Lin Ruoxian’s strength was far superior to Ling Xiao and Jian Jia. If she made a move, there would naturally be no issue.
"Sister Ruo Xian, don’t panic. He cannot kill !"
Ling Xiao remained standing there, unmoving, as if he hadn’t realized what was happening.
But his confident words were enough to put Lin Ruoxian, Qinɡ Luan Hua, and Lin Yang sowhat at ease.
When Ling Xiao spoke, his words were not without foundation.
If he said not to panic, then there was no need to panic.
Clang!
Sparks flew in all directions.
Ling Xiao’s body was suddenly wrapped in a thick layer of armor.
The armor bore an uncanny resemblance to the Steel-armored Bull Demon.
"Beast Warrior transformation?"
The sword strike unexpectedly failed, which took Jian Jia by surprise.
Although he had heard that Ling Xiao was a rare Beast Warrior, due to the latter’s low cultivation level, he was rely at the Interdiate Stage of Yin-Yang Realm, Third Layer Hell.
While Jian Jia himself was at the peak of the Third Layer Hell.
The gap between them was significant.
Even if the opponent was a Beast Warrior, an unexpected sword strike should have caused him considerable trouble.
Even if it didn’t kill him, it should at least embarrass him in front of everyone.
But reality gave Jian Jia quite a shock.
His sword couldn’t pierce into Ling Xiao’s body and was easily blocked by that terrifying defense.
"Explosive Fla Sword!"
The longsword couldn’t pierce Ling Xiao’s defense, but Jian Jia did not abandon his attempt.
The two-handed sword in his hand suddenly beca more scorching, emitting strange sparks.
The entire two-handed sword seed to be burning through, glowing red and transparent.
Sizzle!
The sword tip finally penetrated a few inches and emitted a wisp of black smoke.
This frightening heat seed capable of piercing through Ling Xiao’s Steel-armored Bull Demon transformation.
Yet how could Ling Xiao allow him to succeed?
Giving him a sliver of hope, then snuffing it out—this was what Ling Xiao delighted in doing.
"Steel-armored Bull Demon Shield!"
This was a move inherent to the Steel-armored Bull Demon Martial Spirit.
In that instant, a thick, massive shield blocked the space between the two-handed sword and Ling Xiao.
The terrifying recoil force unexpectedly sent Jian Jia flying.
In mid-air, Jian Jia flipped twice before unsteadily regaining his footing on the ground.
He then coldly stared at Ling Xiao.
An even more powerful force surged from his body.
The Sword Martial Spirit behind him emitted a strange wailing sound.
Mighty power constantly flowed into the sharp edge of his two-handed sword.
The sword began to tremble violently, causing the entire air to quiver.
The sword light seed ready to unleash at any mont, like a poisonous snake’s tongue, inducing imnse dread and terror.
"No wonder you dare to cause trouble in my Sword Clan; I never thought the number one from the Dark Clan’s outer families actually possessed so skill.
But do you think this ans you can defeat ?
Wishful thinking!"
A maniacal, sinister, yet cruel grin appeared on Jian Jia’s face.
"You really have the nerve to say such things. Two attacks, two failures. If it were , I’d be truly embarrassed.
So, you see, shaless people really do flock together."
At this, Ling Xiao glanced teasingly at Jian Kun before continuing calmly, "Use all your strength. If you dare to hide your power in front of , you’re seeking death!"
"Insolent!"
Jian Jia’s veins bulged with anger.
Being scolded was one thing, but being humiliated like this was even harder to accept.
Who did Ling Xiao think he was?
Just so branch family mber of the Dark Clan.
An ant that had just ascended to the Upper Eight Immortals Mountain.
A tiny ant standing in front of an elephant, informing it that if it didn’t go all out, it would suffer.
This was both laughable and incited the elephant’s ire.
The martial artists of the Sword Clan all donned mocking smiles.
In their eyes, from the mont Ling Xiao began his clash with Jian Jia, he was destined to humiliate himself.
Even if he didn’t die, it was unlikely his life would last much longer.
"Brother, since they look down on you so much, there’s no need to hold back. Once he’s gone, the Dark Clan won’t pursue it. Kill him to make him understand the Sword Clan’s sanctity is inviolable."
Jian You and Jian Jia were twin brothers who joined the Sword Clan together, sharing a deep bond.
Jian You, being a few minutes older, was also slightly more powerful.
He refrained from making a move because he believed his brother could easily handle Ling Xiao.
Jian Liufeng simply watched coldly from the sidelines.
He should have been the angriest, yet at this mont, in his eyes, Ling Xiao was no more than an arrogant clown.
His fury was non-existent; watching a fool make a senseless, suicidal act rendered him unworthy of anger.
He felt indifferent, considering it beneath his notice.
Like an elephant trampling forward, ignoring the ant’s screeches altogether.
Jian Jia was different.
If Jian Liufeng got involved, his opportunity would be lost.
Thus, he seized this chance to secure rit!
"Brother, don’t you dare interfere. I’ll show this kid what severe consequences befall those who offend the Sword Clan.
I’ll tornt him thoroughly; ending him swiftly would be too dull."
A cruel smile surfaced on Jian Jia’s face.
Being mocked by Ling Xiao had already sparked his wrath, prompting him to plan extending Ling Xiao’s suffering before eventually killing him.
"Alas, if the Dark Clan truly stands by, this kid Ling Xiao might not survive.
Provoking the Sword Clan, especially Jian Jia and Jian You, this rciless and cold pair of twins, he likely won’t even be left with an intact corpse."
"Indeed, although Jian Jia’s two attacks failed, his cultivation level is evident; he rely underestimated him earlier.
If Ling Xiao had seized the previous mont, he might have won.
But that golden opportunity has passed. Now, he stands no chance."
Apart from Lin Yang, Qinɡ Luan Hua, and Lin Ruoxian, none present seed optimistic about Ling Xiao’s prospects.
Even those from the Four Great Clans, who had sympathy for Ling Xiao after helping them eliminate Jian Mofeng, could only sigh helplessly.
Watching such a talent’s fall left an uneasy feeling in their hearts.
Swoosh!
As the crowd conversed, Jian Jia’s figure suddenly flickered.
Transforming into a crimson lightning bolt, he swiftly approached Ling Xiao again, sweeping the two-handed sword towards Ling Xiao’s lower body.
The sword blade glead coldly; the red light burst forth fearsoly.
Ling Xiao smiled slightly, retreating with the Moon-treading teor Step.
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"Still trying to dodge? Laughable!"
Jian Jia’s assault manifested seamless continuity and sharp ferocity.
One sword followed another, granting Ling Xiao no adjustnt ti, seemingly pushing him into a corner to seize the chance for a kill.
"Dodge? Is it necessary?"
Ling Xiao couldn’t help but laugh.
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His retreating figure suddenly vanished.
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