Chapter 13799 Your Majesty is invincible!

Dugu Sheng's footsteps were steady and powerful. Every step he took shattered the sparks on the ground that were transformed from the broken sword shadows, making a crisp sound.

In his sleeves, the Xuan and Huang energies were like two nimble dragons, entwined with each other, circling and rising continuously, emitting powerful power fluctuations.

There was a cold murderous intent in his eyes as he stared at Ling Xiao and said coldly: "Because of this, today let this Zhaixing Tower City become your burial place." His voice was low and firm, as if announcing to Ling Xiao an unchangeable fate.

Ling Xiao stood there quietly, his face as cold as ice that had not melted for a thousand years. His eyes slowly swept over the corpses scattered all over the ground, and the bright red blood that had already gathered into small streams.

That was the blood of the Tyrant Empire warriors, and that was the corpse of the Tyrant Empire warriors. And he, as the emperor of the Tyrant Empire, shouldered the responsibility of protecting this land and its people. These people were proud of him and entrusted their lives and deaths to him.

At this moment, looking at the tragic scene in front of him, a strong sense of responsibility and mission arose in his heart. He secretly swore in his heart that he must protect these people. These people are not only the foundation of his rule, but also the source of his motivation to keep moving forward and fighting bravely.

Rumbling--

At this moment, the sky suddenly became overcast, as if a pair of invisible giant hands were stirring the sky wantonly. The thick clouds were like towering mountains, squeezing and colliding with each other, making a dull sound.

In the layers of dark clouds, there were faint flashes of thunder, like countless dormant dragons, ready to strike. The atmosphere between heaven and earth suddenly became oppressive and solemn, as if a world-destroying disaster was about to befall.

When Ling Xiao slowly raised the weapon in his hand again, the power in his body erupted like a raging volcano. His aura was getting stronger at an astonishing speed, and every breath he took caused the surrounding air to vibrate violently.

The power of the ancestors!

Nine transformations of the true devil!
Five Dragon Technique!
The devil’s form!

He released all the powerful strength he possessed without reservation. For a moment, the violent aura rushed straight to the bullfighting, causing the sky and the earth to change color.

A huge energy vortex formed around his body, with countless rays of light flickering and interweaving in it, as if a miniature universe was born beside him.

The blood dragon hovering around him looked even more ferocious and terrifying at this moment. Every roar of it was accompanied by a deafening thunder.

The strange image of the demon god was constantly expanding and twisting, making creepy roars, as if carrying endless resentment and unwillingness, and wanting to drag the entire world into the abyss.

Dugu Sheng's pupils suddenly shrank when he saw this, and a trace of unprecedented shock flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that Ling Xiao in front of him had completely exploded, and this would be a peak duel that would truly decide life and death.

On the tip of the knife in his hand, the mysterious yellow energy suddenly turned into a pair of yin and yang fish, which chased and played with each other, and quickly spun into a chaotic vortex in front of him. This vortex contained endless mysterious power, as if it was connected to the origin of heaven and earth and could swallow everything.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be silent, and time seemed to have stopped at this moment. Everyone held their breath and stared at these two peerless masters, afraid to miss any moment.

With every step Ling Xiao took, the earth shook violently, as if the whole world was shaken by his power; and Dugu Sheng, like an immortal god of war, stood in the center of the storm, staring at Ling Xiao's every move with eyes as sharp as torches, with a sneer on his lips, as if conveying to Ling Xiao his determination not to be afraid.

The two men rushed towards each other again as fast as lightning. In an instant, the entire battlefield seemed to be ignited by an invisible powerful force. The flashes of swords and sabers were like two agile yet deadly dragons of light and shadow, intertwining and entwining wildly in the air.

The knife flashed with a cold light, as if it could cut off all obstacles in the world; the sword shadow carried a cold light, as if it could penetrate everything. The two intertwined together, just like two surging torrents colliding violently, erupting with a deafening roar.

Every collision created countless dazzling sparks, which scattered in the air like burning meteors, illuminating the dim battlefield as bright as day, and then went out in an instant, leaving only a trail of afterimages, telling of the thrilling battle.

Ling Xiao became increasingly frantic during this fierce battle. The sword in his hand became increasingly fierce, and every thrust of the sword and every swing of the knife seemed to carry a terrifying force from ancient times, as if it was going to tear the world apart completely.

Wherever the sword passed, the space was like a fragile piece of paper, easily cut open, revealing dark and deep cracks; as the blade flashed, the earth trembled, and the mountains and rivers seemed to be shaking under the intimidation of this power.

Dugu Sheng, a well-known strong man in the martial arts world, did not panic at all when facing Ling Xiao's crazy and powerful attack.

He responded calmly with his deep and powerful internal strength and the superb martial arts honed in countless life-and-death battles. Each of his attacks contained overwhelming force, enough to shake mountains and rivers.

His figure was seen flashing, erratic like a ghost, and the sword in his hand was waving, bringing up gusts of wind. Each blade energy was like an invisible sharp blade, whizzing through the air, competing with Ling Xiao's sword shadow and knife light. For a moment, it was difficult to tell who was better.

Finally, after another fierce collision, with a deafening roar that seemed to break the sky, the two figures retreated backwards at the same time like kites with broken strings. On the ground, two deep grooves were cut by their feet, more than ten feet long.

As Ling Xiao retreated, a streak of blood suddenly flowed from the corner of his mouth, which was particularly glaring on his pale face. However, his eyes were still as firm as iron, like the brightest cold star in the night sky, burning with unyielding fighting spirit and desire for victory. Dugu Sheng was also not unscathed.

His originally neat clothes were now torn into pieces by Ling Xiao's sharp sword energy, like a broken flag fluttering in the wind. His face also showed an unprecedented shock. Obviously, the powerful strength displayed by Ling Xiao exceeded his expectations.

"Your Majesty is invincible!"

Below, countless people from the Tyrant Empire who had been nervously watching this battle, were instantly aroused when they saw Ling Xiao's injured but still unyielding figure.

Their roars were like a surging wave, sweeping over like a tidal wave, shaking the earth. This roar was filled with respect, trust, and endless support for Ling Xiao, as if it had gathered the power of the entire Tyrant Empire.