Chapter 13258 I know your secret

Everyone was shocked. They saw a sword with a cold glow. It had been deeply inserted into her throat. Blood gushed out and stained her clothes.

This scene came too suddenly. Hun Wuxu's face turned livid. He looked at Ling Xiao blankly. In his deep eyes, murderous intent surged like a tide, almost swallowing Ling Xiao.

"Soul power drives things! Who are you, kid!" His voice was low and hoarse, full of disbelief and anger.

Ling Xiao stood not far away, with a faint smile on his lips. There was both sarcasm and confidence in that smile.

"Who am I? I am Ling Xiao, the world's number one genius!" His words were clear and firm, and every word hit Hun Wuxu's heart like a heavy hammer. In front of Hun Wuxu, Ling Xiao killed Hun Wuxu's people with his own hands. This provocation and insult undoubtedly made Hun Wuxu's anger reach its peak.

Ling Xiao knew that once a person gets angry, his thinking ability will decrease, and he will be more likely to do some impulsive and stupid things.

This is exactly what he wants. He wants more than just Sister Luosha's life. He wants to kill all the soul clan members in front of him and avenge those innocent companions who died! His eyes flashed with determination and coldness, as if he was ready to fight to the death with Hun Wuxu.

"Hun Wuxu, leave that kid to me, you go kill Zhang Ruochen!" At this critical moment, the masked young man who had fallen to the ground with serious injuries and seemed to be dying, miraculously stood up.

Although his standing posture was slightly staggering, his cold eyes were as deep as a cold pond, staring directly at Ling Xiao, and the murderous intent contained in them was so strong that it almost overflowed, which was chilling.

"Yes, young master!" Hun Wuxu heard the words and immediately responded without any hesitation. In his mind, Zhang Ruochen, as the number one genius of the Demon Suppression House, was indeed a far greater threat than Ling Xiao, the "number one genius of the world" who suddenly appeared. Therefore, getting rid of Zhang Ruochen first was undoubtedly a wiser choice.

As he spoke, Hun Wuxu was ready to go. His body did not move, but his eyes suddenly turned cold, as if at this moment, his entire aura had undergone a drastic change.

Then, a terrifying soul power surged out like an infinite sea, instantly filling the entire battlefield and tightly enveloping Zhang Ruochen.

This soul power was so powerful that it was beyond imagination. It brought an indescribable sense of oppression, as if it was going to crush Zhang Ruochen and the surrounding space together.

Zhang Ruochen's face became extremely solemn at this moment. He could clearly feel that he seemed to be pressed down by an invisible giant mountain on his chest, and even breathing became extremely difficult, not to mention displaying his skills.

Although Ling Xiao was outside the battlefield, he was also affected by this terrifying soul power, and a strong sense of crisis rose in his heart.

He knew that once Hun Wuxu got serious, his strength would be beyond his current ability to contend with. However, even so, he would never retreat, because he knew that he was carrying the heavy responsibility of revenge for his companions, and no matter how many difficulties and obstacles there were ahead, he had to move forward bravely.

Zhang Ruochen's face was as cold as frost, as if nothing in the world could touch the waves in his heart.

He slowly raised his right hand, his fingers flexibly jumped on the gun barrel, shaking out a gorgeous gun flower, like a blooming silver lotus, which was particularly dazzling on the dim battlefield. Then, he rushed forward like a cheetah ready to go, and the ground under his feet trembled slightly under his impact.

A shot, like lightning pierced out.

The spear shot out like a dragon, with unparalleled might. The tip of the spear drew a brilliant trajectory in the air, as if a silver dragon shuttled through the clouds, unstoppable. Wherever the spear passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistle.

Boom!

When Zhang Ruochen's spear collided with Hun Wuxu's surging soul power, the entire battlefield seemed to be shaken. The terrifying spear light and soul power collided and stirred with each other, erupting with a deafening roar, as if the world collapsed, and the sun and moon lost their light.

Under the impact of this huge force, Zhang Ruochen's figure was violently repelled, his body drew an arc in the air, and fell heavily to the ground, raising dust. However, he did not fall down, but quickly adjusted his posture and stood up again.

There was an unyielding light in his eyes, as if no matter how big the blow he suffered, it could not erase the fighting spirit in his heart.

Soon, Zhang Ruochen rushed out again, leaving a trail of afterimages on the battlefield, like a tireless tiger, vowing to completely defeat the enemy in front of him.

The war started with a bang on this land baptized by blood and fire.

This was a peak duel, a desperate fight between the top demons in the Demon Suppression House and the top demons of the Soul Clan. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and a murderous atmosphere, as if even the sky was shocked by this tragic battle, with dark clouds and faint thunder.

Zhang Ruochen, although he was seriously injured, ragged and bloodstained, his eyes were extremely firm and there was no fear at all.

Every step he took was accompanied by severe pain, but he seemed to be unaware of it. He just held the spear tightly in his hand, like a fearless warrior, defending his beliefs and honor to the death.

On the other side of the battlefield, the battle between Ling Xiao and the masked youth broke out again. This time, the masked young man's expression was obviously much more solemn. He no longer dared to withstand Ling Xiao's attack as easily as before.

The speed of his wound recovery became extremely slow, almost the same as that of a normal warrior. Every time he was stabbed by Ling Xiao's sword, he would be left with deep scars and blood.

The masked young man's eyes flashed with fear and unwillingness. He knew that if he was stabbed by Ling Xiao again, he would probably really die on this battlefield. Therefore, he began to become cautious, and every move was carefully considered, trying to find Ling Xiao's flaws in order to kill him with one blow.

However, Ling Xiao seemed to see through his mind. Every attack was just right to avoid the masked young man's edge, while constantly putting pressure on him, leaving him nowhere to escape.

For the masked young man, this battle has become a life-and-death contest. He must go all out to survive in this cruel battlefield.

"Hehe, you store other people's lives in your martial soul, no wonder I couldn't kill you no matter what. Now those lives are used up, and now you're still not dead?" Ling Xiao's mouth curled up in a sneer, his eyes flashing with a light of insight, as if he had seen through all the secrets of the masked young man.