Chapter 13268: Just kill like that?

Chapter 13268: Just kill like that?
Upon hearing this, Master Qi nodded slightly, indicating his agreement with Ling Xiao's judgment. "It's indeed not!" he said, with a hint of relief in his tone.

Then, he turned to Ling Xiao and advised with concern: "Brother Ling, you don't have to fight them just because they provoke you. Some boring challenges can be avoided to avoid wasting energy. Of course, avoiding fighting may affect morale to a certain extent, but if you really don't want to fight, I can fight for you."

Hearing this, Ling Xiao raised a faint smile, his eyes revealing confidence and composure.

"That's not necessary," he said, with a hint of disdain and contempt in his tone, "They are just a few blind rubbish, just deal with them casually."

Ling Xiao's vision has now become extremely high. In his mind, only true masters like Zhang Ruochen and Hun Wuxu are worthy of his efforts. He no longer takes the masked young man's soul, who once caused him a lot of trouble, seriously.

His eyes flashed with determination, as if he was ready to face the challenge at any time. The people around him looked at Ling Xiao's confident look, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and expectation in their hearts. They knew that once Ling Xiao took action, it would be a wonderful battle.

Although these people under the city were aggressive, Ling Xiao's eyes were as sharp as a torch and he could see through their strengths and weaknesses at a glance.

Their strength was indeed not weak, but in Ling Xiao's eyes, they were only about the same level as the two Rakshasa demons. He didn't know where such opponents got the confidence from to dare to challenge him, a powerful man who had made a great name for himself in the soul world.

Ling Xiao's mouth curled up into a faint sneer, and his eyes revealed a kind of arrogance that looked down on all living beings. For him, killing the enemy is not only a means of demonstrating strength, but also an indispensable aid in his cultivation.

Whether it was the improvement of his own realm or the promotion of the bloodthirsty sword soul, they all needed to be strengthened through devouring. After all, the most fundamental skill he practiced was the Heaven Devouring Demonic Skill that could devour everything and turn it into his own.

At this moment, the man holding the spear under the city suddenly spoke, his voice full of provocation and disdain: "Are you Ling Xiao? Haha, you won't dare to accept my challenge, right? Coward!" His words were full of insults and contempt, as if he had already determined that Ling Xiao was a coward.

After saying that, the man spat on the ground with a hideous smile on his face, as if he had seen Ling Xiao trembling in humiliation at his feet. He continued, "If you really don't dare, you can let someone else do it for you. I don't mind. After all, I'm not interested in fighting a coward."

"Shut up!" Ling Xiao's voice was as cold as ice, exploding in the air in an instant. His figure was like a flash of lightning, and he appeared in front of the man almost as soon as he finished speaking.

The man was obviously startled by this sudden change. He hurriedly raised the spear in his hand and tried to stab Ling Xiao to block this sudden attack.

However, it was too late. Ling Xiao's speed was so fast that it seemed to have transcended the constraints of time, making it impossible for the man to make an effective response.

Ling Xiao's figure flashed before the man's eyes like a ghost. In his hand was a cold, bloodthirsty knife, flashing with a cold light, as if it could devour all life.

Amid the man's astonishment and fear, the bloodthirsty knife cut through the air like a flash of lightning and instantly pierced the man's throat.

One knife! Just one knife! Ling Xiao easily took the man's life. The man's expression froze, his smile was extremely stiff, his eyes were full of unwillingness and fear, perhaps until his death, he never thought that Ling Xiao's strength was so strong that he could kill him in an instant.

Ling Xiao looked at the man's body coldly. There was no mercy or sympathy in his eyes, only indifference and disdain.

"How foolish," he said softly, his tone full of sarcasm and contempt, "How dare you challenge me with your strength? Let Hun Wuxu or Tianhun Saintess come, you are really not qualified."

After saying that, Ling Xiao gently pulled out the bloodthirsty knife, and the man's body shrank instantly, as if all the vitality had been drained away, turning into a mummy.

Blood dripped slowly along the blade of the bloodthirsty knife, staining Ling Xiao's clothes red, but he seemed unaware of it and just stared coldly ahead.

Ling Xiao raised his eyes and glanced at the other enemies who had come to provoke him with an almost indifferent look. His eyes revealed an unquestionable determination, as if he had already decided the fate of these people.

He didn't even give the other party a chance to speak, because in his eyes, these people were not as strong as the man with the gun before.

Ling Xiao's movements were swift and decisive. As he raised his hand, the bloodthirsty knife once again emitted an icy cold light and swung down mercilessly like the scythe of the god of death.

There was a flash of cold light, and the enemies were cut in half in an instant. Their bodies seemed to have lost all vitality and vigor, quickly shrunken, and finally turned into several mummies, lying quietly under the city.

The atmosphere around them instantly became completely silent, and everyone was shocked by Ling Xiao's terrifying strength. They looked at the scene in disbelief, their hearts filled with fear and awe.

"Dead already?" someone murmured, with a tremor in his voice.

"All dead!" another person echoed in horror, his eyes filled with fear of Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao ignored the discussions and exclamations around him. He smiled faintly and turned to walk towards the city wall. His steps were steady and calm, as if nothing had happened.

Bai Sha looked at Ling Xiao's departing back, his throat rolling, and said in disbelief: "Brother Ling, you..." There was a hint of shock and awe in his voice, as if he could no longer find the right words to describe Ling Xiao's strength.

Ling Xiao stopped and looked back at Bai Sha. His eyes revealed confidence and calmness.

"Haha, if anyone comes to provoke me in the future, you don't have to care as long as I'm here." He smiled, with a hint of ease and casualness in his tone, as if he had taken it all for granted.

After saying that, Ling Xiao turned around again and left in big strides. Bai Sha stared blankly at Ling Xiao who was leaving, and then looked at the shrunken corpses under the city, his heart filled with shock and awe. He hadn't come back to his senses yet, as if he was still digesting everything that had just happened.

Not to mention him, everyone on the city wall, whether they were soldiers or generals, seemed to be frozen in that moment. Their eyes were filled with astonishment and shock, and no one could recover quickly!