Chapter 13250 Ghost Banner

Then, Ling Xiao's sword and knife, like two lightning bolts, cut through the sky and instantly arrived in front of the masked young man. The two magic weapons flashed with dazzling light, as if they were going to swallow up the whole world.

The masked young man frowned slightly, with intense shock in his eyes, but more of a new understanding of Ling Xiao's strength.

However, he was not afraid, but strengthened his determination. He knew that the battle had just begun and the real competition was still to come.

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However, just when everyone thought Ling Xiao's attack was about to hit, the masked young man disappeared like a ghost. His figure flashed in the air and avoided all of Ling Xiao's attacks. The speed was so fast that it was unbelievable.

The masked young man reappeared in front of Ling Xiao, his eyes became solemn, completely different from the relaxed look at the beginning. He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to concentrate all his strength in this moment.

He knew that the next battle would be more difficult and more cruel. But he also understood that only by defeating Ling Xiao could he win this battle and get everything he wanted.

He was about to speak, but before he could finish his words, an ominous atmosphere suddenly filled the air. His brows knitted involuntarily, as if he had sensed the impending crisis. Almost instinctively, he moved to the side, trying to dodge the sudden attack with his agility.

However, even though he reacted quickly enough, the cold light still shot out from behind him silently like a ghost, piercing through his clothes and stabbing into his flesh.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, his heartbeat accelerated, and cold sweat broke out, because the cold light was just a little bit away from piercing his precious heart.

Even a powerful warrior like him, who has entered the Tianhe realm, still cannot escape the essence of life - the heart.

Once the heart is damaged, even if one's cultivation is extremely high, it is difficult to save the loss of life. He could clearly feel the coldness spreading through his body, as if it was going to devour his vitality bit by bit.

Under the mask, the young man's eyes instantly became fierce and sharp, as if he wanted to kill Ling Xiao with this vicious look.

What was amazing was that the wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he had never been hurt.

However, this did not mean that he was not hurt, nor did it mean that he was not angry. On the contrary, at this moment, he was extremely angry.

Since he entered the martial arts world, he had gone through countless hardships, but he had never been in such a miserable state. Today, he was injured twice in such a short period of time, which was undoubtedly a great shame for him.

He knew very well that once such news got out, it would cause immeasurable damage to his reputation. He could not tolerate such a thing happening, let alone becoming the laughing stock of others.

Not far away, the faces of the two Rakshasa demons were covered with a thick haze, which was extremely ugly. Their eyes were intertwined with shock and confusion, as if they had witnessed a battle that subverted their cognition.

They knew that the masked youth was very powerful, and his moves were often elusive and powerful. However, Ling Xiao, a seemingly ordinary youth, was able to gain the upper hand in the confrontation with the masked youth, which was undoubtedly a huge shock to their cognition.

Although they also realized that the masked young man did not use his full strength and seemed to be hiding an even more terrifying card, the strength displayed by Ling Xiao still made them feel unbelievable and even a little unacceptable.

Their eyes were fixed on Ling Xiao and the masked young man. Every slight movement tugged at their heartstrings. The tension and anxiety condensed into indescribable wrinkles between their brows.

Likewise, outside the dense forest, Hua Shan and the others also had solemn expressions, as if they were covered by dark clouds. Their eyes kept looking into the depths of the dense forest, where a thrilling contest was taking place.

Although Ling Xiao cleverly avoided the terrifying attack of the Ghost Banner with his extraordinary agility and wisdom, the masked young man's strength still made them feel afraid.

They witnessed with their own eyes the moment the masked young man was pierced by a sharp blade and thought that this would be the beginning of his defeat. However, shockingly, the wound healed in an instant, as if it had never existed.

Such recovery ability is simply like a demon, which makes people wonder, how can such a person be killed?

This unstoppable power filled Hua Shan and others with despair and helplessness.

They knew very well that the masked young man was almost invincible at the moment, and such an opponent was undoubtedly the most terrifying existence they had ever seen in their lives.

For a time, inside and outside the dense forest, both the Rakshasas and Hua Shan and others were caught in unprecedented difficulties and confusion.

Ling Xiao's face was still as calm as water, without the slightest ripple. His eyes were firm, revealing an indomitable light, because he never believed that there was such a thing as immortality in this world.

In his opinion, any seemingly incredible phenomenon must have some explainable reason behind it.

The masked young man's wounds could heal quickly, which undoubtedly followed some unknown rules. As long as we can understand its essence, we will be able to find a way to solve it.

He stared at the masked youth, as if silently announcing his determination. Under this gaze, the masked youth slowly turned his gaze towards Ling Xiao.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile, which showed both recognition of Ling Xiao's strength and anticipation for himself to display his true strength.

"It seems like we really have to take some real action, otherwise we're going to be in big trouble today!" The masked young man's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to come from the bottom of his heart, with unquestionable firmness.

As he finished speaking, he gently waved his hand, and the Ghost Banner, which had been quietly floating in the air, suddenly seemed to be given life and began to tremble violently.

Immediately afterwards, wisps of black flames spewed out from the depths of the Ghost Banner.

These flames are completely different from ordinary flames. They emit an indescribable cold aura, as if they are the breath of death brought from the underworld.

The moment the black flames appeared, the surrounding vegetation seemed to have suffered a catastrophic disaster. They were quickly frozen, and then devoured by the flames, turning into ashes, losing all vitality.

The horrifying scene made people gasp.