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Chapter 2057

Words:2113Update:22/06/21 15:07:05

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The night was as dark as ink and the light was faint.

Ling Xian frowned. He didn't think he would be tricked by Zhao Shikong.

However, he didn't panic.

Zhao Shikong had energy to spare and it wasn't like he didn't have a trump card.

"There is no need to act calm. You are an arrow at the end of its flight. You can't even defend against one finger of mine, let alone one attack."

Zhao Shikong had a smile on his face. The way he looked at Ling Xian was like he was looking at a dead man.

"You have energy to spare, but it's not like I don't have a trump card. Who will win is still unknown."

Ling Xian's expression was calm and collected.

"Is that so? Then why don't you try. This move will send you on your way."

Zhao Shikong smiled. Other than pride, there was sarcasm.

He gathered his last bit of Qi and his left hand formed a palm. The silhouette of a demon swallowed the heaven and earth. His right hand held onto a sword that shone brightly.

Instantly, the energy of destruction engulfed everything, making Ling Xian's expression turn serious.

It was far too powerful. With his current state, there was no way he could defend against it.

"I hope you will show up like before …"

Ling Xian mumbled to himself. The Armor of the Royal Demon appeared and the Flower of Dao appeared.

HOMMM!

Heavenly light shone and shot through the cloud. The two shocking techniques protected him, making him impenetrable and repelling all evil.

"You dare to take out a protective technique that I've already broken twice to embarrass yourself?"

Zhao Shikong laughed out loud. He was even more certain that Ling Xian had no hidden cards.

Therefore, with the attitude of a victor, he attacked with a palm and a sword.

Instantly, the ground cracked, the space crumbled, and the tri-colored flower disappeared.

This made Zhao Shikong's smile even more intense. Especially when he saw that the Armor of the Royal Demon was also broken, he laughed even louder.

But in the next second, his smile froze on his face.

This was because a few mysterious characters appeared. They were as mysterious as the scriptures of immortals, describing the laws of heaven and earth and the mysteries of the universe.

The moment they appeared, they turned into an absolute defense that stopped the palm and the sword.

This scene froze Zhao Shikong's smile and his face was full of disbelief.

For one, he didn't think Ling Xian had any tricks up his sleeves. For two, he didn't think Ling Xian's hidden card could stop his last attack!

"So it appeared."

Staring at the mysterious symbols circling around him, Ling Xian softly grinned and sighed in relief.

The trump card he was referring to was the mysterious symbol, which had helped him escape danger many times.

However, he could not control the mysterious words, so he could only gamble that the mysterious symbols would appear when he was in danger.

Luckily, Ling Xian won the bet.

Not only did the mysterious rune appear at the critical moment, it did not disappoint him by blocking the punch and the sword.

"Impossible, this is impossible!" Zhao Shikong roared furiously, almost going mad.

He had already regarded himself as the victor, but in the blink of an eye, he had fallen into an irrecoverable state. This blow was too great.

Even though he was a tenacious person, he was unwilling to accept this cruel reality.

"You have lost." Ling Xian softly grinned. Though his robe was dyed with blood and was about to fall apart, his demeanor did not diminish.

If there was someone else present, they would also think that he was too dazzling to be looked at directly.

Because he defeated a powerhouse of the Ninth Level with the power of the Eighth Level.

Although he had relied on the Death Qi and the Soul Extinguishing Needles, it was still shocking that he was able to block three of Zhao Shikong's moves.

"No, I did not lose. How could I lose?"

Zhao Shikong screamed and stared deadly at Ling Xian, "An ant wants to kill me? In your dreams! "

"The person in your dreams is you."

"Accept reality. Right now, you are the fish on the chopping board, and I am the knife."

Ling Xian spoke softly. Zhao Shikong had no more energy left and was at his mercy.

"You are the knife, and I am the fish …" Zhao Shikong clenched his teeth but had nothing to say.

The reality was before him. The him right now had no energy to resist. Naturally, he was at Ling Xian's mercy.

"I am the Senior Elder of the Zhao Clan. I have a lot of power. If you let me go, I can give you anything you want." Zhao Shikong stared at Ling Xian.

"Don't you think that's stupid?" Ling Xian shook his head and chuckled. He had already offended Zhao Shikong, the type that won't stop until one of them dies. Why would he let this person go?

"There are no absolute friends, and there are no absolute enemies. Everything depends on the price." Zhao Shikong suppressed his anger and tried his best to appear gentle.

Sadly, no matter what he said, Ling Xian wouldn't budge.

Today, he let Zhao Shikong go. Tomorrow, he will be hunted by the entire Zhao Clan. Even an idiot knows this.

"I don't want to waste my time with an idiot. Let's go." Ling Xian glared at Zhao Shikong and formed his fist. Its power was enough to shatter the sky.

Even though he was heavily injured, he was in a much better state than Zhao Shikong. At least, he could still fight.

"Wait!"

Zhao Shikong lost his composure, "Everything can be discussed. I can give you my storage pouch. I can give you everything!"

"Even if I kill you, I can still get your storage pouch. Plus, I only want your life."

Ling Xian spoke softly and threw out a punch that swallowed all nine levels of heaven and all 10 levels of hell.

This made Zhao Shikong's guts crack and he was full of regret.

Sadly, it was too late.

When the punch landed on him, Zhao Shikong immediately exploded into a rain of blood and flesh.

"It's over." Ling Xian exhaled a long breath of murky air. He no longer worried.

Then, he collapsed onto the ground powerlessly. His entire body was exhausted.

This battle was far too difficult. Ignoring everything else, defending against three of Zhao Shikong's attacks was the hardest test he's ever faced.

After all, Zhao Shikong was a cultivator of the intermediate stage of the ninth level. Even though he was heavily injured, he was still a giant.

If this was anyone else, they wouldn't even be able to defend against one attack.

"Ehem, ehem, how tragic." Ling Xian coughed up blood and bitterly smiled.

His bones and meridians were all broken and his organs were all heavily injured. Injuries like this cannot be healed in a short period of time.

Luckily, he won. Or else he would've lost a lot.

"What's next is to take back the inheritance."

"Zhao Shikong is dead. His bloodline no longer has anyone to rely on. With the Demonic Fairy's status, taking back the inheritance won't be hard."

Ling Xian softly smiled, very happy.

Then, he shifted his gaze towards the storage pouch Zhao Shikong left behind. His smile deepened.

Zhao Shikong was no ordinary cultivator of the ninth level. He was one of the leaders of the Zhao Clan. Naturally, he had a lot of wealth.

Even if most of his treasures were stored in his base, the number of treasures he carried with him would be a shocking amount.

Ling Xian waved his hand and the storage pouch flew towards him.

Then, the space between his brows shone and he erased Zhao Shikong's soul.

Instantly, spiritual light shone and brightened like the Sun.

Ling Xian's eyes brightened as well.

Because there were many treasures. Other than the ones he used as bait, there were many other valuable treasures.

"This trip was worth it. It was worth it." Ling Xian softly smiled, very satisfied.

Then, he moved Zhao Shikong's treasures into his own storage pouch and focused on healing himself.

Three days later, Ling Xian's injuries stabilized. Though he wasn't completely healed, he was no longer a problem.

"Now, it's time to go to the Zhao Clan."

"It seems like the Zhao Clan is in a mess right now."

Ling Xian softly grinned and stood up. He planned on heading to the Zhao Clan to retrieve the inheritance of the Immortal of Thieves.

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