Chapter 13257 Hun Wuxu and Zhang Ruochen

However, as the battle progressed, the situation changed drastically. The crisis shifted to the enemy, while they themselves were unexpectedly in a relatively safe position.

Hua Shan, Bai Sha, Liu Hu, Liu Bao and Hua Guduo teamed up to deal with Luosha sister alone, and they felt no pressure at all. Although Luosha sister was quite powerful, she seemed powerless in front of the tacit cooperation and strong strength of the five of them, and gradually fell into a passive position.

They couldn't help but feel grateful and admiring towards Ling Xiao.

If Ling Xiao had not stepped forward at the critical moment, single-handedly holding back the masked young man and buying them precious time, today's battle would never have been so easy.

They deeply admired Ling Xiao's bravery and wisdom, and strengthened their determination to fight alongside Ling Xiao.

At this time, Ling Xiao raised his foot and walked towards Sister Luosha. His steps were firm and powerful, and his eyes were full of determination and murderous intent.

He had only one thought in mind, which was to kill all the souls and avenge Master Qi and his sacrificed companions. His figure was particularly tall on the battlefield, like a fearless god of war, vowing to completely destroy all obstacles.

Although Prince Qi was luckily rescued by him, his body was already disabled and he could no longer fight on the battlefield like he used to.

Several other brave warriors were killed by these cruel soul clans. Their sacrifice was like a heavy blow, deeply imprinted in Ling Xiao's heart.

Whenever he thought of the heroes who sacrificed their lives to protect the border of the Demon Suppression Mansion, Ling Xiao's heart was filled with endless anger and grief. He knew very well that if he didn't kill a few souls, how could he be worthy of these warriors who sacrificed their lives to protect the Demon Suppression Mansion?

"Alright, the Rakshasas!"

Just as Ling Xiao's heart was ablaze with the flame of revenge, a lazy and confident voice suddenly sounded on the battlefield. This voice seemed to carry an invisible force, causing Ling Xiao to stop involuntarily and look towards the source of the voice.

Then, a young man in a black robe slowly descended from the sky. His face was as delicate as a sculpture, his eyes were bright, and his temperament was extraordinary. He landed next to the masked young man, and the two stood side by side, like a pair of comrades-in-arms with a tacit understanding.

After seeing the young man, the two Rakshasa demons instantly showed excitement on their faces. They withdrew from the battle and returned to the young man. Their eyes were full of awe and worship, as if the young man was the god in their hearts who could lead them to victory.

Ling Xiao stared at the young man intently. He could feel that the aura emanating from the young man was even more terrifying and powerful than that of the masked young man.

This aura was like an invisible huge wave, making Ling Xiao feel unprecedented pressure and threat. He understood that the appearance of this young man undoubtedly added more variables and challenges to this battle.

"Hun Wuxu?"

Ling Xiao frowned tightly. This name was like a huge rock thrown into his calm heart, stirring up waves. He stared at the young man in front of him with extraordinary temperament and a faint smile, and his heart was filled with complex emotions.

"Haha, I didn't expect that I'm quite famous." Hun Wuxu smiled faintly, and his smile seemed to hide endless meaning.

He shook his head slightly, his eyes fell on Ling Xiao, with a trace of regret: "You are a promising talent, with great strength and potential. However, unfortunately, you are not a member of the Soul Clan. In this world where blood is respected, you must die."

After saying that, Hun Wuxu did not make any move, but only glanced at Ling Xiao calmly. However, this glance seemed to contain endless power, making Ling Xiao instantly feel as if his whole body was imprisoned by invisible shackles, and even the slightest movement became extremely difficult.

"die!"

Hun Wuxu spoke again, his voice was cold and resolute, as if he had already sentenced Ling Xiao to death.

However, at this critical moment, a nimble figure suddenly rushed out from behind Ling Xiao, as swift as a cheetah. The figure held a spear in his hand, the tip of the spear flashing with cold light, and stabbed at the void in front of Ling Xiao at lightning speed.

boom!
A loud bang echoed on the battlefield. This sudden attack actually collided with Hun Wuxu's terrifying soul attack.

The two forces intertwined and collided in the air, bursting out dazzling light and strong energy fluctuations. Surprisingly, this spear actually successfully blocked Hun Wuxu's seemingly invulnerable soul attack, winning a glimmer of hope for Ling Xiao.

"Zhang Ruochen, you are not dead yet." Hun Wuxu frowned slightly, with a hint of surprise and displeasure in his eyes. He stared at the young man in front of him, whose body was torn and bloodstained, with a hint of disbelief in his tone.

Zhang Ruochen, who was once known as the number one genius of the Demon Suppression Mansion, the leader and role model of Hua Shan and others, now stood there like a rag doll, with tattered clothes, wounds all over his body, and even bones exposed in some places, looking extremely miserable.

However, although he looked seriously injured, his eyes were still bright and firm, flashing with an unyielding fighting spirit.

"Haha, although I am not as good as you, it is not that easy for me to die." Zhang Ruochen smiled with difficulty. His voice was weak and hoarse, but every word was full of power. He raised his head slightly. Although his body was exhausted, the light in his eyes did not diminish at all, as if to tell Hun Wuxu that he still had the strength to fight.

Hun Wuxu looked at Zhang Ruochen's determined eyes, and a sneer appeared on his lips. He shook his head slightly, as if he was a little surprised by Zhang Ruochen's tenacity, but more of it was disdain and contempt.

"Interesting. Then today, I will kill you and them together. I want to see how many times you can survive!" His voice was cold and resolute, as if he had made up his mind to turn everything in front of him into nothingness.

After saying this, Hun Wuxu's figure shook slightly, and a powerful aura emanated from him, sweeping across the battlefield like a violent storm. His eyes were filled with murderous intent and determination, as if he wanted to destroy everything in his rage.

Although Zhang Ruochen was seriously injured, he still stood up straight, ready to face the final battle.

Hun Wuxu smiled coldly, and the soul power around him began to surge, obviously preparing to strike again and give Ling Xiao and Zhang Ruochen a fatal blow. However, at this extremely tense moment, something unexpected happened.

Sister Luosha, who was standing beside him, had a face that was once cold and beautiful but now it was twisted with pain. She suddenly screamed, her voice shrill, cutting through the noise of the battlefield.