Chapter 12938 Jiang Xiu's Death

Chapter 12938 Jiang Xiu's Death
The holy pattern array emitted a faint holy light, enveloping everything around it, as if it were an independent little world.

As the formation was completed, a huge illusory giant sword suddenly condensed and took shape in the holy pattern formation. The giant sword was composed of pure spiritual power, emitting a heart-pounding pressure, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the back of Ling Xiao's heart.

At this moment, the atmosphere of the entire battlefield seemed to freeze, and everyone's eyes were focused on the giant sword, looking forward to its next move.

"Die!" Jiang Xiu's voice was mixed with hysterical madness and determination. All her soul power seemed to be concentrated on the giant sword that was about to fall. The flame of revenge flashed in her eyes, as if she had foreseen the moment of satisfaction when her great revenge was achieved.

The giant sword cut through the air with a deafening roar and went straight to Ling Xiao's back. Its force was unstoppable, as if even the space was going to be split in two.

However, at this critical moment, Ling Xiao turned his head at an incredible speed, and his deep eyes revealed a hint of sarcasm, as if he was mocking Jiang Xiu's fruitless efforts.

His voice was calm and indifferent, yet it revealed an unquestionable majesty: "If you hadn't taken action, I would have almost forgotten about you. In this chaotic world, living a miserable life might be an option, but you insist on coming here to die. In this case, I will grant your wish."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao's mind moved, and the majestic sword intent in his body surged out like a flood bursting through a dam, transforming into a dazzling sword light that rushed straight into the sky.

Although this God-killing Sword Intent was not a physical attack, its lethality was no less than any divine weapon. It seemed to have its own will, drawing a perfect arc in the air and accurately meeting the huge illusory giant sword.

The two forces collided violently in the air, causing a dazzling light and a deafening roar. However, only a moment later, the giant sword formed by spiritual power began to crack, and then shattered, turning into a little spiritual light and dissipating into nothingness.

However, Ling Xiao's sword intent did not diminish at all, and continued to move forward, pointing directly at Jiang Xiu.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiu's face turned pale as paper, her eyes full of disbelief and despair. She struggled to make a final resistance, but her body seemed to be frozen, unable to move.

She opened her eyes wide, as if she wanted to engrave this moment in her heart forever, but she couldn't believe that she had actually been defeated like this, and defeated so completely.

Her body was still intact, but her soul completely collapsed under the impact of this powerful sword intent and turned into nothingness. At that moment, her heart was filled with resentment and regret. She didn't want to accept this fact. She wanted to resist, but it was too late.

The fire of her life was completely extinguished at this moment, leaving only an empty shell, lying quietly on the land stained with blood.

At this moment, the entire battlefield seemed to be shrouded by an invisible force and fell into an unprecedented silence.

The air around was frozen and even the wind seemed to have stopped flowing, leaving only faint sounds occasionally coming from afar, echoing in this empty battlefield, adding a bit of eeriness and terror, like a mass grave at midnight, every inch of land exuding a heart-pounding chill.

Everyone looked at each other, with disbelief on their faces.

None of them expected that the first casualty of this battle would be Jiang Xiu, who seemed to be in a safe place and should have been the most secure. This sudden change was like a bolt from the blue, causing everyone present to feel nervous and involuntarily develop an ominous premonition.

“If Jiang Taishan learns of Jiang Xiu’s death, he will probably lose control completely. The consequences will be…” Someone whispered in a low voice with a trembling voice, as if he had foreseen the coming storm.

These words were like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples and sending a chill through everyone's hearts. Fear and anxiety spread rapidly like weeds.

Chen Yuan and other Jiang family warriors stared blankly at Jiang Xiu who was lying on the ground. Her figure looked particularly desolate and helpless in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Their throats rolled involuntarily, and they swallowed their dry saliva, trying to relieve the indescribable tension and oppression. Everything around them seemed to have lost its color, leaving only endless coldness and despair.

However, in this dead silence, a more powerful aura quietly surged. Ling Xiao's figure shuttled across the battlefield like a ghost, his eyes flashing with a cold light, as if he had already locked onto the next target.

With his low shout, "Blood Devil Dawn!" the atmosphere of the entire battlefield changed again.

Ling Xiao suddenly swung the bloodthirsty sword in his hand, and a blood-red light cut through the sky, instantly turning into a hideous and terrifying blood-red demon.

The devil's eyes were red and there was a cruel smile on his lips, as if he was a demon god crawling out from the underworld, coming to the world with endless killing and destruction.

Wherever the blade passed, the air was torn apart, and the space seemed to be distorted by this force. All obstacles in its way were like paper and were easily torn apart.

At this moment, the entire battlefield was shrouded by this bloody demon. It was like the first ray of sunshine at dawn, illuminating the world shrouded in darkness, but at the same time it also brought endless destruction and disaster.

Everyone felt a strong sense of crisis rising in their hearts. They knew that Ling Xiao's next attack was ready to be launched, and whether they could survive under this force was still unknown.

In an instant, a strong wind suddenly arose, like thousands of troops galloping past, and the air waves it brought up seemed to be substantial, raging on the battlefield, rolling up dust and fallen leaves, forming whirlpools, and drawing everything around it into it.

There was an extremely oppressive atmosphere in the air, accompanied by bursts of roars. The sound was low and powerful, like ancient thunder exploding between heaven and earth, shaking everyone's heart.

Ling Xiao's figure stood firm in the fierce wind and roar, and the blood-red devil energy surging around him became more and more dense, like a burning flame, wrapping his figure in it, appearing both mysterious and terrifying. This devil energy contained endless power and violence, as if it could devour everything, making people afraid.

Although Ling Xiao's realm was not high among these people, the skills and martial arts he mastered were among the strongest, and every move and every style contained the power to destroy the world.

Especially the bloodthirsty sword soul in his hand, which is the best among the top martial souls. It is a treasure left by the boss of the Demon Sect, containing the wisdom and power of the Demon Sect for thousands of years, which is enough for Ling Xiao to crush his opponents in battle.