Chapter 13809 A Fight to the Death

Chapter 13809 Fight to the Death

Wherever the six cold rays passed, the air was instantly ignited, leaving behind trails of blazing flames, as if they were torn wounds in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, six strong men appeared above the battlefield like the gods of death. They exuded a strong and suffocating aura, and the space under their feet was like fragile glass. Under their powerful pressure, dense spider-web-like cracks appeared.

A faint blue light flickered in every crack. It was the energy that overflowed after the space was shattered, as if announcing the horror of this power to the world.

The overwhelming pressure was like a heavy hammer, smashing hard into the ground. The first to bear the brunt were the two majestic bronze lions in front of the Tyrant Empire. In the face of this powerful force, they were like paper, and instantly exploded into powder. Before the flying stone chips fell to the ground, they were crushed into light spots in mid-air by this pressure and disappeared without a trace.

This sudden scene shocked everyone present. The originally fierce battle rhythm was instantly disrupted. Everyone looked up at the six powerful men who descended like demons in the sky.

However, surprisingly, these six strong men did not choose to attack Ling Xiao, who was at the peak of his power, directly, but instead targeted the warriors of the Tyrant Empire. They knew very well that Ling Xiao had killed many warriors of the Holy Hall and had become a thorn in the eyes and flesh of the Holy Hall.

But directly confronting Ling Xiao head-on might not give them an advantage, and it might also allow Ling Xiao to escape. So, they came up with a more vicious plan!

To make Ling Xiao feel pain and despair. To achieve this goal, it is necessary to target the core figures of the Tyrant Empire, Ling Bi, Xiao Lianzhu, the seriously injured Jiang Yuyan, Meng Haoqing, and so on.

Ling Xiao, who was engaged in a fierce battle with Shen Lin, was covered in blood, like a demon god walking out of a pool of blood.

His deep pupils suddenly shrank into vertical lines, and his eyes revealed endless anger and vigilance. Feeling the terrifying pressure brought by the arrival of the six strong men, as well as their hostility towards the people of the Tyrant Empire, Ling Xiao had an ominous premonition in his heart.

He swung the sword in his hand fiercely, and the sword light was like a long blood-red rainbow, instantly shattering the attack from Shen Lin. At the same time, he let out a roar that shook the world and made the gods weep. The voice was full of resentment and anger, as if he wanted to vent all the injustice in the world.

At this moment, the ancestor's clone, who had been guarding Jiang Yuyan, felt the urgency of the situation and instantly burst into full force. The demonic flames around it surged several feet high again, and its originally huge body became even more burly. Its six long tails danced wildly in the air, bringing with them a whistling sound.

It has only one goal, which is to do its best to stop the six strong men and win a glimmer of hope for everyone in the Tyrant Empire. However, the reality is extremely cruel. Although these six strong men may not be as strong as Dugu Sheng in terms of individual strength, they are all second only to Shen Ling. The powerful force formed by the six people joining forces is definitely not something that the ancestor's clone can easily resist.

The ancestor's clone tried his best, but could only barely block the attacks of the two white-haired old men. As for the other four strong men, he seemed powerless and could only watch them pounce on the warriors of the Tyrant Empire, his heart filled with helplessness and anxiety.

"Looking for death!" Ling Xiao's eyes widened with anger, the blood in his eyes seemed to be burning like a materialized flame, and the surging murderous intent seemed to be able to burn the world to ashes. At this moment, he was already in a desperate situation, but he had no intention of retreating, instead, he was filled with a resolute ruthlessness.

In order to protect the people of the Tyrant Empire behind him, he took the huge risk of taking Shen Lin's fierce attack. The energy in his body was running wildly like a raging tsunami. The space under his feet was instantly distorted, and the whole person was like a fired bloody cannonball, and in an instant he came to the side of the ancestor's clone.

His appearance was like a ray of dawn that suddenly lit up in the darkness, injecting a shot of strength into the already powerless ancestor's clone. Ling Xiao's eyes were like lightning, tightly locking onto the four warriors wearing blood-red cross armor who were rushing towards the Tyrant Empire warriors.

A roar came out of his mouth, the sound was like a bell, and it set off a violent wave of air, spreading out from him to the surroundings. Wherever he passed, the sand and stones on the ground were swept into the air and scattered like hidden weapons. At the same time, the bloodthirsty knife and the sword of the god-killing in his hands blasted out almost at the same time.

As the bloodthirsty knife was swung, a scarlet blade of light instantly bloomed, and within the blade's edge there could be a faint roar of a dragon soul, which was lifelike. Every roar was accompanied by a powerful soul shock, as if it would shatter the enemy's soul. The God-Slaying Sword then shot out a sword light hundreds of feet long, and it was incomparably sharp. Wherever it passed, the clouds seemed to be thrown into boiling oil, rolling violently, and a large patch of white mist was actually steaming up in the air, shrouding the entire battlefield in a haze.

However, the four warriors in the blood-red cross armor were no ordinary people. Facing Ling Xiao's fierce attack, they remained calm and made hand gestures at almost the same time. In an instant, blood-red light quickly gathered above their heads, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into four huge halos.

Runes flickered on the halo, and each rune exuded a strange and powerful aura. The halo began to spin rapidly, making a teeth-grinding "crunching" sound, and the powerful strangling force it generated actually crushed the sword and knife beams that Ling Xiao had slashed out.

The crushed energy turned into countless flying sparks, falling towards the ground like meteors. Wherever those sparks touched, the three-foot bluestone slabs on the ground were instantly burned through, leaving behind deep black holes. Molten slurry was flowing at the edges of the holes, and black smoke was emitting.

After Ling Xiao's demon god Dharma sensed the crisis here, it also tried to come to the rescue. It was surrounded by demonic flames, waving a huge demonic sword, trying hard to get rid of Dugu Sheng's entanglement.

However, Dugu Sheng also tried his best at this moment. He knew that once the Demon God's Dharma Image escaped, the situation would be even more difficult to control. The black long sword in his hand danced tightly, and each attack was fierce, like an invisible shackle, holding the Demon God's Dharma Image tightly, making it impossible for it to return to help Ling Xiao.

On the contrary, Shen Lin seized this perfect opportunity and approached Ling Xiao like a ghost. The white holy sword in his hand was wrapped with terrible white flames, which exuded a strange aura, as if it could burn the soul.

Shen Lin's target was clear, he stabbed straight at the Dazhui point on the back of Ling Xiao's neck. That was one of the most vulnerable points of a human warrior. Once hit, the consequences would be disastrous.

The terrifying aura was like a sharp blade that strangled Ling Xiao in an instant. He felt a chill on his back, and the muscles on his back suddenly tensed up under the pressure. The dragon scales condensed by the Five Dragon Technique rubbed against each other all over his body, making a fine sound of metal, as if warning of the impending crisis.