Chapter 13675 I touched you, so what?

"How dare a firefly compete with the bright moon!" The young man snorted disdainfully, his tone full of contempt for Ling Xiao. Before he finished speaking, he quickly raised his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand. The sword was shining with a cold light, like a pool of autumn water, emitting bursts of chill.

The young man shook his wrist, and the long sword drew a sharp arc, slashing towards Ling Xiao's bloodthirsty knife.

In an instant, a sharp whistling sound seemed to be heard in the air, and two powerful forces collided violently in mid-air, bursting into dazzling light, as if two stars collided violently between heaven and earth, and a thrilling battle began.

"Dang!" A loud noise, like the sound of a huge bell, echoed for a long time in this empty space. The young man raised the long sword in his hand easily and accurately blocked Ling Xiao's bloodthirsty knife that was slashing at him.

His movements were smooth and seamless, as if everything was under his control. After all, he was an invincible master in the Bao Yuan Realm, with extraordinary strength. Although Ling Xiao also had strength comparable to that of an invincible master in the Bao Yuan Realm, in his heart, he was not inferior in any way, so he naturally would not be afraid of Ling Xiao's attack.

"Boom!" Immediately afterwards, an extremely terrifying aura, as if a sleeping ancient beast was awakened, exploded between the two of them.

This breath was violent and violent. Wherever it passed, the sand and stones on the ground were instantly blown up. The surrounding air seemed to be stirred wildly by an invisible giant hand, forming small air whirlpools.

At the same time, Ling Xiao and the young man were like kites hit by this powerful force and were blown away uncontrollably.

The young man steadied himself in mid-air, and after landing, a hint of surprise appeared on his lips. However, beneath this surprise, there was more of a chill. In his understanding, no one among the younger generation was qualified to defeat him, and even a draw with him was impossible.

Moreover, Ling Xiao's current realm was only at the peak of Tongtian Realm, which was only at the sixteenth realm of martial arts. However, he himself had already reached the invincible position of Baoyuan Realm, and it was difficult to find an opponent in the twenty realms of martial arts. He could be called an invincible existence.

"Second Young Master!" The four middle-aged warriors saw this and showed anxiety on their faces. They quickly surrounded him. Their eyes were full of worry, ready to help the young man solve his problems at any time.

The young man looked stern, and waved his hand casually. His voice was steady but with a hint of displeasure, and he said, "No need. I just underestimated the enemy. I didn't expect that this kid would be so powerful. I should be serious now."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared instantly, at an extremely fast speed, like an illusory light and shadow, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of Ling Xiao. The long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, and without hesitation he pierced Ling Xiao's chest with a sword. The blade cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, as if it was going to pierce Ling Xiao instantly.

Ling Xiao saw the young man's fierce attack and a cold smile appeared on his lips. He thought to himself that although both of them were invincible in the Bao Yuan Realm, he had gone through countless battles over the years and his actual combat experience was much richer than that of the other party.

Just when the young man's sword was about to pierce him, Ling Xiao calmly raised his right hand, and the bloodthirsty knife in his hand slashed at the young man's sword with the force of thunder.

"Clang!" The two weapons collided with each other, emitting dazzling sparks. At the moment when the weapons touched, the God-Slaying Sword suddenly appeared in Ling Xiao's left hand. The sword was shining with mysterious light, as if it contained endless power.

Ling Xiao moved quickly, like a ghost, and instantly put the Sword of God Slayer against the young man's throat. At this moment, Ling Xiao did not intend to take the other person's life. After all, in his opinion, the other person and he did not have an irreconcilable life-and-death feud, but only because the other person was too arrogant.

The blood color on the young man's face faded instantly, and his originally fair face became extremely ugly at this moment, as if covered with a layer of blue-gray haze. His body seemed to be frozen, becoming somewhat stiff, his muscles tensed, and trembling slightly.

At this moment, he felt more embarrassed than the fear that flashed through his heart. As a person who was usually high and mighty and highly respected, he had never suffered such humiliation before, with a sword at his throat and being reduced to a prisoner. This dealt an unprecedented blow to his self-esteem, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

For a moment, the place was terribly quiet, as if time had frozen. Everyone held their breath, not daring to make a sound, fearing that the suffocating atmosphere would be disrupted. The four middle-aged warriors were extremely anxious when they saw this, their eyes full of anxiety and worry, and they subconsciously wanted to rush over to save people.

However, just as they took a step forward, they suddenly stopped, looking hesitant and embarrassed, with deep fear in their eyes. They knew that the God-Slaying Sword in Ling Xiao's hand was only a hair's breadth away from the young man's throat. If he was not careful, the young man's life would be in danger. They were really afraid of the consequences and did not dare to act rashly.

"Whoever dares to mess around, I will kill him!" Ling Xiao's eyes were as sharp as torches as he glanced around coldly. His voice was icy and murderous, like a cold wind from the Nine Nether Hell, carrying endless chills that made people shudder.

Every word he said was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart hard, making everyone present feel his determination and ruthlessness.

Although the young man was in a desperate situation, he was still stubborn. With a look of disdain on his face, he snorted coldly and said, "If you have the guts, just try to touch me. Even if I lose a single hair, you will never have peace!" As he spoke, he tried to straighten his back and regain his former dignity, but his slightly trembling body betrayed his nervousness and uneasiness at the moment.

Ling Xiao heard this, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a mocking sneer. Thinking back to the way he had been, how many people had threatened him, and those harsh words echoed in his ears, but who could really do anything to him? In his mind, these threats were nothing more than a farce of jumping clowns.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao's eyes became stern, and his aura suddenly changed. The bloodthirsty knife in his hand flashed with cold light, and he slashed at the young man without hesitation. With a "swish" sound, a sharp knife flashed, and one of the young man's ears was instantly cut off, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

The expression on the young man's face froze instantly. His original arrogant look disappeared, replaced by extreme fear and disbelief. His eyes widened as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

"I touched you, so what?" Ling Xiao looked at the young man with contempt, his tone full of sarcasm. That voice was like a sharp blade, which once again hurt the young man's self-esteem.