Chapter 12727 If you dare, kill me!

Chapter 12727 If you dare, kill me!

"Haha, I am deeply impressed by your shamelessness, but it's a pity that a few good-for-nothings like you can't change anything!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot like a ghost, at an astonishing speed.

When he appeared again, he was already standing in front of one of the warriors. That warrior was at least a master of the second level of Hunyuan Realm, but in front of Ling Xiao, he was as powerless as a child.

The sword in Ling Xiao's hand flashed with a cold light, and it accurately pierced the man's chest, leaving a shocking bloody hole.

Although the man was not dead, his face was pale. He covered his wound in pain and fell to the ground groaning in agony. It was obvious that he had lost the strength to fight again. He could only lie on the ground for several months, recuperating from his wounds and trying to survive.

However, Ling Xiao's offensive did not stop there. Facing the other two warriors approaching him, his left hand suddenly burst into a dazzling sword light. It was his proud God-Slaying Sword Soul, which was extremely powerful.

He casually swung his sword, and the two warriors were blown away several feet like fallen leaves in a strong wind.

The moment they landed on the ground, their bodies were covered with criss-crossing sword marks, and blood flowed out of the wounds like a fountain, staining their clothes red.

There were dozens of sword marks, each deep enough to see the bone, making them feel so painful that they wished they were dead. They lay on the ground, no longer able to fight, and could only watch Ling Xiao with fear and despair in their eyes.

Ling Xiao stood there, glancing around coldly, his eyes full of contempt and disdain, as if telling everyone:

No matter how many of you there are or how powerful you are, you cannot stop him. Every time he strikes, it is as powerful as thunder, shocking people and making it impossible to ignore his existence.

Ling Xiao has always been adhering to the principle of keeping a low profile and forbearance. In the previous confrontation, he had actually deliberately restrained his strength and did not kill the opponent directly. He just made the opponent temporarily lose his fighting power through precise and decisive attacks.

Despite this, the strength he displayed still shocked everyone present.

The original team of nine people was reduced to only six people under Ling Xiao's fierce attack. The remaining six people were all frightened by this sudden change, as if they were tightly bound by an invisible force and unable to move.

Ling Xiao's strength was beyond their expectations. They thought they were already warriors with good cultivation, but in front of Ling Xiao, they were as small as ants. This huge gap in strength made them feel unprecedented fear and despair.

Seeing that everyone was shocked by his strength, Ling Xiao no longer hesitated and rushed directly to Zhang Luan. Zhang Luan was the instigator of this incident from beginning to end, and the others were just his lackeys.

Ling Xiao's gaze was firm and sharp, as if he could see through every bit of Zhang Luan's cunning and viciousness.

Zhang Luan no longer had the courage to escape at this time. He knew that he could not avoid Ling Xiao's attack no matter what.

Therefore, he could only prepare himself in advance and put all his strength into the weapon in his hand in an attempt to block Ling Xiao's brutal blow.

However, he didn't know that Ling Xiao's strength was far beyond his imagination, and this blow would surely make him pay a heavy price.

"You really only care about food and not about fighting." Ling Xiao shook his head slightly, his tone revealing helplessness and disdain. He glanced at Zhang Luan, and a mocking arc appeared on the corner of his mouth, "With your ability, you think you can block my attack? What a joke."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bloodthirsty sword soul in Ling Xiao's body instantly burst out with a bloody light. The light was like a burning flame, hot and sharp.

Then, he mobilized the power of the Gengjin Dragon Soul and integrated it into the blood-red light, making the bloodthirsty sword soul even sharper, as if it could tear apart all obstacles.

With a crisp sound, the weapon in Zhang Luan's hand was split into two pieces by this powerful force.

At the same time, Ling Xiao's bloodthirsty sword spirit was already across Zhang Luan's neck. The sharp blade was tightly attached to the skin. With just a little force, the fragile neck would be split in two.

"Tell me who asked you to cause trouble for me, and I won't kill you." Ling Xiao looked at Zhang Luan calmly, his eyes revealing an unquestionable firmness. There was no grudge between him and Zhang Luan, so he believed that there must be someone behind Zhang Luan.

Zhang Luan sneered when he heard this, as if he didn't care about Ling Xiao's threat at all.

He sneered, "Kill me? This is the Upper House of the World Council. Do you know what the consequences of killing me will be?" His words were full of confidence and provocation, as if he was sure that Ling Xiao would not dare to take action here.

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, with a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Oh? Then tell me, what are the consequences?" His tone was calm and firm, as if he was asking an insignificant question.

Zhang Luan sneered and said proudly: "Disable your martial arts and expel you from the Tianxia Association! If you dare to fight here, this will be your end." His words were full of threats and provocations, trying to force Ling Xiao to retreat.

However, Ling Xiao just sneered, as if he had expected all this. "Haha, I thought it was something else, it turns out it's just expulsion from the Tianxiahui." His words were full of disdain and contempt, "Others may be afraid, but I am not."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xiao suddenly moved, and the bloodthirsty sword spirit in his hand instantly burst out with a dazzling sword light. The sword light cut through the air like lightning and went straight to Zhang Luan's throat. Zhang Luan's eyes widened in horror, and he wanted to dodge but it was too late.

"what--"

Zhang Luan let out a heart-wrenching scream, the sound was shrill and terrified, echoing in the empty courtyard.

His cheeks were filled with fear and pain, because one of his ears was easily cut off by the blade in Ling Xiao's hand, and blood instantly dyed half of his face red.

Ling Xiao looked at Zhang Luan calmly, with a playful smile on his face. He gently shook the bloodthirsty sword in his hand, which was still dripping with Zhang Luan's blood.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. It seems I cut off the right side just now." He said with a smile, but that smile revealed coldness and cruelty. "But don't worry, my next cut will be more precise and I promise it won't be off the right side."

Zhang Luan's face was pale, his eyes were full of fear and despair. He clenched his teeth, trying to suppress the panic in his heart with the pain, but Ling Xiao's words hit his heart like a heavy hammer.

"Be smart and tell me who sent you." Ling Xiao's voice was calm and firm. "As long as you tell me, I can spare your life. Otherwise, this will be your burial place today, and no one can save you."