This chaotic and irregular style of fighting similar to a dying struggle, like the end of a strong crossbow, made the Terrans in Flowing Wind City who were eager to pay attention to the battle situation in mid-air tremble, and they didn't even dare to blink and breathe.

Qiang –

In the black clouds, a phantom suddenly stretched out half of the spear essence, the head of the spear was half a meter, the tip of the knife was cold, and the cold light was sharp, and it drove straight into Ling Xiao's shoulder.

A fist-sized bloody hole appeared on Ling Xiao's left shoulder.

That's when —

Phew-

Ling Xiao slashed with his sword, and the sword qi submerged into the black clouds, and there was still no movement, but in the black clouds, there was a faint ripple.

And so it was.

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed.

Between the lightning and flint, the weight of the black cloud and the shadow of the demon clan and the spear of the demon clan he fought alternated between the virtual and the real, and they continued to hit directly, spurting out pillars of blood all over Ling Xiao's body, and blood holes continued to burst out.

Woooo

Ling Xiao is like a numb machine that has been swept into the eyes of the sea of destruction and does not know the pain.

He kept finding the right moment, slashing out into the black shadow of the void the moment the furious spear penetrated his body.

Countless sword qi overflowed, and the surrounding black clouds surged and rolled like waves.

It was as if time and space had come to a standstill, and it was as if the galaxy in the starry sky of the universe had been running thousands of times.

Dozens of breaths later.

A dark cloud that was originally just ripples and stirred up finally began to condense into a substance like thin ice after being subjected to thousands of slashing qi, and the cracks in the essence spread like a spider web.

Among the black clouds and stars.

A demon powerhouse with a spear in his hand looked frightened, his breath was disordered, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

This sword qi that was constantly sweeping like destroying the world, for him, was only a little lightly wounded.

And the next moment, he immediately regained his stable breath, and the shock in his body gradually stabilized.

Opposite side.

Ling Xiao's breath was weak, and he was covered in blood, as if he had been soaked in a pool of blood.

Shocking scars were scattered all over the place, winding and twisting, and many of the wounds that burst after the shock were deep in the bones, and columns of blood flowed sideways.

His figure shook slightly.

There were bursts of exclamations from everyone in the Flowing Wind City, and tears welled up in their eyes.

Like Ling Xiao who was tragically killed after being slashed by a thousand knives, this lonely and weak figure looked incomparably tall and tragic in the eyes of all human races at this time.

And through these thousands of moves, the confrontation of exchanging injuries for injuries, Ling Xiao felt the subtlety of this formation very clearly.

The fifty strong people on each side seem to be unrelated, but in fact, their strength is gathered, and what any strong person contains is the common cultivation and aura power of their fifty strong people.

And if they were attacked, even if they were badly wounded, they would spread the trauma among fifty people.

In this way, no matter how serious the injury is, to the fifty people in the shadows, it is only like the slightest flesh wound.

So even if I was pierced into a big funnel, I was afraid that I would only be able to hurt the fur, and I wouldn't be able to move the origin of this formation

Ling Xiao, who was panting quickly and slightly, revealed a trace of exhaustion in his eyes.

This situation made the fifty demon powerhouses who were constantly changing their bodies in the void of the stars of the universe breathe a sigh of relief.

Time passes.

Ling Xiao turned into a bloody man.

He was covered in blood, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his injuries were so severe that it was as if he had been delayed, as if his body was going to be torn apart in the next moment.

The tyrannical prince of the demon clan, who was watching the battle from a distance, breathed a sigh of relief slightly.

The demon powerhouse who arranged the formation was a little relaxed in his heart.

In the interval of the northeast stars.

"Truly... You're dead!"

A sinister laugh rang out.

In the big array, the demon general Hei Hachi, who had questioned the demon ninja before, looked at the scene in front of him that the situation was decided, and the victory was in his hands, and at this time he could not hide the ecstasy in his heart, and let out a slight and weird laugh from the heavy shadows.

It's now—

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed.

He suddenly burst out, and between the lightning and flint, an incomparably sharp sword light suddenly slashed out.

White mangs at a glance.

This knife is the knife intent that he really urged with all his might.

The sword light was like moonlight, more condensed than before, and the sword qi with a more turbulent momentum swept towards the black clouds that came from the sound.

After paying for the injuries all over his body, what he was waiting for was the moment when the demon powerhouse was slightly relaxed and the flaws in the formation were revealed.

As soon as the words came out, the flaws in the formation appeared.

That idiot..

"Death to me!"

Ling Xiao broke off with a drink, like an immortal descending to earth.

This sword condensed not only the peak power of the Ling family's sword technique, but also the intent of the Soul Devouring Life Dao that instantly erupted between the flickering of his eyes.

Distance.

Like a black cloud like cotton, the knife qi swept by the laser arc forcibly broke through a crack of the knife qi that crossed hundreds of meters.

The dazzling white edge lit up the vast sea of the universe in an instant, and the black clouds and mist disappeared in an instant.

As far as the sword came, the momentum was like destroying the withering and decaying, stirring up the wind and clouds, the dark night began to change color, and the entire formation was split in two.

"What?"

"This power..."

"Not good!"

"Oh my God..."

The demon powerhouses who were arrayed, for a while, exclaimed one after another, and an unprecedented sense of danger descended on them in an instant, as if they were being targeted by some ancient demonic beast, creepy, like a man's back.

But it was too late to react.

The sword light stopped with a bang.

rumble

Annihilation.

Death comes.

Wherever the sword qi reached, everything was close to annihilation.

The original impregnable array was destroyed in an instant, just like a sand bar under a flash flood.

Flesh splattered.

The sky is full of bones.

More than thirty demon powerhouses, like ashes of fire, were slashed with a knife in that instant.

Only dozens of demonic qi were left floating in the gap between the clouds and waves, floating like light smoke.

The sky was torn out by the sword light and a crack that had not healed for a long time, like a scar from the sky.

The four fields are silent.

Heaven and earth are silent.

The creatures between heaven and earth are all blind.

How so?

Why is this happening?

What kind of power is that?

All the onlookers were shocked and shocked.

Everyone turned their eyes back to Ling Xiao.

In the void, Ling Xiao stood with his sword.

Because of this sudden explosion, the wounds all over his body suddenly cracked.

Blood splattered from countless wounds on his body, and the white bones were broken in some deep blood holes, and the flesh was blurred, like a dying man fished out of a lake of blood.

Even his figure began to shake, as if in the next moment, he was about to fall from the sky.

Upstairs in Flowing Wind City.

The dynasty was the first to react from the shock.

He lost control directly under the excitement, and the aura in his body skyrocketed, and some wounds that had not had time to fully recover when he fought against the Demon Heaven cracked open and ooze blood, and several blood marks on the placket of his clothes gradually became a piece.

His eyes could not hide his ecstasy, and the complex emotions of incomparable emotion and guilt continued to be derived from his heart.