Chapter 13125: Skeleton Giant

Chapter 13125: Skeleton Giant
"You talk too much nonsense!" Ling Xiao's voice was cold and resolute, without any emotion. As his words fell, the God-Slaying Sword Intent seemed to respond to his will and suddenly pierced into the old man's soul.

The old man felt a sharp pain, as if his soul was torn apart. He opened his mouth, but could no longer make any sound. He could only watch his vitality quickly fade away.

At the same time, Ling Xiao's right hand tightly grasped the bloodthirsty knife and swung it down without any hesitation.

The knife flashed, like lightning piercing the night sky, and instantly slashed at the old man's neck. The sharp blade easily penetrated the old man's skin, muscles, and bones, and blood gushed out, dyeing the surrounding air red.

It all happened so quickly that the old man didn't even have time to react.

His eyes were filled with reluctance and despair, but more of it was helplessness over the loss of life. In this way, a former Tianhe Realm powerhouse, because of underestimating the enemy and talking too much, ended up dying miserably at Ling Xiao's hands.

In fact, in terms of real strength, the old man is indeed stronger than Ling Xiao. But fighting is not only a competition of strength, but also a competition of wisdom, will and mentality.

The old man looked down on Ling Xiao from the beginning, underestimated his potential and determination, and talked a lot of nonsense, which eventually led to his own downfall.

Ling Xiao, with his calmness, decisiveness and powerful strength, proved his strength and showed those peeping people around him what a truly strong person is.

"Let me destroy this shitty place!" Ling Xiao's roar echoed in the empty valley, and every word contained endless anger and determination.

In his eyes, the killing intent surged like a tidal wave, without the slightest hesitation or mercy, just because the name that made him so heartbroken—Xiao Lianzhu—closed her eyes forever here. This grief turned into the most powerful force of the weapon in his hand.

The Bloodthirsty Blade and the God-Slaying Sword seemed to have life in his hands. They danced and intertwined wildly, and every swing was accompanied by a sharp whistle that tore through the air and a roar that shook the ground.

"Boom boom boom boom..." The horrifying sound was endless, as if it was the most violent music between heaven and earth. Huangquan Bulao Mountain, this once majestic and inviolable holy place, was now like a candle in the wind, crumbling, and the sounds of wailing and collapse echoed everywhere.

Ling Xiao's figure was like a ghost, shuttling between the ruins. His steps were firm and resolute, and every step shattered the peace and tranquility of the past.

A moment later, he had gone deep into the core of the small world and came to the secret place where the Huangquan Bulao Mountain Sect was located.

There, a huge and ancient building was hidden among the mountains, appearing both solemn and mysterious. However, at this moment, in Ling Xiao's eyes, it was just a ruin that was about to turn to ashes.

His eyes were bloodshot, an expression of extreme anger and grief. Without the slightest hesitation, he raised his hand and swung his knife. Wherever the blade passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, releasing destructive force.

This knife was not only a declaration of war on Huangquan Bulao Mountain, but also a vent and memorial for Xiao Lianzhu's lost life.

"You bastard, you are so presumptuous!" At this moment, an earth-shaking roar came from the depths of the mountains, carrying endless anger and majesty.

Immediately afterwards, a huge skeletal hand suddenly emerged from the ground, with a faint green light wrapped around it, as if it contained the power of the underworld, and it slapped Ling Xiao fiercely.

This attack was enough to scare any strong man of the same realm, but Ling Xiao just sneered, with a stronger fighting spirit in his eyes. He knew that the real battle had just begun.

boom!
The loud noise, like thunder in the sky, shook the entire valley and made the air around it tremble.

The bone hand and Ling Xiao's unparalleled sharp sword light collided violently in the air, and the energy fluctuations burst out between the two seemed to tear the space apart.

What is amazing is that these two powerful forces were annihilated into nothingness at the same time at the moment of confrontation, leaving only circles of ripples visible to the naked eye slowly spreading in the air.

"Roar……"

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying and shrill roar came from the depths of the mountains. The voice was full of unwillingness and anger, which made people feel uneasy.

As the roar approached, a huge figure slowly stepped into everyone's sight - it was a white-skeletal giant that was dozens of meters tall, with a faint phosphorescent glow on its skeleton, making it look particularly eerie and terrifying.

However, what was striking was that one of the giant's arms had become incomplete, obviously the result of the previous battle with Ling Xiao.

On the shoulder of the white-bone giant, a man in a black robe stood firmly. He was tall and straight, and his black robe swayed gently in the breeze, but his face was extremely ferocious, and his eyes flashed with deep hatred for Ling Xiao.

His gaze was like a sharp blade, piercing straight at Ling Xiao, as if to pierce through the other's mind completely.

"You dare to hurt my baby, you are seeking death!"

The words of the man in black robe were full of murderous intent. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with unquestionable determination.

Obviously, this bone giant is a puppet he carefully cultivated. It is not only powerful, but also carries his desire and pursuit for power.

Now, this puppet had one of its arms cut off by Ling Xiao's sword. Although it could be reborn, the time and resources required were by no means small. This was undoubtedly an unacceptable loss for the man in black robe.

At this moment, the black-robed man's heart was filled with anger and unwillingness. He knew very well that the grudge between him and Ling Xiao could no longer be resolved, and only by fighting with his life could he avenge his previous humiliation.

Ling Xiao, on the other hand, stood quietly in place, his eyes cold, as if he had no fear of the upcoming battle. The confrontation between the two filled the entire valley with a tense and oppressive atmosphere, as if even the air had frozen.

However, Ling Xiao did not respond at all to the provocation and threat from the man in black robe. His eyes revealed an unquestionable firmness and indifference.

In his opinion, the realm of this black-robed man, even if he was at the third level of Tianhe Realm, was only similar to the opponent who had easily fallen under his sword before, and was not worth fearing at all.

Ling Xiao knew very well that his current strength was no longer what it used to be, and he was strong enough to confront such a strong man head-on, so he was naturally fearless.

As Ling Xiao's mind moved, the unfathomable martial art of Daluo Tianmo Ying was instantly displayed.

His figure was seen flashing like a ghost, and there seemed to be countless afterimages interweaving in the air. In fact, he had created hundreds of clones at an astonishing speed. These clones had different shapes, but all exuded a powerful aura that was no different from Ling Xiao's original body. They were like dark clouds pressing down on the sky, and they all killed the man in black robes, covering the sky with dimness.