Chapter 13418: Soulless Death

Ling Xiao's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, tightly locking onto every detail on the battlefield, and he already had a plan in his mind.

Just when everyone thought Ling Xiao was about to fall into despair, a sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and that smile contained endless cunning and confidence.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Xiao's real body and the clone that was quietly approaching Hun Wuxu exchanged positions in a flash, and this move caught almost everyone off guard.

This scene was also captured by Bai Yan.

His heart suddenly tightened, realizing something was wrong, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Be careful of Ling Xiao!" However, he didn't know who the specific target of Ling Xiao's strategy was, so he could only shout anxiously, trying to warn everyone.

But unfortunately, his reminder was still a step too late. Just as Bai Yan finished his words, a cold light flashed across the sky like lightning, and Ling Xiao's bloodthirsty knife had already pierced through Hun Wuxu's heart. The cold blade flashed with a bloodthirsty light and began to continuously devour the essence of the blood and qi in Hun Wuxu's body.

Hun Wuxu widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief and despair.

Throughout his life, he had betrayed his own tribe and joined the enemy in pursuit of success and power, but in the end, he still could not escape death. At this moment, he seemed to understand something, but everything was irreversible, and the light of life was quickly fading from his eyes.

"Hun Wuxu is dead! That traitor is dead!"

The sound echoed in the empty battlefield, carrying with it an indescribable sense of relief and pleasure, as if a song had ended and a nightmare had ended.

"Traitors should all die!" Another roar followed, exploding in everyone's ears like thunder, arousing a deeper resonance. This sentence was not only anger, but also a persistence in emotion and loyalty, and the most severe condemnation of those who betrayed.

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The death of Hun Wuxu was undoubtedly like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up waves. The faces of the warriors of the Soul Clan, who had originally looked exhausted due to days of fighting and low morale, now glowed with a strange brilliance.

It was a complex emotion mixed with anger, relief and the pleasure of revenge, as if the sleeping beast in their bodies was awakened. Each of them seemed to be given a shot of chicken blood, with madness and determination flashing in their eyes. The weapons in their hands were wielded more fiercely, and every attack was made with all their strength, vowing to vent all their dissatisfaction and hatred on this battlefield.

Their emotions spread like wildfire, infecting the rest of the warriors in the Demon Suppression House. These warriors, who had originally felt hopeless due to the unfavorable situation, seemed to be injected with an invisible force at this moment.

The light of hope was rekindled in their eyes, a desire for victory, admiration for heroes, and infinite longing for miracles that might happen in the future.

Ling Xiao, this name is like a god in everyone's heart at this moment. He is so amazing that he can kill a big monster like Hun Wuxu in an instant. This strength and courage undoubtedly brought unprecedented shock and encouragement to everyone.

People can't help but start to wonder, since Ling Xiao can create such a miracle, then in the next battle, can he bring more surprises to everyone and create a more brilliant record?

"Kill..."

The passionate shouts echoed over the battlefield, and every word was full of strength and determination. This was not only a declaration of war against the enemy, but also an encouragement and spur to one's own heart.

"kill!"

More voices gathered into a torrent, sweeping away the original sluggishness. Driven by this force, the army of the Demon Suppression House once again regained its fighting spirit. They were like unsheathed swords, pointing directly at the enemy, preparing for the upcoming decisive battle.

But Ling Xiao was targeted again.

A chill quietly crept up Ling Xiao's back, and he was keenly aware of the murderous intent in the air around him. It was a feeling of being closely watched by countless pairs of eyes, which was impossible to ignore or escape.

"Kill him. We must kill that brat no matter what. Black-robed priest, you only need to leave ten people to deal with Long Yingtian. The other three, cooperate with the black knight, and you must kill Ling Xiao. He must die!"

The Fourth High Priest's voice was like the roar of a mad beast, echoing in the empty battlefield, with unquestionable determination and ruthlessness. His face was distorted, his eyes were red, as if he was completely devoured by anger and unwillingness, and had lost his mind.

Ling Xiao's sudden appearance and actions were like a stone that fell out of nowhere, breaking their seemingly sure victory situation.

The attack of the second high priest should have given them an overwhelming advantage, but because of this sudden change, all their previous efforts went to waste, and the dawn of victory dimmed in an instant.

Faced with such a group of enemies who are determined to win at all costs, even if victory is ultimately achieved, it will be a pyrrhic victory, and the price paid will be unbearable.

The fourth high priest knew this very well, so he was more determined to kill Ling Xiao and eliminate this variable from the battlefield at all costs.

"Yes!" The black-robed priests spoke in unison, with unquestionable obedience and coldness. The three black-robed priests flashed and flew towards Ling Xiao like ghosts. Their black robes fluttered in the wind, like the cloaks of the god of death, foreshadowing the arrival of death.

At the same time, the remaining ten black knights quickly adjusted their formation and surrounded Ling Xiao.

They were dressed in heavy black armor, holding sharp knight swords, with cold light flashing in their eyes, as if they were killing machines crawling out of hell. At the command, they would swing their swords at Ling Xiao without hesitation.

They all realized that although Ling Xiao was not the strongest among the group, he was the most difficult to deal with.

In the eyes of everyone, Ling Xiao's figure seemed to be shrouded in an invisible light, an indescribable temperament, neither simply strong strength nor cunning wisdom, but a complex trait mixed with tenacity, perseverance and indomitable spirit.

They could all feel that although Ling Xiao was not the leader among this group of people with absolute strength, his elusive and unpredictable behavior pattern made him the most difficult one.

"If you don't kill this kid, you don't know what he will do next." An old man with a sinister face whispered to the person next to him, his tone full of fear and helplessness towards Ling Xiao.

He knew very well that Ling Xiao was like a ferocious beast lurking in the dark. Once given the opportunity, he could deal a fatal blow to the enemy in the most unexpected way.

"It's really too frustrating." Another person agreed with gritted teeth, his eyes flashing with unwillingness and anger.