Chapter 13417 Ling Xiao's Plan

As the laughter died down, Bai Yan's figure leisurely appeared near the black knight. He was still as powerful as ever, emitting the unique pressure of a strong man in the Condensation Realm. The pressure was heavy and steady, not weaker than any black knight, and even had a faint tendency to suppress.

Ling Xiao's eyes were fixed on Bai Yan, with a complicated expression. He turned his head and looked into the distance, only to see that the battle over there was equally fierce, but the situation was not optimistic.

Bai Yan had just been fighting with Cheng Shifei and others, but now he was able to free up his hands to deal with them. This undoubtedly showed that their advantage had become increasingly obvious and the situation was becoming increasingly critical.

Sure enough, Ling Xiao's worries were soon confirmed. He noticed that Cheng Shifei's battle was also going wrong.

Wang Zhenshou, the helper, was seriously injured, his robe was stained with blood, his face was pale, his breath was weak, and he was rushed to the city for treatment. Zhao Heng was almost exhausted, sweat kept dripping down his cheeks, his movements began to slow down, and it was obvious that he no longer had the strength to fight.

On the battlefield, corpses were lying everywhere, blood dyed the ground red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Those comrades who had fought side by side fell one by one at this moment, and Ling Xiao's heart was filled with grief and anger.

He knew very well that this battle had reached a life-and-death moment, and they had to go all out to have a chance of survival.

Farther away, Di Huangzhu's eyes appeared extremely confused, as if swallowed by endless darkness. There was neither a glimmer of hope in his eyes, nor the courage to continue fighting.

Her body trembled slightly, as if even standing had become extremely difficult. The air of despair that permeated the surroundings was like invisible shackles that bound her tightly.

Ling Xiao frowned upon seeing this. He knew that the current situation had reached a point where it could not be delayed any longer. Only by killing the more representative figures of the other side could these people who had lost confidence regain their fighting spirit.

Otherwise, without the enemy having to take action, they would collapse in despair and completely lose the ability to resist.

His eyes quickly scanned the battlefield, looking for a possible breakthrough. Suddenly, his eyes fixed on Hun Wuxu who was fighting fiercely with the Heavenly Soul Saint.

Hun Wuxu, the former elite of the Soul Clan and now a traitor, his existence is undoubtedly a big blow to the morale of the warriors of the Demon Suppression Mansion. But if Hun Wuxu can be killed, it will definitely greatly boost the morale of the warriors of the Demon Suppression Mansion, allowing them to see the dawn of victory and rekindle their will to fight.

Ling Xiao carefully observed Hun Wuxu's combat status and discovered that although he had broken through the Condensation Realm, his current cultivation level was only the fourth level of the Condensation Realm, which was equivalent to that of the Heavenly Soul Saint.

This gave him some confidence that as long as he could find the right opportunity, he could easily kill him and win the crucial battle for the Demon Suppression Mansion.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao took a deep breath, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and then he released the Daluotian Demon Shadow clone without hesitation, with all his strength.

These clones were like illusory ghosts, instantly filling the entire battlefield. There were more than 300 of them, and each one exuded an aura similar to Ling Xiao's original body. It was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, and it was dazzling.

Although the combat power of these clones is less than half of Ling Xiao's original body, their existence is enough to make the enemy fall into chaos and confusion. Ling Xiao knows that as long as they can confuse the enemy and create opportunities for real fighting, these clones have completed their mission.

Under the cover of the clone, Ling Xiao quietly let one of the clones blend into the crowd, like an invisible poisonous snake, quietly approaching Hun Wuxu. The actions of this clone completely attracted the attention of the surrounding enemies, making them mistakenly believe that Ling Xiao's real body was attacking Hun Wuxu.

At the same time, Ling Xiao's original body and other clones rushed towards Bai Yan like a violent storm. Their movements were swift and fierce, and each attack contained a force that was enough to shake the heavens and the earth. To outsiders, Ling Xiao was undoubtedly going to launch a fatal attack on Bai Yan and completely destroy the hope of the Zhenhun Palace Holy Hall.

"The genius of the Soul-Calming Palace's Holy Hall, if I kill you, the Holy Hall will be very sad, right?" Ling Xiao attacked while laughing grimly, his voice full of desire for victory and contempt for the enemy. Each of his attacks was precise and deadly, as if he wanted to pour all his anger and unwillingness on Bai Yan.

"Haha, can you kill them? As long as you don't underestimate these ten black knights, you won't even have a chance to get close to me." Bai Yan's words were filled with sarcasm and disdain. His eyes flashed with confidence and arrogance, as if he had already grasped the victory.

Ling Xiao's expression did not change at all when he heard this. He knew very well that what Bai Yan said was true.

These ten black knights were strong and well-trained. As long as they did not underestimate the enemy, they could indeed stop any enemy who tried to approach Bai Yan. This was also the reason why Ling Xiao did not choose to attack Bai Yan directly, but chose to sneak attack Hun Wuxu.

Bai Yan, as a true genius of the Holy Temple, his identity and status are naturally extraordinary.

There are always strong people protecting him. No matter his strength or wisdom, he is definitely not an ordinary person. Although Hun Wuxu is also a strong man, he is a refugee after all. Compared with a direct descendant genius like Bai Yan, he will not receive the same attention and protection.

Therefore, Ling Xiao's choice to launch a sneak attack on Hun Wuxu was undoubtedly a carefully planned plan with relatively low risks.

On the battlefield, warriors are often too busy to consider Ling Xiao's true intentions and plans. They only react based on the current situation and the enemy's actions, which is exactly what Ling Xiao wants to see.

Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and he already had a plan in mind.

He knew that he had to seize this rare opportunity, using the cover of his clone and the chaotic situation to strike quickly and decisively and deal a fatal blow to Hun Wuxu. Only in this way could he completely disrupt the enemy's position and gain more chances of winning.

The entire battlefield was filled with shouts of killing and the sounds of weapons clashing, but Ling Xiao seemed to be in another world. In his mind, there was only Hun Wuxu, who was about to become the ghost under his sword, and the upcoming victory.

When Ling Xiao tried his best to attack Bai Yan, but was cleverly resolved by the opponent time and time again. Instead, the ten black knights followed him like a shadow and kept destroying his clones. The onlookers around him began to talk about it, and many people even cast mocking glances at him, thinking that Ling Xiao was completely crazy and had a problem with his brain to do such an unrealistic thing.

Faced with all the ridicule and doubt, Ling Xiao's face did not show the slightest sign of hesitation or panic.