Chapter 13106 Tell me the man behind the scenes

Chapter 13106 Tell me the man behind the scenes
Then, he waved his right hand gently like flowing water, his movement was elegant and decisive.

I saw a tiny but sharp sword light flash by, and there seemed to be a slight tearing sound in the air.

In the blink of an eye, Pang Jun's two ears were cut off accurately. The blood instantly dyed his clothes red and dripped onto the ground, forming shocking blood flowers.

Pang Jun's face was distorted by the pain and shock. He covered his face in disbelief and let out a shrill scream. The air around him seemed to freeze, and everyone was deeply shocked by this scene.

"Now," Ling Xiao's voice was low and powerful. He stared at Pang Jun with a sharp gaze, as if he wanted to penetrate his soul. "Tell me, why did you pick on me for no reason? What happened today was definitely not accidental. There must be something hidden behind it."

His tone revealed an unquestionable majesty that made people dare not hide anything.

However, Pang Jun did not seem to be intimidated by Ling Xiao's majesty. Instead, he was overwhelmed by anger. He roared, his voice full of unwillingness and madness: "What are you still standing there for? Kill him! I want him to know the consequences of offending me!"

Following his order, the masters who followed him responded one after another, rushing towards Ling Xiao like hungry wolves. Although their movements were swift and fierce, they were just child's play in Ling Xiao's eyes. He smiled contemptuously, and that smile showed both disdain for his opponent and confidence in his own strength.

He glanced at the masters rushing over and evaluated in his heart. The strongest one was only at the peak of Tongtian Realm, and there was not even a strong man who had entered Tianhe Realm. To him, such a lineup was just a group of ants and was not to be feared at all.

He shook his head slightly, as if feeling sorry for their overestimation of their own abilities.

His eyes suddenly turned cold, and the aura around Ling Xiao seemed to solidify in an instant, and a heart-pounding chill filled the air.

Then, the deep and terrifying soul power in his body suddenly burst out like a volcanic eruption, shining brightly and dispelling all the darkness around him. This soul power contained endless majesty and oppression, which made people involuntarily feel awe.

With the release of soul power, a mixture of sword and knife intent, which was a mixture of bloodthirstiness and god-killing, suddenly merged and turned into an extremely sharp edge, rushing towards the masters who were about to pounce on him like the creation of the world.

Wherever this sharp edge passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making sharp whistling sounds.

Faced with this sudden and terrifying attack, the masters froze in their movements, their faces became dull with fear, as if they were fixed in place by an invisible force. Their eyes were full of disbelief and despair, but they were powerless to resist.

Ling Xiao's figure shuttled through the crowd like a ghost, and every swing of the sword was precise and ruthless. The blade cut through the air, bringing with it a series of piercing wind-breaking sounds, and every slash was accompanied by the enemy's falling figure and shrill screams.

Blood splattered everywhere, staining Ling Xiao's robe and the surrounding ground red. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Soon after, the screams all around gradually subsided, leaving only heavy breathing and the occasional sound of objects collapsing.

Ling Xiao sat back in his original position, his face was calm, as if nothing had happened. However, there were more than a dozen corpses around him, all of them were masters of Tongtian Realm, and their eyes still showed the fear and unwillingness before death.

The warriors brought by Pang Jun, including the strongest warrior at the peak of Tongtian Realm, have now become dead souls under Lingxiao Sword. Although the battle was short, it was extremely tragic. Even the originally solid room was shattered by the powerful soul power, and the ground was in a mess.

The movement here quickly attracted the attention of countless powerful people around. They all cast doubtful glances, but no one dared to approach easily. After all, the strength displayed by Ling Xiao was too terrifying, which made people feel afraid.

In this battlefield of chaos and silence, Ling Xiao sat alone in the center, like an invincible god of war, making people dare not look directly at him.

The atmosphere in the room was so heavy that it almost froze. Pang Jun stared at Ling Xiao with his eyes wide open, disbelief and blazing anger intertwined in his eyes, as if he wanted to engrave Ling Xiao's figure in his heart forever.

"Ling Xiao, you... do you know what you are doing, you..." His voice trembled, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of unwillingness and despair.

However, before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao's actions were faster than his words. He moved his wrist slightly, and the long sword pierced Pang Jun's face like a spirit snake coming out of a hole.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and blood spurted out like a fountain, staining Ling Xiao's clothes and Pang Jun's terrified face red. Pang Jun let out a heart-wrenching scream, the sound was shrill and desperate, and it resounded throughout the room like a pig being slaughtered.

He instinctively wanted to turn around and run away, but Ling Xiao was one step faster. Ling Xiao grabbed Pang Jun by the collar and pulled him back as easily as a chicken, making it impossible for him to escape the fate of death. Pang Jun's eyes were full of fear and despair. He struggled desperately, but in vain.

Pang Xiaojuan witnessed all this, her face was as pale as paper, her eyes were wide open, and she was completely stunned. She had never seen such a bloody and cruel scene, and the fear and shock in her heart were intertwined, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

She looked at Ling Xiao's cold and resolute eyes, and an unprecedented chill surged in her heart.

Ling Xiao, however, seemed to be oblivious to all this. He was still sitting there, his posture upright and calm. He gently picked up the cup of cooled spiritual tea on the table, took a sip, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Pour the tea!" His voice was calm and powerful, as if nothing had happened just now.

Pang Xiaojuan's body trembled when she heard this. She didn't dare to hesitate at all, and quickly picked up the teapot, pouring another cup of tea for Ling Xiao with trembling hands.

Her movements were mechanical and stiff, and her eyes were full of fear and obedience. In her opinion, if she didn't do as she was told, she might end up like Pang Jun, with a miserable fate.

Ling Xiao's gaze gently swept over Pang Jun who was kneeling at his feet. It was a scrutiny without any warmth, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant.

Pang Jun's face was twisted with resentment, his facial features were dislocated with anger, his eyes were burning with rage, yet mixed with deep fear, making his face look extremely hideous, like a devil crawling out of hell, which was chilling.