Jin Ling City, before the Xiao Clan's door.
The Tyrant stood with his blade on his back and said softly, "I will do it."
"There is no need for you to do it." Ling Xian's eyes were dark. Then, he leaped and landed at the Xiao Clan.
In the next second, torches appeared and lit up the night sky.
Hundreds of people with swords and knives surrounded Ling Xian. The leader of the group was the leader of the Xiao Clan.
Behind him stood a Taoist in grey. Though he looked old, his Qi was hidden and heavy like a mountain.
Seeing this, Ling Xian frowned slightly. However, he did not panic.
Just like how the leader of the Xiao Clan knew he would come, he knew that the leader was prepared.
"I knew you would come."
The leader of the Xiao Clan snickered, "This time, I will not let you go back alive."
"The wind is strong. Don't bite your tongue." Ling Xian's expression was calm, "You are relying on him, right?"
Then, he shifted his gaze towards the elder in grey.
This person was a grandmaster. Though he was not as good as the Tyrant, his Qi was dense and he was one of the best out of all the grandmasters.
"That's right. Why would I not be prepared and let you kill me?"
The leader of the Xiao Clan laughed out loud, "This is the Senior Elder of the Chang Sheng Temple. His capabilities have reached the undefeatable realm. You are merely a beginner of the grandmaster level. Even the best of the best is no opponent of his!"
Hearing this, Ling Xian smiled.
If he came alone, it would be troublesome. But he had the Tyrant with him.
With the Tyrant's capabilities, suppressing the elder in grey was as easy as flipping his palm.
"You are still smiling when you are about to die."
The leader of the Xiao Clan glared at Ling Xian, "I admit that you are very impressive. Throughout history, I cannot find anyone who can compare to you. But today, you will die for sure."
Then, he smiled. There was sarcasm and arrogance.
"The one who will die for sure is you."
A domineering statement arose. It wasn't from Ling Xian, it was from the Tyrant.
BANG!
The Xiao Clan's door was crushed. The Tyrant slowly walked in like a walking heavenly soldier. His Qi swallowed 3,000 miles and he looked down on all nine levels of heaven.
This froze the smile on the leader of the Xiao Clan. The elder in grey was also startled.
In the entire world, there were only two people who could look at the Overlord calmly. One was the God of Swords, and the other was the Empress.
Although the grey-robed old man was strong, compared to the Tyrant, he could only brag about his seniority.
"Overlord, why are you here?" The master of the Xiao Clan faintly sensed that something was amiss.
"You harmed my niece. Tell me, should I not have come?" The Tyrant sneered. He looked at the head of the Xiao Clan as if he was looking at a dead man.
"Your niece?"
The leader of the Xiao Clan was stunned. When he understood, his body trembled uncontrollably, "You're also a descendant of the Dayin Royal Family?"
"Speaking of which, I have to thank you. If it weren't for you spreading the news, I wouldn't have been able to find Ying Mei in my entire life." The Tyrant's eyes were cold and murderous.
The Xiao Clan Master's actions were indeed helping him, but Lin Yingmei was in danger because of this. How could he not want to kill her?
"So she's your niece …" The head of the Xiao Family smiled bitterly. His complacency disappeared and was replaced by fear.
It was the same for the grey-clothed old man.
Even if he risked his life, he wouldn't last more than ten attacks from the Tyrant. How could he not be afraid?
"You harmed my niece and ruined my plan. Clan Master Xiao, you deserve to die." The Tyrant's expression was cold. He unsheathed his dragon-head saber and murderous intent filled the air.
This made the Xiao Clan Master tremble. He shifted his gaze to the grey-clothed old man and begged, "Senior, please save me."
Hearing this, the grey-clothed old man wanted to slap the Xiao Clan Master.
How could he save the person the Tyrant wanted to kill? Unless the Sword God himself came, no one could save him!
"Old Taoist from the Temple of Longevity, are you stopping me?" The Tyrant looked at the grey-clothed old man. His godly aura was frightening.
"I was entrusted with a task. Since I promised the Xiao Clan Master, I will do my best."
The grey-clothed old man smiled bitterly, "Please spare his life for the sake of the Temple of Longevity."
"The Temple of Longevity is not worthy enough."
The Tyrant glared at the grey-clothed old man. "If you know what's good for you, leave now. I can spare your life."
Hearing this, the grey-clothed old man's face darkened.
The Tyrant's words were far too rude. He was the most senior Grandmaster in the Temple of Longevity. Even if he was an insignificant person, he would still be furious.
He said coldly, "I have long heard of the Tyrant's name but I never had the chance to learn from you. Today, I will overestimate myself."
"One slash."
The Tyrant's expression was emotionless, "If you can block one slash from me, I will spare his life."
Hearing this, the Xiao Clan Master's spirit was lifted. He saw hope.
The grey-clothed old man was even more enraged.
The Tyrant's words were far too infuriating. Even an idiot could hear the contempt in the Tyrant's voice.
"What an arrogant young man. In terms of seniority, I am your grandfather!" The grey-clothed old man laughed out of anger.
"Seniority doesn't matter in the martial world, only capabilities."
The Tyrant spoke softly, "Watch out."
Just then, he slashed down with his blade. The blade's will was unstoppable.
The grey-clothed old man's expression changed. He swung his horsetail whisk in an attempt to use gentleness to counter ferocity.
Sadly, the Tyrant's blade was far too ferocious. It wasn't something he could defend against with gentleness.
Retch!
Fresh blood splattered and the grey-clothed old man stumbled back for meters. Not only did his horsetail whisk fall to the ground, but his arm was also broken.
The Tyrant was far too powerful. In the entire world, only two people could fight against him. Nobody else could stop one move from him!
"He lost. The leader of the grandmasters couldn't even block one slash …" The Xiao Clan Master's expression was sluggish. Other than shock, there was hopelessness.
The grey-clothed old man lost, which meant he had no more hope. Why wouldn't his heart be dead?
"He defeated a grandmaster with one slash. Uncle is far too powerful." Lin Yingmei stared at the Tyrant as if she was looking at a God.
She had heard about the Tyrant's legend but she had never seen it with her own eyes. Now, she finally understood how powerful the Tyrant was.
Ling Xian understood as well.
To defeat the leader of the grandmasters with one slash, the Tyrant was the second in the world after all!
"Anger makes people lose their rationality. You shouldn't have made a move." The Tyrant glared at the grey-clothed old man and put his blade back into its sheath.
But the undefeatable will of the blade shocked everyone's soul.
"I really shouldn't have made a move." The grey-clothed old man bitterly smiled. He was dejected and regretful.
He couldn't even defend against one slash from the Tyrant. His reputation had hit the floor. Why wouldn't he be regretful?
"Step down. I won't kill you." The Tyrant's expression was emotionless. He shifted his gaze towards Ling Xian, "I'll leave it to you."
Hearing this, Ling Xian glared at the Xiao Clan Master, "Now, do you still think I will die?"
"You!" The Xiao Clan Master clenched his teeth but had nothing to say.
The grey-clothed elder had been defeated by the Tyrant's blade. Even if the God of Swords were here and the Tyrant was here, he wouldn't be able to kill Ling Xian.
"I have reminded you again and again not to do stupid things, but you wouldn't listen." Ling Xian's gaze was dark and cold.
"I am not begging you to spare my life. I am only begging you to kill me." The Xiao Clan Master was lost and felt like he was a joke.
"Every debt has its debtor. I will not drag the innocent down with me."
Ling Xian spoke softly, "Go on your way."
After saying that, he raised his palm and landed it on the top of the head of the Xiao Clan.
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