Chapter 13130: Don't blame me if you take action

Upon hearing this, the old man's mouth curled up into a smug smile, which was mixed with a bit of coldness and madness. He slowly put away his sword and looked at Ling Xiao carefully with his eyes that were also full of greed and calculation, as if he was evaluating a rare treasure.

"Humph, after a closer look, your talent is more than ten times better than that of Xiao Lianzhu. If I can extract your soul intact and present it to Master Wuxu, it will be a great achievement, enough to raise my status in Huangquan Bulao Mountain to a higher level."

The old man's words revealed a strong sense of greed and ambition. His eyes wandered over Ling Xiao, as if he had already seen the reward and honor he would receive from this "great gift".

As his thoughts drifted further and further away, the heat and greed in his eyes became more intense, as if they wanted to swallow Ling Xiao whole.

Ling Xiao looked at the old man indifferently, his deep eyes seemed to contain an endless abyss, the bloodthirsty knife and the god-killing sword in his hands trembled slightly, and he let out a low and powerful roar, as if he was full of dissatisfaction and anger at the old man's arrogant words.

Amid the flashing of swords and sabers, there is a majesty and power that cannot be underestimated.

"Old man, you Huangquan Bulao Mountain boasts that you have many masters and Tianhe Realm strongmen, but in my eyes, Ling Xiao, they are just lambs to be slaughtered. Let me ask you, are these so-called strongmen really enough for me to kill to my heart's content?"

A sinister smile appeared on Ling Xiao's lips. That smile contained both a response to the old man's provocation and absolute confidence in his own strength.

Upon hearing this, the old man's face instantly turned gloomy, like the sky before a storm, depressing and terrifying.

"Boy, you may be famous in the outside world, and some people may even be afraid of you because of the power behind you. But in our Huangquan Bulao Mountain, we will not retreat even a single step because of your false reputation."

The old man's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of determination and indomitable spirit.

Before he finished speaking, the old man suddenly jumped up, like a cheetah ready to attack, and swung the sword in his hand suddenly, slashing at Ling Xiao through the air with a fierce sword.

This sword embodied the old man's lifelong cultivation and will. Wherever the tip of the sword passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a piercing whistling sound.

A blood-red sword beam suddenly appeared in the space in front of Ling Xiao, like an angry blood dragon, with the momentum of destroying the world, it quickly expanded and pounced towards Ling Xiao. Wherever the sword beam passed, the space seemed to be dyed blood-red, and a heart-pounding breath of death spread.

However, at this critical moment, Ling Xiao's figure disappeared like a ghost, leaving only a faint afterimage.

The blood-red sword light penetrated the afterimage unhindered, but Ling Xiao himself appeared safe and sound not far away, with a faint smile on his face, as if everything that had just happened was just a trivial farce.

Seeing this scene, the old man narrowed his eyes slightly, with a flash of surprise and solemnity in his eyes. He said in a deep voice: "Good boy, you can avoid my attack so easily and seem so calm. Who are you?"

Before he finished speaking, a chill suddenly rose in the air, and then, a dazzling knife light pierced through the sky like lightning, heading straight for the old man's face. The knife light contained endless sharpness and murderous intent, as if it could cut through all obstacles.

Seeing this, the old man's face turned stern, and he tightly grasped the long sword with both hands. The spiritual power in his body surged and instantly condensed on the tip of the sword. He did not move his body, but just turned his wrist slightly, and swung the sword. The sword light was like a dragon, and collided head-on with the blade light.

boom!
A deafening roar exploded in the air, as if the sky and earth changed color. The blade and the sword gleam clashed fiercely in the air, shining brightly and dazzlingly. The two collided with each other, erupting with astonishing energy fluctuations, causing the surrounding space to distort.

As time went by, the blade light gradually became powerless under the powerful sword light of the old man, and began to break into pieces, and finally turned into dots of light and dissipated into the invisible. However, the old man's sword light was also consumed in the process and also disappeared into the air.

But the old man did not slack off at all. He knew very well that Ling Xiao was very powerful and he had to go all out to defeat him.

Then, he stretched out his body and shuttled across the battlefield like a ghost. He swung the sword in his hand again, and the blood-red sword light swept up again. This time, it turned into a ferocious scarlet tiger, roaring and pouncing towards Ling Xiao.

"Blood tiger kill!" The old man roared, his voice full of determination and murderous intent. The blood tiger seemed to sense the master's will, and the roar became more deafening and faster, as if it wanted to tear Ling Xiao into pieces.

Faced with this sudden attack, Ling Xiao frowned slightly, but then he regained his composure.

He retreated violently, as light and graceful as a leaf in the wind, and at the same time, he swung the bloodthirsty knife in his hand continuously. Dozens of sharp blade beams came out like raindrops, interweaving with the ferocious blood tiger in the air to form a thrilling picture.

bang bang bang...

Following a series of deafening explosions, the originally raging blood-red sword light was finally shattered like fragile bubbles under Ling Xiao's full-force counterattack, and turned into red light that dissipated into the air.

Ling Xiao took advantage of the situation and retreated, his figure leaving a trail of afterimages on the battlefield like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he had retreated dozens of meters away, quickly widening the distance between him and the old man, forming a safe barrier.

The old man stared at Ling Xiao, with a hint of surprise and admiration in his eyes.

He noticed a few streaks of blood inadvertently seeping from the corners of Ling Xiao's mouth, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. He slowly said: "Good boy, you are only at the Divine Transformation Realm, but your body is so strong that you can withstand my full-strength attack and only suffer minor injuries. It's really amazing."

The old man's words not only showed recognition of Ling Xiao's strength, but also revealed a subtle hint of amusement.

However, this brief admiration did not last long. The old man's eyes suddenly became sharp. He knew very well that today's battle would be a win or a loss, and there was no room for carelessness.

So, he shouted in a deep voice: "But, it won't be so comfortable next time!" After that, he raised the sword again, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly. On the tip of the sword, the blood-red light condensed again. This time, its power was even more terrifying than before.

With a low roar from the old man, "Blood Dragon Kill!" A shocking sword light burst out from the tip of the sword. It was no longer in the form of a tiger before, but a lifelike blood dragon. It roared and rolled, carrying the power to destroy the world, and pounced towards Ling Xiao.

The old man's attack was obviously intended to take Ling Xiao's life.

(End of this chapter)