"Even if I escape, I must eliminate An Hua!"
Ling Xiao felt he couldn’t just leave in such a cowardly manner.
He wanted not only to completely dismantle the Dark Clan Elder’s sches but also to make this elder lose her loyal generals.
An Hua, as a grand elder of the Dark Clan, was truly loyal to this old thing. If killed, it would surely make the old thing furious with heartache.
Just thinking about it was satisfying.
Ling Yan had already fled.
Next, it was his turn to escape!
He coldly looked at An Hua, not unleashing the full power of the Soul of the Butterfly Girl.
Because he was betting, betting he could kill An Hua in one strike.
If there were one more strike, it probably wouldn’t work.
So he had to play the fool, so he could devour the tiger.
An Hua looked at Ling Xiao with great caution, unsure what trickery this kid might employ.
Even though the expert behind Ling Xiao had already gone to deal with the elder, she remained very cautious.
She didn’t want to fail miserably.
But everyone’s caution is limited.
As An Hua repeatedly knocked Ling Xiao away, she gradually felt she had overestimated this boy.
Even though this boy could kill Dark Gold, compared to her, it was a world apart. How could she be afraid?
Finally, she began to underestimate him.
Ling Xiao endured the severe pain in his body, waiting for this mont to co.
He watched as An Hua attacked closer, having entirely lost her previous caution.
He knew it was ti to make his move.
Boom!
The Dark Immortal Sword finally unsheathed.
Cold energy instantly enveloped An Hua.
The full power of the Soul of the Butterfly Girl was unleashed.
In that instant, An Hua showed an astonished expression.
Because she realized that at this mont, Ling Xiao’s power was not inferior to hers!
But how could this be possible?
Ling Xiao naturally wouldn’t answer her question.
With one stab, the entire space plunged into darkness.
First move of Dark Shadow Martial Arts—Sword Chi Yinsan!
Alexander Yin Mountain enveloped, Black Tiger roared.
They were re inches apart.
An Hua, even if her power was several tis greater than Ling Xiao’s, might not be able to evade this ferocious strike.
Moreover, at this mont, her power was not stronger than Ling Xiao’s transford Soul of the Butterfly Girl.
The Soul of the Butterfly Girl could temporarily grant Ling Xiao the power of First-turn Yin-Yang Realm, Fifth Level of Hell Early Stage Cultivation.
Then combined with the Advanced Thunder and Lightning War Body and Imperial Heaven Earth Power.
Plus the Dark Immortal Sword in his hand and the mighty Dark Shadow Martial Arts.
He absolutely had the ability to kill An Hua, whose power was at the first-turn Yin-Yang Realm, Fifth Level Peak Cultivation.
It’s just that his confidence wasn’t enough.
That’s why Ling Xiao waited for this perfect opportunity.
Psshh!
The Dark Immortal Sword pierced through An Hua’s body, crimson blood spilled everywhere.
At that mont, An Hua truly felt fear, felt the approach of the Death God.
She was frightened, infinitely frightened.
With a scream, she actually turned to flee.
"She’s not dead?"
Ling Xiao sighed helplessly, this woman, truly worthy of being a grand elder of the Dark Clan, being pierced by such a powerful attack, with terrifying sword energy raging inside her, yet she couldn’t be killed.
But it was fine.
Severely injuring this woman was enough.
Watching the Dark Clan Elder trying to rush over but being blocked by Shen Dian, Ling Xiao sneered, boarded the log boat, and sped towards the outside of the Fifth Level of Ghost Prison.
"Damn it!"
The Dark Clan Elder never expected, that teaming up with An Hua, they still couldn’t stop this kid.
He roared furiously, but it was to no avail.
He was cunning, but he couldn’t outsmart Ling Xiao’s crafty mind.
Bang!
Just when the Dark Clan Elder was furious, suddenly a terrifying sword light attacked from afar, stabbing straight at Ling Xiao.
This sword, clearly intended to kill Ling Xiao.
"Young Lord!"
The Dark Clan Elder was overjoyed, although it was shaful for two martial artists with First Transformation Yin-Yang Realm, Sixth Layer Hell Cultivation, accompanied by one martial artist with First-turn Yin-Yang Realm, Fifth Layer Hell Peak Cultivation, to join forces against Ling Xiao.
But as long as Ling Xiao could be killed, he wouldn’t fear such a scandal spreading.
"He can’t escape, this sword, even if it’s Wolf Travel Thousand Miles, he can’t dodge it, unless he has cultivated to the fourth form of Wolf Travel Thousand Miles, but that shouldn’t be possible."
Lin Yuetian slowly flew over from afar, coldly watching as the sword energy enveloped Ling Xiao.
Leaving Ling Xiao with no escape.
However, almost as if deliberately to slap him in the face.
Ling Xiao’s figure suddenly vanished.
"Wolf Travel Thousand Miles Fourth Form—Netherworld Wolves!"
Transford into Netherworld, traceless and invisible.
Even the Shadow Step at this stage didn’t have the avoidance capability greater than Netherworld Wolves.
Because the Netherworld Wolves could be immune to all physical attacks, only Soul Power could harm it.
"Lin Yuetian, An Fengyun! Rember this, when I, Ling Xiao, return to Eight Immortals Mountain, it will be your deadline!"
With a loud shout, Ling Xiao fell into the vast ocean.
Then his body continued to sink.
Although he dodged Lin Yuetian’s attack, the log boat was destroyed, directly pulling him into the deep sea.
As ntioned before, this deep sea will pull you down once you enter it.
Only Water Elder, fused with the sea eye, and the sea beasts in the sea will be unhard.
Ling Xiao didn’t know if he could survive, but until the last step, he would never despair.
As he sank into the deep sea, he released his Gemini Martial Spirit.
So even if he died, the Gemini Martial Spirit might live.
But Shen Dian didn’t know these things, seeing Ling Xiao fall into the sea, unexpectedly abandoned Dark Clan Elder An Fengyun, and jumped into the deep sea as well.
"Big Boss!"
From the island’s forest, a figure erged, it was Ling Yan, who was supposed to escape.
He shouted loudly, also jumping down.
Ling Yan didn’t flee.
Because he really didn’t want to leave Ling Xiao and escape alone.
This deep sea of the Fifth Level of Ghost Prison, maybe only he wouldn’t die jumping in, although it would cost him all his cultivation.
But he no longer cared.
Ling Xiao could even disregard his own life for him, he rely lost so cultivation, as long as Ling Xiao doesn’t die, nothing else matters.
"Foolish guy, actually courting death!"
Watching Ling Yan jump down, An Fengyun froze for a mont, then sneered.
"Hmph, such deep brotherhood, unexpected that this brotherhood without blood ties could be closer than direct relatives."
Lin Yuetian also snorted coldly, his words full of sarcasm.
"Young Lord, what about Heiye Wuxing?"
An Fengyun asked.
"The Sect Leader has personally acted, do you think that guy would have any chance of surviving?"
Lin Yuetian said with disdain.
"Now it’s quiet, Heiye Wuxing, Ling Xiao, Ling Yan are all dead, An Fengyun Elder, you should be very pleased, right?"
"The one who should be pleased is the Young Lord, having those unruly guys, it would be really difficult for you to implent your plans.
But are they really dead?"
An Fengyun frowned, sowhat worried.
"Naturally dead, people falling into the deep sea, none have returned alive, they will be no exception."
Lin Yuetian confidently said.
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