Chapter 13814 It’s not time for you to die yet

Jiang Yuyan's figure, however, was like a kite whose string was torn apart in the strong wind, and it flew uncontrollably towards the depths of the void. Her figure looked so small and fragile in the vast void.

A moment later, a figure fell from the sky like a meteor.

At this moment, Jiang Yuyan's originally neat clothes were torn into pieces, with wisps of cloth fluttering in the wind. The once majestic magic sword in her hand was now only half left, with cracks all over the sword body, revealing a faint aura of decay.

"Master!" Below, Chongtian's eyes widened with disbelief and anger. The cry seemed to burst out from the depths of his soul, carrying with it endless grief.

Ling Xiao looked at Jiang Yuyan who was slowly falling, and the knife in his hand trembled violently as if it had intelligence, as if he was grief-stricken and indignant about this scene.

In a flash, Jiang Yuyan fell heavily in front of him, raising a cloud of dust.

Her breath was as weak as a candle in the wind, and every breath seemed to drain all her strength.

"Why are you so stupid?" Ling Xiao frowned, his eyes full of confusion and emotion, and his voice trembled slightly.

As far as he knew, he and Jiang Yuyan did not have a deep connection, and this sudden selfless help was far beyond his expectations.

Jiang Yuyan pulled out a sad smile, which was filled with relief and release: "You saved my life once, and I should repay you with a spring. This time, I helped you, and it was worth it. Over the years, I have had the ambition to revitalize the Demon Tower and eradicate the Holy Hall, but I have always been hesitant and timid. I only knew to wait for the opportunity, but never really let go... Now, I can put an end to my obsession."

"Today, I finally got what I wanted! You don't have to worry, this is all my own decision. Rather than living in this world in a humble and cowardly way, I might as well be free and die happily!" Jiang Yuyan's voice was weak, but full of determination. There was blood at the corners of her mouth, but her eyes were exceptionally bright, as if she had found the long-sought peace on the brink of death.

Hearing this, Ling Xiao sighed heavily, and that sigh seemed to be filled with endless fatigue and helplessness.

"If you leave like this, I will become a sinner who will be doomed forever. Stay alive, and watch how I tear down the lofty cathedral without leaving a single tile behind!"

After saying that, he raised his arm lightly, and the demonic energy around him surged, transforming into an invisible force, which steadily pulled Jiang Yuyan into the magic needle space. The space was filled with spiritual energy and was an excellent place for recuperation. He only hoped to protect her and help her slowly recover.

Now that the Holy Lord of the Temple has appeared, Ling Xiao knows that it is meaningless to hide like this any longer.

In this ultimate showdown with the Holy Temple, the real winning factor must be revealed at this moment.

Jiang Yuyan's rash action was completely beyond Ling Xiao's expectations. The incident happened so suddenly that he didn't even have time to stop her.

Fortunately, fate still has a bit of mercy. Although Jiang Yuyan was seriously injured, her life is not in danger for the time being. She just has a weak breath, and perhaps she will have to spend a long time in sleep before she can wake up.

Recalling the scene where the giant hand with the power to destroy the world slammed heavily into Jiang Yuyan, Ling Xiao's eyes became increasingly gloomy.

That simple palm strike left Jiang Yuyan horribly injured, with her internal organs shaken and her meridians severed. If it weren't for her strong will, she would have died on the spot.

Ling Xiao slowly raised his head, his eyes penetrating through layers of void, looking straight at the powerful man hidden above the clouds.

The figure was ethereal and looming, emitting a mysterious and powerful aura that made people dare not look directly at it.

But there is no doubt that this person is the strongest person in the Dazhen Dynasty Temple - the Holy Lord of the Temple.

Ling Xiao raised a cold smile and asked in a loud voice, "Are you the high and mighty Lord of the Holy Temple?"

For a moment, everything in the world was silent, with only Ling Xiao's voice echoing in the air.

The man did not respond, but the strange silence seemed to be the most powerful recognition.

"Okay! In that case, today, I will let you watch with your own eyes as the holy temple you regard as your foundation is reduced to ruins and pulverized in my hands, inch by inch!"

Ling Xiao's face was as gloomy as the dark night before a storm, and his eyes were burning with rage, which seemed to burn the whole world to ashes.

Before this, he had many concerns and was unwilling to use the trump card of the Demon King easily, because he did not want to provoke the Holy Lord of the Temple too early and fall into an irretrievable situation.

But now, the enemy has already appeared and is at the gates of the city. What is there to hesitate about? Should we put the trump card in our hands aside and wait for death?

He, Ling Xiao, is definitely not such a stupid person!

At this moment, murderous intent surged in his heart and he was almost out of control.

Countless people of the Tyrant Empire were slaughtered, and their bones piled up like mountains. Today, he will repay this blood feud with blood and make the Holy Temple pay a heavy price!

His eyes were as cold as frost and snow in the cold night, and his voice was even colder than ice. He said to Senior Demon Spirit King beside him: "Senior Demon Spirit King, please stop this Holy Lord. I am going to destroy the Holy Hall!"

Every word seemed to carry a biting chill, freezing into ice in the air.

At this moment, a clear and somewhat stubborn voice sounded: "Stop this guy, there is no need for the Demon King to take action, let me do it!"

The sound was like a clear silver bell, and it seemed particularly abrupt in this tense atmosphere.

Ling Xiao was slightly startled, with a hint of surprise on his face.

This Green Spirit is the sword spirit of Jiansha's sword. He is always at loggerheads with him and makes sarcastic remarks from time to time. The relationship between the two is as incompatible as fire and water.

But now, she actually took the initiative to stand up and ask for a fight, which was really beyond Ling Xiao's expectations.

"Why?" Ling Xiao frowned, his eyes full of curiosity. He really couldn't understand why Green Spirit had such a change.

"I hate the Holy Temple. Is this reason enough?" Green Spirit's voice sounded again, crisp and with a hint of determination, as if the word "Holy Temple" was the most hated existence in her heart.

"Enough!" Ling Xiao nodded. Only then did he suddenly remember that Lu Ling was originally a member of the Demon Sect.

Back then, the Demon Sect was at its peak, but it was suppressed by the Holy Temple using extremely despicable means. Countless disciples of the Demon Sect were slaughtered, and the glory of the Demon Sect vanished at that moment.

As a member of the Demon Sect, Green Spirit naturally hates the Holy Temple.

"But, are you a match for that guy? I feel he is very strong." Ling Xiao's brows were still furrowed, his eyes full of worry.

He knew very well that the strength of the Holy Lord of the Holy Temple should not be underestimated. He was a powerful man who had stood in the Dazhen Dynasty for many years. Although Green Spirit was a sword spirit, his injuries had not yet healed. He was really worried that Green Spirit would be in danger.

Green Spirit snorted disdainfully, his tone full of confidence: "Although my injuries have not yet healed, it is enough to deal with this guy. He is just the Holy Lord of the Great Town Dynasty. It's nothing great."