Chapter 12930 Orphans and Widows

"Don't worry. I, Jiang Taishan, always keep my word. Today I will let you go to the underworld to reunite with your parents, so that your family can also be company in the underworld."

After saying that, he suddenly jumped up like a tiger ready to pounce. When he raised his hand, a powerful spiritual power gathered in his palm, turning into a dazzling light, and attacked Jiang Xiqing with a bang.

This attack condensed his years of cultivation and anger, and was so powerful that it was enough to make the space tremble.

However, facing this overwhelming blow, Jiang Xiqing seemed unusually calm. She looked at the incoming palm wind calmly, with a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, including sadness, anger, but more of a sense of detachment and indifference.

She sighed softly, and her voice seemed to contain endless vicissitudes and helplessness. "After so many years, Senior Taishan, you still haven't made any progress. It seems that today's battle is destined to end in your failure."

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Xiqing moved, like a breeze blowing on a willow, and instantly avoided Jiang Taishan's attack. Then, she raised her jade hand lightly, and a faint spiritual light flowed from her fingertips. The light was soft and pure, but it contained a heart-pounding power.

She took a step forward slowly, and each step seemed to be stepping on a node in space, causing the surrounding space to distort.

"Since you are so obsessed with this meaningless fight, then let me end it all." Jiang Xiqing's voice was calm and firm. She waved her jade hand, and a bright light cut through the sky and went straight to Jiang Taishan.

boom!
A deafening roar echoed between heaven and earth, and two figures instantly soared into the air. Their attacks collided in the air, erupting in astonishing energy fluctuations.

The sky seemed to be torn apart by this force, leaving a bottomless ravine. The surrounding space was shaking violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

In this fierce confrontation, the figures of Jiang Xiqing and Jiang Taishan were like two flashes of lightning, constantly shuttling and colliding in the air. Every confrontation was accompanied by earth-shaking sounds and devastating energy fluctuations.

Their battle is not only a contest of strength, but also a collision of will and belief.

The reason why they resolutely chose to wage a fierce battle in this vast and boundless sky was, fundamentally, because both of them had climbed to the pinnacle of martial arts and reached the legendary realm of reaching the sky.

A strong person at this level can mobilize the power of heaven and earth with just a move of his hands and feet. The terrifying power of this level is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

If the battle took place on the ground, it would surely be a catastrophic collision, with a wide range enough to devour all living things and buildings in the surrounding area, leaving behind a wasteland and destruction.

Therefore, they could only move the battlefield to the boundless sky to avoid unnecessary sacrifice and destruction.

After all, there are people from both sides there.

In the sky, two figures shuttled between thunder and roar like gods. Every confrontation between them was accompanied by lightning and thunder, as if they were using the power of heaven and earth as weapons to fight a battle across life and death.

The roar not only shook the sky, but also deeply shook the hearts of everyone on the ground, making people involuntarily feel awe and fear.

In the fierce battle, the people on the ground did not stop. Their eyes turned to the direction of Ling Xiao and Jiang Xiruo.

Jiang Xiruo looked extremely weak at this moment. Her breath was faint, as if it would dissipate in the wind at any time. It was obvious that she could no longer pose any threat.

Although Ling Xiao is quite powerful, he seems so small and powerless compared to the two Tongtian Realm masters. It seems that he may be caught in the storm and become a victim at any time.

"Everyone, what are you still hesitating about? If we don't take action now, when will we take action?" Jiang Xiu's voice was like an icy blade, piercing through the air and piercing people's hearts.

His eyes were burning with rage, and the ferocity seemed to devour Ling Xiao completely.

In his heart, the hatred towards Ling Xiao had grown like weeds. He vowed to witness Ling Xiao's death with his own eyes in order to calm the anger and unwillingness in his heart.

"Miss Xiu, please don't worry, I will handle this matter." The middle-aged warrior smiled and stood out from the crowd with a calm and confident attitude.

His eyes revealed a kind of calmness and composure that comes from being experienced in the face of many hardships, as if he could handle any challenge with ease.

"Uncle Zhang, thank you for your help." Jiang Xiu looked at the middle-aged warrior, and her worries instantly disappeared. She knew that although she had entered the sixth level of the martial spirit realm and was already a leader among her peers, she was still immature compared to Uncle Zhang in front of her.

Uncle Zhang, as a well-known strong man in the family, his strength has reached the ninth level of the martial soul realm. His profound foundation and rich experience are definitely beyond her reach.

With his attack, even the seemingly extraordinary Ling Xiao would definitely not be able to escape the fate of being seriously injured, not to mention the subsequent fatal blow.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Zhang's lips curled up into a faint smile, which was a kind of confidence and composure that came from deep in his heart.

He slowly walked in front of Ling Xiao, maintaining a distance that was neither too close nor too dignified - about three meters away.

Then, he looked down at Ling Xiao coldly, his eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts flashing with unquestionable determination and coldness.

"Boy, a wise man is a wise man. Your aunt Jiang Xiqing has been entangled by the Taishan elders and is unable to deal with them. She is doomed to fail. You and your equally weak mother have no hope of winning at all."

Uncle Zhang's voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Ling Xiao's heart, trying to destroy his last will to resist.

"I advise you to quickly give up your martial arts and surrender to us. In this way, you may be able to save your life and avoid unnecessary pain and torture."

However, in this split second, Ling Xiao's figure seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight without a trace.

Only a faint afterimage was left in the air, and everyone's pupils suddenly widened in shock.

This sudden change made everyone present feel a chill in their hearts, and they suddenly realized that the weakness Ling Xiao had shown before was actually such a clever disguise, aimed at confusing the opponent and accumulating strength to strike.

A soft puff sound, like the dullest thunder before dawn, instantly broke the silence around.

Uncle Zhang's face was still frozen with the sneer and confidence from the previous moment, but suddenly, an indescribable pain broke out between his brows, as if there was a flame burning and ice cutting it.

pain!
It's a sharp pain!
He felt as if his head was about to explode, and the pain was so severe that he wished he was dead. (End of this chapter)