Chapter 13316 Monster vs. Monster

Zhang Ruochen, Master Qi, Ling Bi, Bai Sha and others were also fighting hard. Their strength should not be underestimated. Every attack was accompanied by the enemy's wailing and falling.

Gradually, masters began to fight against each other. Zhang Ruochen moved like the wind and blocked Hun Wuxu's way. A fierce battle immediately broke out between the two. Swords flashed, fists whistled, and every confrontation was terrifying.

Master Qi faced off against Luosha's sister, and the fight between the two was equally fierce. The long sword in Master Qi's hand was like a dragon swimming out of the sea, while Luosha's sister's whip was extremely agile, and the two fought back and forth, and it was hard to tell who was better.

Ling Bi and the Holy Lady of Heavenly Soul were locked in a fierce fight. Ling Bi's swordsmanship was fierce and ruthless, and each sword was aimed directly at the vital points. The Holy Lady of Heavenly Soul, with her excellent body movements and powerful strength, resolved Ling Bi's attacks one by one, and the battle between the two was equally exciting.

As time went on, the situation on the battlefield gradually became clear. The two sides began to fight each other, and the battle became more orderly and fierce.

However, it was obvious that the Demon Suppression Mansion was at a disadvantage. Although they were also fighting hard, the other side was not only the Soul Clan, but also some monsters from other forces in the Soul Suppression Mansion. These monsters were equally powerful and brought great pressure to the Demon Suppression Mansion.

For example, A Ke, who had fought Ling Xiao before, was a strange and ruthless opponent. At this moment, she was hiding in a corner of the battlefield, looking for her next target. Another existence that made people feel cold was Bai Yan, who was killing people everywhere and exuding a powerful aura.

"Puff!" A crisp sound cut through the din of the battlefield. A genius from the Demon Suppression House was torn apart as easily as a fragile piece of paper by the holy sword shining with holy light in Bai Yan's hand.

Swinging the holy sword, without any hesitation, Bai Yan turned around and rushed towards another warrior from the Demon Suppression Palace. His speed was so fast that it seemed that even the air was cut by his sharp sword intent. No one could stop his progress.

At this critical moment, Long Chen suddenly appeared on the battlefield like a god descending from heaven. He roared, and his terrifying dragon claws, carrying the power to destroy the world, slammed into the holy sword in Bai Yan's hand. The two forces collided violently in the air, and a deafening roar broke out in an instant, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking.

Boom! A huge roar exploded, smoke and dust rose up, and air waves rolled. Under the impact of this force, Bai Yan's figure was blocked and could not go any further.

However, even under such an attack, Bai Yan remained calm and composed. There was no panic in his eyes, but he became more determined to fight.

Long Chen also frowned. He knew that Bai Yan's strength was terrifying, far beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Even under his all-out attack, Bai Yan was still able to remain undefeated. This strength was indeed awe-inspiring.

"Young Master!" Seeing Long Chen's appearance, the warriors of the Demon Suppression Mansion suddenly became more motivated, as if they saw the dawn of hope.

Finally, there was someone who could stop Bai Yan, which was undoubtedly the greatest luck for them. Otherwise, many of them would have turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated on the battlefield under Bai Yan's indestructible sword.

Ling Xiao's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, piercing through the flying sword shadows and blood mist on the battlefield, and finally locked onto the soul. This genius of the soul clan was harvesting lives on the battlefield in an almost cruel way.

With a slight wave of his hands, countless lives turned into nothingness, but the power of these lives seemed to be stored in some mysterious way and became the source of his own strength.

The soul was an invincible existence on the battlefield. Whenever a warrior from the Demon Suppression Mansion fell, a more powerful aura would surge from his body, as if every death was equivalent to an extra life for him.

This strange ability made the genius of the Demon-Suppressing Mansion who was fighting with him appear extremely passive. Every attack seemed to be hitting cotton, powerless and desperate.

"How is this possible? No matter how hard you try, this opponent is invincible..." The genius of the Demon Suppression House had a look of astonishment and helplessness on his face, and his eyes were filled with despair. He knew very well that no matter how hard he tried, he could not defeat this devil-like opponent.

However, at this moment, a firm voice sounded in his ears: "I will deal with him!"

Ling Xiao's figure appeared in front of Hun Ling like a ghost. He stared at Hun Ling coldly, with an unquestionable light in his eyes. His appearance seemed to bring a glimmer of hope to the already discouraged Tianjiao of Zhenmo Mansion.

"Okay!" Although the genius didn't know Ling Xiao, he knew that he was definitely no match for Hun Ling. Now, someone was finally willing to stand up and help him deal with Hun Ling, so he was naturally very happy. A trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly stepped aside, leaving the battlefield to Ling Xiao and Hun Ling.

Ling Xiao exuded a powerful aura, and his eyes were firm and cold, as if he was ready to fight to the death with the soul. He knew that this battle was not only about his personal honor and disgrace, but also about the fate of the entire Demon Suppression Mansion. Therefore, he had to go all out and not slack off in the slightest.

The soul stared at Ling Xiao, and his deep eyes revealed a bit of fear that was difficult to conceal. He knew very well that Ling Xiao was very powerful. In the last battle, he almost died at the hands of Ling Xiao. The despair and fear on the verge of life and death still made him feel scared.

At this moment, facing the scene of Ling Xiao standing in front of him again, ripples inevitably appeared in Hun Ling's heart.

Not far away, A Ke's battle with another opponent was in full swing, but her cold laughter penetrated the hustle and bustle of the battlefield and hit the ears of the soul: "Soul, if you are afraid of him, let me do it."

There was a hint of provocation and eagerness in A Ke's words. Her eyes, flashing with cold light, stared at Ling Xiao. It was obvious that she was still brooding over the last failure and was eager for revenge.

Hearing this, the soul glanced at A Ke coldly, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You should go deal with others, this kid is mine."

His tone was filled with unquestionable determination. Even though he was somewhat afraid of Ling Xiao, as a genius of the Soul Clan, he would never allow himself to show the slightest sign of retreat or weakness in front of his fellow clansmen. He could not afford to lose this pride and self-esteem.

More importantly, Hun Ling had made sufficient preparations for this battle. He knew very well how powerful Ling Xiao was, so he practiced in secret and constantly improved his strength, just to be able to completely defeat Ling Xiao in today's battle and avenge his previous defeat.