Chapter 14346 Slaying the Vice Sect Master
Chapter 14346 Slaying the Vice Sect Master
The red-robed deputy sect leader sneered, "At this critical moment of life and death, you actually found a greenhorn to be your savior? Do you think this will save your Xihua Sect's thousand-year foundation?"
You're dreaming!
"What is Ling Xiao? He's just a greenhorn who dares to challenge my Blazing Fire Sect?"
"Don't you even know your own limitations!"
"Today, no one can protect your Xihua Sect. My Liehuo Sect will surely raze you to the ground..."
Before he finished speaking——
In an instant, the entire world seemed to fall into an eerie silence, and even the air seemed to stop flowing.
Immediately afterwards, "Buzz!" A clear and melodious sword sound, yet containing boundless sharpness, resounded throughout the heavens and earth without warning.
The sound was unlike any other sound in the mortal world; it seemed to come from the heavens above, or surge forth from the netherworld, directly reverberating in the souls of all living beings!
Everyone who heard the sword's cry felt as if their soul was being gripped by an invisible hand, and a sharp pain shot through them.
The next instant, a soft "hiss" sound, as subtle as tearing silk, yet crystal clear, reached everyone's ears.
Before the red-robed deputy sect leader could even react, he felt a chill on his right shoulder, as if a sudden gust of cold wind had blown by him.
Then, to his horror, he discovered that his entire right arm had been severed at the shoulder, covered in a spray of warm blood, and had been thrown out like a kite with a broken string.
The blood traced a shocking arc in the air before splashing onto the ground, creating vivid blood flowers.
"Ah—!" A shrill scream finally burst from his mouth, the sound sharp and piercing, as if it could pierce the sky.
His whole body trembled uncontrollably, his legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.
In the arena, whether they were members of the Blazing Fire Sect or disciples of the Flourishing Flower Sect, everyone was shocked and there was an uproar!
The disciples of the Blazing Fire Sect stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape as if they could fit an egg inside, their faces filled with terror and disbelief.
They never expected that Ling Xiao would suddenly make a move, and with such ruthlessness, severing their deputy sect leader's arm with a single sword strike.
The disciples of Xihua Sect were stunned for a moment, then their eyes lit up with joy. They looked at Ling Xiao as if they saw hope for saving their sect.
The red-robed deputy sect leader covered his bleeding severed arm wound, blood gushing from between his fingers, staining his bright red robe.
His face was deathly pale, devoid of any color, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
Staring at Ling Xiao with a mixture of shock and anger, her lips trembled as she tried to say something, but the intense pain rendered her speechless.
"You... how dare you..."
Ling Xiao suddenly held an ancient longsword in his hand, its blade radiating a mysterious aura, as if it had weathered countless years of vicissitudes.
The sword tip pointed diagonally at the ground, and a drop of blood slowly slid down the blade, dripping onto the ground with a soft "drip" sound.
He looked calmly at the red-robed deputy sect leader, his gaze deep and serene, as if he hadn't just severed the other's arm.
His tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority:
“When you speak to me, you should show me basic respect.”
"How dare you desecrate the name of the Overlord Emperor!"
In his excruciating pain, the red-robed deputy sect leader was almost consumed by rage; his eyes turned bloodshot, as if they were about to spew fire.
His face contorted as he roared:
"Ling Xiao! How dare you cut off my arm!"
"My Blazing Fire Sect will fight you to the death!"
"You wait, my Blazing Fire Sect will tear you to pieces and make you pay a terrible price!"
"you……"
"Swoosh!" Another wisp of thin but deadly sword light, like lightning slicing through the night sky, left a brief burn mark on the retinas of everyone present.
The sword light was so fast that no one had time to react. Everyone only saw a blur before they witnessed another chilling scene.
The red-robed deputy sect leader's hoarse, venomous roar abruptly stopped, as if it had been forcibly severed by an invisible hand.
His head flew high into the air, tracing a strange arc.
His face was still frozen in a ferocious and incredulous expression, his eyes were wide open as if they were about to bulge out, and his mouth was half open, as if he wanted to continue cursing.
The headless corpse swayed, like a puppet that had lost its support, before falling heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Blood gushed out of the neck cavity like a fountain, and the scarlet liquid quickly stained a large area of the ground, appearing particularly glaring under the sunlight.
Instant kill!
These two simple words struck like a heavy hammer blow to everyone's heart.
The deputy sect leader of the Blazing Fire Sect is a powerful figure with a renowned reputation and considerable strength in the martial arts world!
Normally, he could decide the life and death of many martial artists with a wave of his hand, and he held a highly respected position in the Blazing Fire Sect, where his word was law.
But now, in front of Ling Xiao, he couldn't even withstand two sword strikes and lost his life in such a miserable way.
At this moment, the entire battlefield was completely silent, as if time had frozen.
All the powerful members of the Blazing Fire Sect felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, as if the blood in their bodies had been frozen.
Their gazes toward Ling Xiao were filled with fear, a mixture of terror at the prospect of death and profound awe at his power.
Ling Xiao's strength is far more terrifying than they have heard of or imagined!
I originally thought he was just a hot-blooded young man with some background, but now it seems that he is a god of death who has come from hell, and wherever he goes, there is devastation.
Ling Xiao acted as if he had only done something insignificant. His expression was calm, and his eyes showed no ripples, as if he had just killed nothing more than an insignificant ant.
He slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping across a certain spot in the void like a sharp sword, and then said in a loud voice:
"After watching this drama for so long, isn't the main character... going to show up anytime soon?"
"Do you intend to wait until I have slaughtered all the members of your Blazing Fire Sect before you will show yourself?"
The air was completely silent, save for the sound of the wind, which seemed like the whisper of death, making everyone present hold their breath.
A moment later, a terrifying pressure, far stronger and more vast than that of the red-robed vice sect leader, suddenly descended, as if the entire sky had become heavier, making it difficult for people to breathe.
This oppressive force was so tangible that it distorted the surrounding air.
A figure appeared silently not far in front of Ling Xiao, like a ghost.
The newcomer was an elderly man dressed in a dark red robe embroidered with mysterious flame patterns, which seemed to be burning.
His face was simple and honest, with the years leaving deep marks on it, each wrinkle seemingly containing endless stories.
His eyes were deep and unfathomable, like a bottomless pool, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.
