Chapter 13871 Okay, I’ll let you chop me!

Chapter 13871 Okay, I’ll let you chop me!
Ling Bi crossed her arms across her chest, her chest rising and falling rhythmically like a steady war drum.

His eyes were firm and sharp, like the twinkling stars in the cold night, and every nod seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force, leaving no room for doubt.

They knew clearly in their minds that in today's huge Dazhen Dynasty, except for those old monsters who lived in seclusion for many years and were as mysterious as fog, Ling Xiao's strength was indeed top-notch and hard to find an opponent.

This praise for Ling Xiao is by no means empty flattery.

The young man frowned instantly when he saw this, and the blood-colored crystal on his forehead seemed like a lit flame, flickering with the violent fluctuations of his emotions.

The horns on top of its head also glowed faintly, as if issuing a silent warning.

He snorted coldly, the sound was like a dull thunder, and the lightning around him exploded instantly, making a crackling sound. Under the reflection of the lightning, the silver-grey martial arts suit fluttered violently, like a battle flag fluttering in the wind.

"Emperor Tyrant Ling Xiao? Is he in the Star Realm or the Cang Yue Realm?"

Contempt and suspicion were surging in that tone like a raging tide.

Ling Xiao's eyes instantly turned as cold as ice, just like the solid ice in the depths of a cold pond that had not melted for a thousand years.

The light blue starlight around him suddenly exploded like a lit beacon, shining brightly.

The ground beneath his feet could not bear the weight and instantly appeared with dense cracks, like a broken spider web.

He took a step forward suddenly, and this step was like a thunderclap out of nowhere. The powerful pressure was like a surging tide, overwhelming and rushing towards the young man.

"What nonsense! Can realm represent a person's strength?"

His voice was as loud as a bell, making the air around him buzz, as if a war drum was being hit repeatedly by a heavy hammer.

"Our great Tyrant Emperor has only reached the Heavenly Man Realm, but it is easy for him to kill a fellow like you!"

At the end of his words, he waved his hand violently, his movements as fast as lightning, and a blade of light transformed from the power of the stars whizzed out, brushing past the young man's ear, bringing up a sharp sound of wind.

The light blade left a bottomless gully on the distant mountain wall, and rocks on the mountain wall fell down, raising a cloud of dust.

Ling Xiao glanced at the young man with a sullen face, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. That smile seemed to be able to see through all the other person's inner thoughts.

"I came here this time to receive the decree from Emperor Tyrant to persuade you, the Demon Sea, to surrender. There is no need to do such a meaningless thing. You will die miserably in the end."

His words were calm and cold, like the chilling wind in the cold winter, but they carried a chilling deterrent force, as if the majesty of the Tyrant Emperor was pouring out without reservation through his words.

"Heavenly realm?" The young man's voice instantly rose octaves, like a lit powder keg.

His eyes were full of disbelief, as if he had heard the most absurd joke in the world.

The lightning around him was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, running wildly and making a harsh sound.

"Are you kidding me? How dare a mere Heaven Realm warrior claim to be the best in the Star Realm?"

He was so angry that he was shaking all over. He clenched his hands into fists. The lightning at his fingertips condensed into sharp lightning spikes, flashing with cold light, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

Ling Xiao shook his head slowly, a look of pity on his face, as if he was looking at an ignorant and fearless child.

"Our great Tyrant Emperor is not something that a loser like you can understand. In my eyes, he is extremely powerful!"

"What do you think? Do you dare to take my attack? If you can, I will admit defeat immediately. If not, just pretend I didn't say anything!"

He spoke the last sentence almost close to the young man's face, his hot breath sprayed on his face, his eyes full of provocation and confidence, as if declaring to him: You are definitely not my opponent.

The young man raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a cynical smile, and said with a hint of teasing, "Are you trying to provoke me?"

There was a playful light in his light golden eyes, as if everything before his eyes was just a funny farce.

He gently bent his slender fingers and flicked the blood-red crystal embedded in his forehead. A dark purple arc of electricity instantly splashed out, winding and wandering in the air, outlining mysterious and twisted runes, as if telling of some ancient and powerful power.

There was undisguised contempt in his voice: "It's just a trifle."

Ling Xiao frowned slightly and was about to speak when the young man suddenly raised his head and laughed. His laughter was like rumbling thunder, with a shocking power that made the thick clouds around him begin to surge like a disturbed beast.

He reached out and casually pulled off the silver ribbon around his neck, his movements showing his unrestrained and uninhibited nature. He then casually tied up his long hair, revealing the hideous demon pattern on his neck.

Under the reflection of the dark red light, those lines seemed like living centipedes, slowly wriggling under the skin, exuding a terrifying aura.

The young man's eyes were somewhat nonchalant, and he glanced at the looming scabbard on Ling Xiao's waist with contempt, and his tone was full of sarcasm: "It doesn't matter, I'll take your attack. You are not even on the Star Ranking, I don't believe that you can hurt me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the space around him began to distort violently, like a calm lake with a huge rock thrown into it, causing ripples.

Countless tiny lightning bolts quickly gathered in his palm, the light became brighter and brighter, and in the blink of an eye it condensed into a continuously rotating lightning ball.

The thunder ball emitted a teeth-grinding scream, as if venting endless energy. Electric arcs continuously burst out from the surface of the ball, burning the nearby air with a sizzling sound, and a pungent burnt smell permeated the air.

Behind the young man, a hunchbacked old woman, leaning on a bone cane, hurried up to him.

Every step she took left a trail of black rotten marks under her feet, and wherever she passed, she emitted waves of disgusting stench.

The black robe fluttered with her movements, bringing up a fishy wind that seemed to carry the breath of death.

In the old woman's sunken eye sockets, will-o'-the-wisp flickered wildly, as if foreshadowing an impending crisis.

Her withered fingers were like dry branches, tightly grasping the young man's sleeves, her joints slightly whitening from the force, and she said anxiously: "Don't underestimate the enemy! This guy is smooth-talking, and he may not be worse than the big guy."

As if in response to her words, the skull on top of the bone staff suddenly opened its jaw and issued a sharp warning sound. The sound was as harsh as nails scratching metal, echoing in the space, making people feel creepy.

The young man's face was full of impatience. He shook off the old woman's hand with force. The horns on his head suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light, like a burning torch.

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

He stomped his foot violently, and the ground seemed to be unable to bear the weight and exploded instantly. Spider-web-like cracks quickly spread out, and gravel flew everywhere, like a small earthquake.