"A bunch of idiots!"
Joshua Long looked disdainfully at those self-righteous people. If they didn’t understand his Brother Ling, they wouldn’t have said such foolish things.
Joshua Long wasn’t afraid of any of those thirteen top geniuses, not even Phoenix Feiye or Tianai Ba Tu could make him feel completely invincible.
Only Ling Xiao made him feel utterly incapable of any resistance.
Because he knew Ling Xiao too well. Ling Xiao’s strength made him not dare to resist at all.
And even he couldn’t fully see through his big brother. Ling Xiao had too many secrets.
...
While the results were being announced outside, Ling Xiao’s Divine Sword of Light in the spatial rift had already transford into the Blood Red Sword.
The blood-red longsword shimred with a strange luster, sending chills down one’s spine.
The figure at the pinnacle of the Yin-Yang Realm Eighteenth Level looked indifferently at the young man in front of him.
"I didn’t expect you to have such a trump card, really surprising."
"Enough with the nonsense, step aside, and you can avoid death!"
Ling Xiao had long sensed that this shadow in the spatial rift relied on the Demonic Annihilation Aura to suppress martial artists of the sa level, but if the opponent wasn’t affected by the aura, they beca relatively weak.
Not even as good as martial artists of the sa level.
In other words, this shadow, though at the pinnacle of the Yin-Yang Realm Eighteenth Level, was relying on the aura for its strength.
If outside, he would definitely not be a match for Tianai Ba Tu, Phoenix Feiye, and the like.
It just so happened that Ling Xiao not only wasn’t affected negatively by the aura but could also absorb it, making himself stronger.
So in this duel, although the strength seed disparate, Ling Xiao might not actually lose.
In the air, there was not only the Demonic Annihilation Aura but also the energy of bloodshed.
After all, this was a place where many powerful ones had perished, and the aura continued to infuse into Ling Xiao, making him feel incredibly comfortable.
His body gradually transford into a half-Heavenly Demon state.
Not a complete Heavenly Demon, more like half-human half-demon, which facilitated the absorption of the aura while not affecting the use of the Blood Red Sword.
The Blood Red Sword simultaneously absorbed the energy of bloodshed, with the evil aura growing more intense.
And that chilling Slaughter Sword Intent.
"Make your move, I won’t step aside!"
The shadow said indifferently, seemingly unmoved by anything Ling Xiao had shown.
"Very well."
Ling Xiao suddenly thrust his sword, the force of bloodshed erupting with the sword qi, even echoing with the cries of ghosts and wolves.
This thrust integrated the Fast Sword Intent, reaching the shadow in the blink of an eye.
The shadow glanced indifferently, directly extending two fingers, easily pinching the Blood Red Sword.
The strong force of bloodshed quickly dissipated.
"If this is all your strength, then you’d better get lost early. She won’t go back with you; she will stay in this spatial rift until a hundred years later."
The shadow looked coldly at Ling Xiao, seemingly sowhat disdainful.
Ling Xiao’s expression didn’t change.
Because he didn’t expect this move to defeat the opponent.
After all, the opponent was a martial artist with the Eighteenth Level Cultivation of the Yin-Yang Realm. Despite losing the advantage of the spatial rift, he was still tough to deal with.
"Crimson Sun Sword Technique Third Move: Crimson Sun Vortex!"
Ling Xiao did not retreat; the Blood Red Sword in his hand suddenly unleashed a peculiar blood-red vortex, pulling the opponent toward him.
The shadow was slightly taken aback, evidently surprised by this peculiar move.
However, it was only surprise.
A powerful Demonic Annihilation Aura erupted from his body, breaking free from the Crimson Sun Vortex’s control, remaining steadily in place.
It was clear that he had no intention of attacking Ling Xiao, aiming only to defend.
Blocking Ling Xiao’s path.
Such an opponent was indeed more troubleso.
If the opponent attacked, Ling Xiao’s Tai Chi Eye could spot his weaknesses.
But with no attack, weaknesses were scarce, making it hard to exploit.
Yet Ling Xiao didn’t give up.
The Blood Red Sword in his hand suddenly transford into a long thread.
Wriggling in the air like a blood vessel.
Stabbing at the shadow’s throat from an extrely strange angle.
This attack was truly sudden.
And its speed was incredibly fast.
Ling Xiao didn’t believe the opponent could completely avoid it.
Just as he anticipated, the sword pierced directly into the shadow’s shoulder.
Initially aid at the throat, but the opponent had shifted to avoid a critical hit at the key mont, resulting in a shoulder stab.
"Great swordsmanship!"
The shadow took a step back, looking coldly at Ling Xiao: "Your cultivation level should be at the early stage of the Yin-Yang Realm Fourteenfold, right? To actually wound , truly remarkable, but this is where it ends."
After being injured, he was obviously enraged, unwilling to be careless any longer.
Suddenly unleashing a terrifying aura, charging toward Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao only felt a frightening Demonic Annihilation Aura approaching, forcing him to use Rapid Light Movent, moving tens of ters away in an instant.
"Running like that won’t let you rescue her."
The shadow mocked as he looked at Ling Xiao.
By this ti, only the final minute remained.
Yet there was no sign of the battle’s end.
Ling Xiao felt extrely anxious, but he knew clearly that he must remain calm, must not fall into the opponent’s trap, or else all would be lost.
Leng i had followed him since General Lin Ze’s ti, and he had promised to protect Leng i.
If he couldn’t achieve that today, it would be as if he’d slapped his own face, a total failure.
A man with no ability, he absolutely wouldn’t be.
"Oh? Don’t regret it!"
Ling Xiao’s expression returned to tranquility.
Because he knew, no matter how anxious he was, he must first deal with the person in front of him.
The Blood Red Sword in his hand transford once more, becoming the Blood Sun Sword.
The mont the Blood Sun Sword was released.
The shadow’s face changed dramatically.
His form flickered continuously.
Yet he still couldn’t avoid all the attacks.
His body bore countless horrifying wounds.
These wounds nearly shattered his already sowhat translucent form.
"You said I can’t hurt you again?"
Ling Xiao’s face bore mocking disdain, yet his attack didn’t stop.
The Blood Sun Sword gathered the Mysteries of Light, Crimson Sun Sword Intent, Fast and Slow Sword Intent, and the power of bloodshed.
More glorious than General Jian’s techniques at his peak.
Though not reaching that power, it was only because Ling Xiao’s cultivation was relatively weak, which didn’t affect the sword’s terrifying nature.
"Kill!"
The blood-red Sword Light flashed again, as if the entire world had turned red.
The Blood Sun Sword in his hand, with astonishing speed, struck at the shadow, causing it to retreat continuously, drawing closer to Leng i.
"Blood Sun Sword: Rising Sun Transformation!"
Ling Xiao cultivated the Crimson Sun Sword Art, intending to combine it with the Nine Transformations of the Blazing Sun.
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