Chapter 13856 You probably don’t know how strong I am

“We didn’t talk about revenge. We put the overall situation first and wanted to fight against the Demon Sea together. But look at this person. It’s obvious that he wants to stir up internal strife and destroy this hard-earned alliance!

I even suspect that he is a spy sent by the Demon Sea, deliberately stirring up discord in an attempt to make us kill each other so that the Demon Sea can reap the benefits!"

Sikong Xuan's expression was as cold as a thousand-year-old ice, and his eyes were full of disappointment as he looked at Ling Xiao.

He spoke slowly, his voice low and serious: "I have always thought that you are a sensible person with an extraordinary vision and foresight, but now it seems that I overestimated you!
Do you know that if the sea of demons attacks, the nest will be overturned and all the eggs will be destroyed? How can your Tyrant Empire remain unscathed?
Can't the feud between you and the Holy Temple be resolved after this?

At this moment, we should focus on resisting the foreign enemies, and not ignore the lives of the people in the world because of a momentary dispute! "

Ling Xiao sneered, and that laugh was like an ice blade in the cold night, carrying a bone-chilling chill, echoing in the hall.

His eyes were like two sharp lightning bolts, slowly sweeping over the crowd, his eyes were full of determination and resoluteness, without any intention of retreating, he said loudly: "Okay, with your words, I can do this!
The grievances between our Tyrant Empire and the Great Town Holy Church will be settled later. The most urgent thing now is to deal with the Demon Sea first!"

When everyone heard this, their faces relaxed and their originally tense nerves instantly relaxed, as if a huge rock pressing on their hearts had been removed.

The corners of the feather king's mouth slightly raised, revealing a light smile of relief; the water king breathed a sigh of relief, with a trace of relief in his eyes;
Even the red-robed chief priest, who had been expressionless till then, had a slightly less fierce look in his eyes.

For a moment, the oppressive atmosphere in the hall gradually dissipated like the receding tide, and smiles appeared on everyone's faces, as if they saw the dawn of victory in the battle with the sea of demons.

However, Ling Xiao's tone suddenly changed, like a sharp sword that cut through this brief harmony.

He crossed his arms, with a look of contempt and ridicule in his eyes, and said loudly: "However, in order not to repeat the mistakes of the royal family, my Tyrant Empire, as a newcomer, will only serve as a backup. You guys go first, and I will follow naturally.

I don't want to be stabbed in the back by some shameless people. It would be a great injustice if I fought hard on the battlefield and was stabbed in the back!"

The red-robed chief priest had an expressionless face, like a cold statue, but his eyes were full of sarcasm, as if he was looking at a clown, as if what Ling Xiao said was the biggest joke in the world.

He thought to himself: This Ling Xiao is just an arrogant fellow. He dares to speak like that. Isn't he afraid that the wind will blow his tongue off?

King Yu shook his head slightly, with deep disappointment in his eyes. He originally thought that Ling Xiao was a man who understood the greater good, but he did not expect him to be so narrow-minded. His impression of Ling Xiao was greatly reduced.

The murderous intent in the Water King's eyes was like a burning flame. He said in a cold tone: "Then you will probably be disappointed. How could we be as bad as you think!"

Ling Xiao's expression was calm, like a bottomless lake without a ripple, as if he had expected this result.

He nodded slowly, glanced at the entire audience, and said loudly: "In this case, everyone, let's do it!
But you all have to think clearly. If I take action, I'm afraid a few of you will die and be buried with the Great Saint Lord!"

"boom!"

At this moment, it was as if a thunderclap exploded in the hall. Everyone was stunned, as if they were cast under a spell, and stood there in a daze.

The air froze instantly, and time seemed to stop flowing at this moment.

There was deathly silence in the hall, one could hear a pin drop. Everyone's faces were filled with shock and disbelief, as if they had just witnessed the most incredible thing in the world.

Although there are rumors outside that the Great Saint Lord died at the hands of Ling Xiao, most people think that it is just a rumor.

After all, the Great Town Saint Lord is famous and powerful, and he is one of the top existences in the world. How could a rising star like Ling Xiao easily kill him?
Moreover, it is common knowledge that the Great Saint Lord should have gone to the Tianyuan Dynasty at this time.

But today, Ling Xiao actually said this openly in front of so many people.

Everyone couldn't help but murmur in their hearts: It seems impossible to lie in front of so many people. After all, such a lie that could be exposed at the slightest provocation is meaningless at all, and will instead put Ling Xiao himself into an irretrievable situation.

Could it be that Ling Xiao really killed the Great Saint Lord?
The red-robed chief priest's face suddenly changed, as pale as a piece of white paper.

He is the second most skilled fighter in the temple. He enjoys a high status in the temple and no one dares to mess with him.

However, compared with the Holy Lord, he is completely different.

In his heart, the Holy Lord is like a god and is invincible.

Therefore, he found it hard to believe that Ling Xiao had killed their Holy Lord.

His body was trembling slightly, his eyes were filled with fear and anger, he pointed at Ling Xiao and shouted: "You said you killed the Great Town Saint Lord! How is that possible! Don't talk nonsense here and slander my Holy Hall Saint Lord!"

The others obviously did not believe what Ling Xiao said, and a noisy discussion suddenly broke out in the hall, the sound was like a swarm of buzzing bees, one after another.

"Is Ling Xiao scared out of his wits? How dare he say such absurd words!" A man in a dark suit curled his lips with disdain on his face. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, his eyes full of mockery.

"That's right. The Great Saint Lord is a very powerful figure. How can a young boy like him kill him? This is simply too much of a joke. Are they treating us like three-year-old children?" An old man with a goatee next to him also echoed the sentiment. As he spoke, he gently stroked his beard with suspicion in his eyes.

"Humph, I think he just wants to show off his power in this hall and deliberately made up such a lie to scare us. It's really ridiculous!" A burly man with a face full of flesh was waving a big knife in his hand and shouting loudly. The blade passed through the air, making a whistling sound.

Amidst all the dissenting voices of doubt, Sikong Xuan's brows were furrowed, like two towering mountains pressed closely together.

He looked at Ling Xiao sharply and asked in a deep voice, "You say that, so you probably have evidence, right? If you can't produce any evidence, then just saying it without any basis will only make people think you are talking nonsense and become a laughing stock."

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and that smile contained a bit of confidence and calmness, as if everything was under his control.

He just raised his hand and shook it lightly, and like a magic trick, two corpses appeared in the center of the hall.

One of the corpses was dressed in a gorgeous golden robe. Even though it was shriveled, one could still see its former majesty and dignity. It was the corpse of the Holy Lord of Dazhen. The other was dressed in a white robe with a distorted face. It was the corpse of the White Robe Chief Priest.