Chapter 13366 Difficult Suppression

Chapter 13366 Difficult Suppression
The sword slashed out, and the space seemed to be torn apart by the might of the sword, becoming illusory. The air was filled with a palpitating breath, which was the fluctuation caused by the collision of sword energy and space, as if even the heaven and earth were trembling at this moment.

Zhang Qi's sword, like a giant silver dragon, cut through the sky and headed straight for Ling Xiao's head, vowing to split his head in half.

As for Ling Xiao, at this critical moment of life and death, the dark light in his eyes became increasingly intense. He seemed to be ready for this attack. No matter what the outcome, he would go all out and fight to the end.

Ling Xiao held the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword tightly in his hands. A dark and mysterious light flowed on the sword, as if it could devour everything.

His expression became more ferocious, his eyes flashing with determination and unyielding, as if he wanted to concentrate all his anger and strength in this one strike. Zhang Qi's sword was like silver lightning, cutting through the sky, getting closer and closer, and the cold light flashing on the tip of the sword seemed to foreshadow the coming of death.

At a certain moment, when the sword light was less than three meters in front of Ling Xiao, he suddenly moved.

Ling Xiao's movements were as fast as lightning. The Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in his hand seemed to turn into a black lightning, stabbing out with endless power and murderous intent! At that moment, the air seemed to be torn apart by this sword, making a sharp whistling sound.

At the same time, a powerful force surged in Ling Xiao's body. It was his Tyrant Martial Spirit that he had not used for a long time.

As his mind moved, the Tyrant Martial Spirit was suddenly released, and the entire space suddenly became illusory and distorted, as if shrouded by a mysterious force. Then, this piece of space began to collapse and turned into an endless empty universe.

This is the Tyrant Universe, a unique space created by Ling Xiao's martial spirit. In this space, all of Ling Xiao's attacks will be maximized, as if he is the master of this space and can control everything.

However, Ling Xiao also knew that his Tyrant Martial Spirit was more coveted than the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in his hand. This was a secret, a secret that he could not easily reveal, because once it was revealed, he would face more dangers and challenges.

But today, facing such a powerful enemy, Ling Xiao had no way out. He took a deep breath and put all his fear and hesitation behind him.

In order to fight against the powerful enemy and protect everything he cherished, he had to use this last trump card. At this moment, Ling Xiao seemed to merge with the Tyrant Spirit, and his strength, will, and faith reached unprecedented heights.

Ling Xiao has really played all his cards today.

In this life-and-death contest, he had already demonstrated his full strength without reservation. Apart from the legendary World-Destroying Magic Needle, all the strength and skills he could muster were basically poured into this strike.

He took a deep breath, and all the strength in his body seemed to be gathered on the long sword in his hand. The power of the Overlord was like a raging torrent, rushing into this attack frantically, making the originally slender sword light become thick and dazzling, as if it could cut off all obstacles in the world.

hum!
Accompanied by a long and shocking sword sound, Ling Xiao's sword stabbed out like lightning that cut through the sky, with endless power and murderous intent! At that moment, the entire space seemed to be torn apart by this sword, and the air was filled with a palpitating breath.

The next moment, Ling Xiao's sword stabbed directly into Zhang Qi's sword. The two swords intersected, making a crisp and loud metal collision sound, as if two mountains collided, shaking the surrounding space slightly.

Head-to-head!
Ding!
Then, a deafening roar sounded, as if countless thunders exploded in the air. Zhang Qi, who had originally had the upper hand, was forced to retreat violently at this moment. His face turned pale, and his eyes flashed with disbelief.

At the same time, a crack appeared on the sword in his hand. Although it didn't look serious, the tiny crack was like a sign of death, which made people feel chilled.

Once this crack appears, it will be like a thousand-mile dam being destroyed by an ant hole, which means that Zhang Qi's sword can no longer withstand the power of Ling Xiao's attack and may collapse at any time.

This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Zhang Qi.

He knew very well that once the sword collapsed, his fighting power would be greatly reduced, but Ling Xiao would not give him any chance to breathe.

Zhang Qi was shocked, but his eyes did not relax his vigilance at all, but became more solemn. At this time, Ling Xiao came over again, his movements were simple and direct, without any fancy moves, and he slashed down like lightning.

This sword, carrying endless power and murderous intent, seemed to split the space into two.

Zhang Qi's brows were furrowed. He felt the horror of Ling Xiao's sword and did not dare to be careless. He quickly swung his sword and swept it across the air. Wherever the tip of the sword passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

At this moment, he had completely abandoned his previous contempt. The Ling Xiao in front of him gave him too much shock, forcing him to re-examine this opponent.

He was a powerful warrior at the sixth level of the Condensation Realm, but he was suppressed by Ling Xiao. This made him feel unbelievable. If he told others about this, no one would believe it. He was filled with resentment and anger. He could not accept being suppressed by an opponent whose cultivation was far lower than his.

What he couldn't understand even more was, what kind of martial spirit was Ling Xiao releasing? It was a martial spirit he had never seen before, emitting a terrifying aura that was far beyond everything, as if it could devour everything.

He had never seen such a powerful martial spirit, and he dared not even imagine it.

At this moment, he felt unprecedented fear and powerlessness, as if he was facing an invincible enemy.

When Zhang Qi swept his sword, the space where the sword passed directly cracked, as if it was torn apart by an invisible force.

There was a heart-pounding atmosphere in the air, which was the fluctuation caused by the collision of sword energy and space, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking at this moment.

However, even though he launched such a powerful attack, he still couldn't stop Ling Xiao's progress. That sword, like a sentence of death, was approaching him rapidly.

In the air, Ling Xiao stood tall, holding the long sword tightly in both hands. The tip of the sword flashed with cold light, like a meteor across the sky, slashing down with unparalleled momentum!
His eyes were fixed on his opponent below, with a look of both determination and unwillingness, as if this sword was not only a challenge to the enemy, but also a test of his own limits.

Click!

The sword gleamed like a dragon, cutting through the air with a deafening roar. This sword condensed all of Ling Xiao's strength and will, directly cutting off the equally extraordinary long sword in Zhang Qi's hand, and the sword fragments flew everywhere, like falling stars, brilliant but short-lived.