Chapter 13935 I want to see who can take him away

Chapter 13935 I want to see who can take him away
The howling wind blew up a cloud of dust, as if the heaven and earth were wailing for the impending disaster.

Ling Xiao stared intently at the red-robed chief priest not far away, whose aura was surging like raging waves. His eyes were like burning flames, and the twisted and crazy figure of the red-robed chief priest was reflected in his pupils.

At that moment, murderous intent burst out from his eyes like substance, like two cold sharp blades, piercing straight at the red-robed chief priest. The air around him seemed to be frozen by this murderous intent, and the temperature dropped sharply, making people shudder.

Ling Xiao clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force. All the muscles in his body were tense, ready to strike at any time. As long as the Red Robe Palm Priest self-destructed, he would deliver a fatal blow without hesitation, even if it would lead to more terrible consequences.

However, just as the power within the red-robed chief priest's body, powerful enough to destroy everything, was about to erupt completely, as if time had frozen for a moment, a hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder like a ghost. The hand looked ordinary, but it contained an unfathomable power.

In an instant, the originally violent and raging aura was quickly suppressed like a tamed beast. The vortex of energy that was originally surging and seemed to tear the heaven and earth apart calmed down instantly, and the surrounding air was no longer distorted and returned to normal flow.

When everyone looked closely, they saw that the person who made the move was the mysterious gun king Sikong Xuan. He was wearing a black robe that fluttered in the wind like a black flag.

He was wearing a silver mask that covered most of his face, leaving only a pair of deep and calm eyes, as if hiding endless wisdom and secrets. No one expected that at this critical moment, he would finally choose to take action.

Everyone turned their eyes to Sikong Xuan, their eyes full of surprise and confusion. Some demon-suppressing agents whispered to each other, "Sikong Xuan is usually elusive, why would he take action at this time?" "Is he going to save the Red Robe Priest? Isn't he afraid of offending Ling Xiao?"

Sikong Xuan looked indifferent, as if preventing a disaster that could destroy the world was just a trivial matter. He whispered two words, "Too much." The voice was low and magnetic, and it was clearly heard by everyone in the strong wind.

Just as he finished speaking, his right hand gently pressed down towards the brow of the red-robed chief priest again.

This action seemed gentle, but it contained a magical power. As his palm fell, the surging blood in the red-robed priest's body gradually calmed down, and his face, which was originally distorted by the outburst of power, slowly relaxed, and he fell into a coma.

Ling Xiao looked at Sikong Xuan and frowned. His eyes were full of vigilance and fear. This Sikong Xuan was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

He originally thought that Sikong Xuan was of similar strength to Sword King Dugu Sheng, and was at the bottom of the Ten Kings.

In Ling Xiao's cognition, the strength among the Ten Kings varies. Although Sword King Dugu Sheng is also considered a strong man, in his eyes, he is not invincible. But now it seems that the strength displayed by Sikong Xuan when he just made a move is simply unfathomable.

The ability to instantly suppress the violent power in the Red Robe Priest's body is definitely not something that an ordinary strong man can possess. This old thing is probably the top among the Ten Kings, and may even be on par with the former Great Saint King.

Sikong Xuan seemed to completely ignore Ling Xiao's complicated gaze, and just said calmly: "Red Robe Priest, let me take you away!"

His voice was calm and firm, leaving no room for negotiation. After he finished speaking, he turned around and left with the unconscious red-robed chief priest. His steps were steady and calm, as if nothing in this world could stop him.

Not far away, Ling Xiao's face was as gloomy as the dark clouds before a storm. The thick haze seemed to swallow up everything around him. His eyes flashed with flames of anger and unwillingness. His tone was as cold as the cold wind from the Netherworld. He said:

"You said you wanted to take him away, so just take him away. Have you asked me before? The Red Robe Priest has gone against me time and again. Today I will make him pay the price. How can you take him away so easily?"

Ling Xiao clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white due to the force, and made a "crackling" sound. His body leaned forward slightly, like a ferocious beast ready to pounce at any time, exuding a chilling murderous intent.

At this moment, the Water King at the side suddenly spoke up. His eyes were deep and sharp. He gently waved his hand and said, "Now, we'd better not start a fight! Little brother, don't forget that we have a more powerful enemy, the Demon Sea."

As he spoke, his eyes swept over Ling Xiao, with a hint of admonition and reminder in his eyes, "The power of the Demon Sea is far beyond our imagination. They are like demons hiding in the darkness, and they may launch fatal attacks on us at any time. If we have internal disputes at this time, it will undoubtedly push ourselves into a more dangerous abyss."

After he finished speaking, his aura instantly rose, and the surrounding water vapor seemed to be summoned by him and gathered towards him, forming a layer of light mist that enveloped him, adding a bit of mystery and powerful aura.

King Yu also nodded in agreement. His face was kind and gentle, but his eyes revealed a firmness and courage.

"The most urgent task now is to fight against the Demon Sea. The strength of the Demon Sea is far beyond our imagination. They not only have a powerful demon army, but also many mysterious and terrifying masters. I suggest that we send out an order immediately to summon more powerful people to come and resist the threat of the Demon Sea together! Only in this way can we win this battle with the Demon Sea."

Bai Qiuchi nodded slightly. His face was thin and resolute, and his eyes revealed wisdom and calmness. "That's right! I also hope that you can call on more strong people to join us. Now the Dazhen Dynasty is facing an unprecedented crisis. Only if everyone works together can we overcome this difficulty."

"Nonsense!" Ling Xiao's cold voice rang out again in this harmonious atmosphere. That voice was like a sharp blade, cutting through the original harmony. His face was full of ridicule and disdain, and his eyes were filled with anger and resentment.

"You guys are acting like this, and it seems like I'm being tactless. When they were ganging up on me just now, were you all dead? You couldn't speak anymore? At that time, why didn't you stand up and say that there should be no internal strife or disputes? Now that the Red Robe Priest is about to be taken away, why are you pretending to be good people?"

Ling Xiao became more and more excited as he spoke, his body trembling slightly with anger.

These people didn't stand up when they saw him being bullied, but now they are acting rationally?