Behind Ling Xiao, a black figure gradually took shape. That figure was like a demon, with a cold and cruel appearance.
The sword in his hand also became more and more fierce as the figure took shape.
"Ling Xiao, today I will tell you who is qualified to be the sect master's last disciple, who is the true genius!"
The terrifying howling of the cold wind became louder and louder.
The speed of Yin Mountain's rotation seemed to have reached a certain limit.
"Die!"
His voice was filled with incomparable malice and coldness.
Yin Shan had already discussed with the first sect elder.
Today, he would take Ling Xiao's life in this battle.
Even if the sect master investigated later, he would definitely not kill him for a dead person.
After all, the sect master was interested in Ling Xiao's talent, not that person.
If Ling Xiao was killed by him, it proved that Ling Xiao was inferior to him. Then, what reason would the sect master have to avenge Ling Xiao?
"Yin Mountain's Deadly Storm!"
Yin Shan let out a cold shout.
As his body rapidly spun towards Ling Xiao, the huge and terrifying tornado had almost occupied an area of dozens of meters in diameter.
Wherever it passed, not a single blade of grass grew, and the ground was also cut into a mess.
Then, people saw the terrifying storm completely enveloping Ling Xiao.
Smoke and dust filled the sky, and the wind whistled.
No one could see what was happening clearly.
The terrifying storm had created a huge pit that was three to four meters deep on the ground.
Most of the onlookers swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Such a terrifying attack, not to mention Ling Xiao, even if a warrior with a cultivation stronger than Yin Shan was hit, he would probably be seriously injured even if he did not die, right?
People stared nervously at the gradually dissipating storm.
They could not see any figure, and they could not even feel a person's aura. There was only a violent force roaring crazily.
It was as if Ling Xiao had been turned into dust under this attack.
Yin Mountain's rotation finally gradually stopped.
The huge mountain-splitting axe supported the ground, and a tired expression appeared on his face.
Sweat dripped down from his forehead.
It was obvious that this attack had consumed a great deal of his energy.
However, he didn't care. As long as he could destroy Ling Xiao, he didn't care about anything else.
His Deadly Tempest was his strongest move.
He was at the First Sky of Immortal Grade.
In the past, he had used this move to kill a martial artist from the Chen Kingdom's royal family, who was at the eleventh level of the Yin Yang Realm.
Therefore, he was absolutely confident that even if Ling Xiao could challenge someone of a higher level, he would still be able to defeat him.
However, his cultivation was only at the peak of the tenth level of the Yin-Yang Realm. How could he survive this attack?
Thinking of this, although he was tired, his face still showed an excited expression.
Yin Mountain stopped rotating.
The storm also quickly dissipated.
Countless people turned their attention to the center of the storm.
This was because they really wanted to know if the young hero Ling Xiao, who had recently risen to fame, was really that powerful.
Could he really contend against a powerhouse like Yin Shan?
Boom!
The storm suddenly dispersed.
It didn't seem to have dissipated naturally. Instead, it seemed to have been directly shattered by someone.
A sword was raised high.
It pointed to the sky.
The sharp Sword Qi blocked all the storm outside.
Just now.
Ling Xiao used the First Sky of Immortal Grade Martial Skill, Dark Sword Demon.
However, it wasn't used to attack. It was used to defend.
He succeeded.
Not only did the Dark Sword Demon block Yin Shan's attack, but it also completely tore the terrifying storm apart.
In the center of the storm, a figure with purple lightning flashing all over his body stood proudly with a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth.
However, no one noticed the Gate of Hell that flashed in the sky.
That was the moment the Gate of Hell opened.
However, because of the storm, many people ignored it.
That's right, Ling Xiao broke through again.
This was all thanks to Yin Shan's fierce attack.
If this attack wasn't powerful enough, Ling Xiao definitely wouldn't be able to break through.
Now, his cultivation had basically recovered to the level he reached when he fought with Chen Cangxiong.
The early stage of the eleventh level of the Yin-Yang Realm.
With this cultivation, if he used all his trump cards, he could even defeat a martial artist at the peak of the eleventh level.
Of course, it would be troublesome to deal with a martial artist at the early stage of the twelfth level of the Hell.
However, as long as he used the Butterfly Lady's Soul and the Bloody Rat Demon, he could still defeat them.
However, Ling Xiao didn't want to use the Bloody Rat Demon so easily. The regression of his cultivation gave him a headache.
This move was better left for when there was no other way.
Seeing that Ling Xiao was safe and sound, other than his clothes being a little messy, there was no trace of injury.
Yin Shan's eyes were filled with disbelief.
And he had a feeling that Ling Xiao, who was standing in front of him at this moment, had become stronger than before.
He couldn't even fight back.
"Is it fun?"
Ling Xiao raised his head slightly, looked at Yin Shan with a faint smile, and asked casually.
Fun?
This guy actually thought that the ultimate move that I painstakingly used was fun?
Damn it!
Yin Shan held the Mountain-splitting Axe tightly in his hand. His anger continued to condense in his body.
However, at this moment, he didn't attack impulsively.
This was because he had keenly discovered just how tyrannical Ling Xiao's strength was.
"You've had your fun. Now, it's my turn."
Ling Xiao had just broken through and wanted to find an opponent to test his skills.
The feeling of having one's cultivation base restored was truly amazing.
"What did you say?"
Yin Shan didn't understand what Ling Xiao meant. Suddenly, in his eyes, the figure wrapped in purple lightning suddenly approached.
Retreat!
Yin Shan made a wise choice. He faced Ling Xiao and used the Yin Wind to quickly retreat.
However, no matter how wise his choice was, it couldn't change the fact that Ling Xiao's strength had far surpassed his at this moment.
Ling Xiao, whose strength had increased, had also increased his speed.
Although Yin Shan had already retreated in advance, he had only retreated less than two meters when he realized that the tip of Ling Xiao's sword had already touched his clothes.
At that moment, he felt a chill that he had never felt before.
He waved the huge Mountain-splitting Axe, wanting to block Ling Xiao's sword.
"Don't be so afraid. I won't kill you. I also want to have some fun."
Ling Xiao's cold voice sounded in Yin Shan's ears.
It made him feel even more terrified.
At this moment, he didn't want to continue fighting back. He put away the huge axe, and his body became more agile.
With the wind under his feet, he turned his body again and quickly got away from Ling Xiao. Moreover, he suddenly dodged to the side.
In the past, when he used this kind of special skill, even the Red Witch couldn't do anything to him.
He didn't believe that Ling Xiao could keep up with him.
However, this confidence only lasted for a moment.
This was because he realized that he had moved, and he had moved a distance of four to five meters.
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