As soon as Nan Xiong and Ying Zhual took action, they summoned their Martial Souls, evidently not wanting to give Ling Xiao any chance.
Kill!
Nan Xiong and Ying Zhual almost simultaneously leaped forward.
Nan Xiong’s body, like a small mountain, ramd towards Ling Xiao, distorting the surrounding space, causing nearby Martial Artists to hurriedly avoid it.
Ying Zhual, resembling a monstrous bird, swooped down from the sky, reaching for Ling Xiao’s head with its claws.
"Sword, co!"
With a light chant, the Slaughter Sword hanging above instantly flew into Ling Xiao’s hand, unleashing a terrifying Slaughter Sword Intent.
Ling Xiao stood there, coldly watching the two assailants as they pounced on him.
Having faced such two-on-one situations many tis, he knew he couldn’t focus on both.
Just concentrate on relentlessly attacking one; that’s the key.
With his Body Movent Technique, evading the other person’s attack wasn’t too difficult.
The sword, blood-red and slender, seed dyed in fresh blood.
Every Martial Artist nearby was drawn to this sword, as if it had so magical power.
However, Ying Zhual and Nan Xiong both showed disdainful smiles almost simultaneously.
Just a sword, no fancy tricks. Did he really think he could kill them with sword intent?
How laughable.
Most of the onlookers were also disappointed with Ling Xiao’s response.
Facing two such formidable opponents, he opted for a sword ford from condensing sword intent, rather than using a real weapon—could this really work?
It seed, indeed, that even among Cave Heaven Realm Martial Artists, Ling Xiao wasn’t on par with Nan Xiong and Ying Zhual, in terms of either strength or experience.
Ji ngng’s heart tensed again.
She couldn’t fathom Ling Xiao’s intentions; she could only pray for him silently.
However, Ling Xiao remained in that stance, holding the Slaughter Sword, pointing forward.
He ignored the external discussions.
It seed as though blood was about to drip from the sword, with an intense killing intent brewing at its tip.
Only Ling Xiao knew how terrifying the effect would be once this sword was unleashed.
"Destroy you!"
Finally, Nan Xiong and Ying Zhual ca close to Ling Xiao almost simultaneously.
However, the timid Ying Zhual was still a fraction slower; though it seed not obvious, this was enough for Ling Xiao to turn the tide.
The colossal bear-like body slamd into Ling Xiao.
Ying Zhual’s fierce claws followed closely.
At that mont, a streak of red light shot from the blood-red Slaughter Sword targeting Nan Xiong.
The red light instantly hit Nan Xiong.
No harm?
Nan Xiong, terrified, suddenly realized he was fine and felt completely normal.
"Playing tricks!"
He hesitated for a mont but then charged forward again.
A smile slowly spread across Ling Xiao’s lips.
Splat~~
Monts later, Nan Xiong suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, along with fragnts of his internal organs.
Ying Zhual was startled and didn’t choose to continue attacking; instead, he turned away to flee.
Though unsure what happened, Nan Xiong’s sudden condition made him realize that the problem lay with Ling Xiao.
Perhaps it was precisely that red light causing Nan Xiong’s severe injury.
Indeed, this was the case.
The red light was the manifestation of dense Slaughter Sword Intent entering Nan Xiong’s body and suddenly exploding, leaving Nan Xiong vulnerable as he focused entirely on dealing with Ling Xiao.
He ignored the red light, letting the terrifying Slaughter Sword Intent sweep through him, destroying his organs.
He regretted it; if he had paid more attention earlier, if he had used his Soul Power to envelop his organs, he wouldn’t be suffering so badly now.
"No, I refuse to accept this!"
Fourth Cave Sky Realm, Nan Xiong, dead!
Ling Xiao didn’t even budge from his spot; just a sword intent killed Nan Xiong.
Nan Xiong arrogantly underestimated Ling Xiao’s sword intent, believing it couldn’t possibly kill.
But Ling Xiao intended to show him.
And it was Nan Xiong himself who got killed.
Until his last mont, Nan Xiong couldn’t regret more.
Anyone who could kill the Clan Elder could kill him too!
Ying Zhual had fled several hundred ters away.
Ling Xiao looked disapprovingly at the distance, and the Slaughter Sword in his hand suddenly flew out.
He had mastered the art of sword control already in the Martial Vein Realm.
Furthermore, since it was the Slaughter Sword ford by Slaughter Sword Intent, it could be commanded with Soul Power, making it even more convenient than the ordinary thod.
Thud!
In mid-air, Ying Zhual was pierced through the back of his heart with a sword and heavily fell to the ground.
If he hadn’t fled and faced Ling Xiao directly, he might not have died so quickly.
But choosing to run ant giving up resistance and exposing a significant flaw to Ling Xiao.
If he didn’t die, who would?
Bang!
The corpse fell into the lake, creating a massive splash.
Fifth Cave Heaven Realm, Ying Zhual, dead!
One intangible sword, two strikes, killing two Cave Heaven Realm experts!
Ling Xiao’s strength had clearly intimidated everyone.
The effect of killing the chicken to scare the monkey was achieved.
"Does anyone else wish to die?"
Ling Xiao scanned the surroundings, his cold gaze tinged with disdain.
Those who had been clamoring for him to leave and surrender his treasures were now silent, as if their mouths were sealed.
"Is there anyone who still wants to stay?"
Ling Xiao asked coldly.
Still, no one responded, after all, Ling Xiao’s prior display of power was too terrifying.
"If there’s no one left, then I’ll leave."
Ling Xiao turned, glanced at Ji ngng, and said, "Let’s go together; it’s not a place to stay long. Forces from Sacred Dynasty Immortal Island might soon arrive, and without a strong sect to support us, we can’t remain here."
He appreciated how Ji ngng had been willing to have a man nad Chen co to help him, so he agreed to take them along.
It’s just convenient.
Already, he could feel countless experts from afar, and powerful beasts lurking in the Primitive Jungle, all heading here.
Here would soon beco a place of trouble.
"Stop, you can go, but she must stay here."
Just as Ling Xiao was about to leave, a voice rang out.
"Is it you speaking?"
Ling Xiao turned to look in the direction of the voice, which belonged to a man in a grand red robe.
He appeared imposing and exceptionally domineering.
This person hadn’t spoken earlier but suddenly did now, seeming to have seen through Ji ngng’s identity.
"Yes, it was ."
The man in the red robe said lightly, "I’m not interested in the Black Fire Lotus on you, nor do I wish to provoke you, but you cannot take that girl; she’s a mber of the Ji Clan. We just killed so many of the Ji Clan, so we need to keep her as a hostage."
"What, she’s actually a girl from the Ji Clan? Then she can’t leave."
"Exactly, she’s a great hostage; if things truly escalate with the Ji Clan, she’ll definitely save our necks."
"She can’t go!"
"Absolutely can’t let her go!"
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