's body, and the branches of the Cherry Tree Martial Soul were like meridians and bones that controlled this huge armor.

Just one punch was enough to immobilize Feiyun.

Feiyun was too close to this terrifying body.

Therefore, he was the most affected.

In addition, he had already been injured by Ling Xiaotian, and he had just used the Dark Cloud Enduring Spirit with all his might, causing his True Essence to burn excessively, adding to his injuries.

As a Martial Master, he had once again paid the price of underestimating his opponent.

He was even more cowardly than Feimu.

"Boom!"

This punch shook the earth and mountains.

Feiyun's body was directly smashed into meat paste.

As for the Dark Cloud Enduring Spirit, it was also sucked into the Herculean Ape's mouth and entered Ling Xiao's Mountain River World.

This scene, in Ling Xiaotian's eyes, was simply ecstatic.

Ling Xiao's performance today was simply too dazzling.

Feimu was killed by Ling Yixue because of him.

Feiyun was simply killed by him with a single punch.

This martial artist, who was only at the early stage of the sixth level of the Martial Vein, used all sorts of special props and his astonishing calculation ability to play with the two Martial Masters in the palm of his hand.

He had to protect Ling Xiao!

He had to!

Ling Xiaotian swore that even if all the warriors of the Ling family died in battle, he would not let Ling Xiao die. Because Ling Xiao was alive, the Ling family had hope of revenge.

What he didn't know was that Ling Xiao was also completely exhausted at this moment.

After all, he had to use his early stage of the sixth level of the Martial Vein to forcefully control the corpse of a demonic beast that was equivalent to the peak of the eighth level of the Martial Vein.

Even though it was only a single punch.

However, it had consumed all of Ling Xiao's earth energy, and even his soul power was almost exhausted.

"I've tried my best. Whether I live or die, I can only leave it to fate."

He laughed bitterly and fainted directly on the Herculean Ape's corpse.

The Herculean Ape had lost the control of the Sakura Martial Spirit. It was still in the posture of punching the ground, but it was unable to move.

Even so, those who came to attack the Ling family, as well as those who betrayed the Ling family, were all frightened.

They actually stopped attacking, and their minds were extremely conflicted.

Both Feiyun and Feimu had been killed, did they still want to continue fighting?

That Ling Xiao could even kill the two emissaries, what else could he not do?

"Don't panic! Although the two emissaries died in battle, as long as we can avenge the emissaries, the ninjas will not find trouble with us! "

Shi Long was indeed worthy of being the City Lord of Tianfeng City. In the face of such a situation, he knew how to bewitch people.

"You have to understand that since the two emissaries died, the ninjas will definitely not let the Ling family go. If we run away like this, we will definitely not be able to escape death."

"Yes, you have also seen that the Herculean Ape seems to be powerful, but it can no longer move." Li Yunsheng also took this opportunity to say loudly, "That Ling Xiao killed Feiyun, so he must have been killed by Feiyun!"

When the two of them said this, the people who were not determined enough all gritted their teeth.

Anyway, they might die anyway, so they might as well listen to the two patriarchs. Anyway, even if the sky fell, there were tall people to hold it up.

What's more, they had heard of the horror and cruelty of the ninjas. If they chose to run away at this time, even if they were lucky enough to survive, once they were caught by the ninjas, they would definitely die miserably.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

As if they had suddenly taken some medicine, those who had stopped fighting went crazy again.

Was the last hope of the Ling family gone just like that?

No!

The thing on the fourth floor of the library finally flew out after accumulating all the energy.

That was a sword.

A huge sword that was more than ten feet long.

The widest part of the sword was more than one foot wide.

This sword fell in the center of the battlefield, and the bright sword light scattered in all directions.

What followed were continuous screams of agony.

"Is that the broken sword left by the ancestor? But how could it be? "

"Did the ancestor appear?"

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