Batian Martial Soul

At this moment, Zhang Qi finally realized that he was wrong, and extremely wrong. He underestimated the abilities of Tongtong and Ali, and even more so the cruelty and danger of this battle.

The stone man's terrifying power was far superior to his. Like a moving mountain, it carried unstoppable force and blasted him away directly.

Zhang Qi drew a long parabola in the air, his body tumbling in the air, and every impact was accompanied by the sound of bones cracking and the feeling of muscles tearing.

Finally, he fell heavily to the ground, dust flew everywhere, and a deep hole was made in the ground by him.

At that moment, Zhang Qi's condensed body seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and his defense collapsed instantly. He was covered in blood, his clothes were tattered, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

His face was full of fear and unwillingness. He had never thought that he would be defeated so easily by a little girl's illusion.

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the dust, forming shocking blood flowers. His body was shaking, not only because of the pain, but also because of the shock and despair in his heart. He knew that he was in a desperate situation and it was impossible to escape.

At this moment, Ling Xiao appeared in front of Zhang Qi silently like a ghost. The Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in his hand was shining coldly under the moonlight. The tip of the sword stabbed mercilessly at Zhang Qi's bloody wound.

A steady, accurate, and fierce blow, Ling Xiao's eyes revealed an unquestionable determination. With a dull sound, the tip of the Black Sky Sword easily pierced Zhang Qi's head, and blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding air red.

A terrifying force erupted in an instant, blowing Zhang Qi away like a dead leaf. His body drew a long arc in the air and finally fell heavily to the ground hundreds of meters away. Dust was flying and the air around him seemed to be shaking because of this violent blow.

However, surprisingly, despite suffering such a fatal blow, Zhang Qi was not dead. He collapsed to the ground, his body trembling slightly, his face as pale as paper, with traces of blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were still half open with difficulty, revealing an indescribable tenacity and unwillingness.

Obviously, Zhang Qi had become much weaker and his vitality was rapidly fading, but his will to survive still supported him tenaciously.

"Not dead yet?" Ling Xiao's face instantly turned ugly when he saw this. His brows were furrowed, and a hint of disbelief and surprise flashed in his eyes.

He originally thought that with the perfect cooperation of Tongtong and Ali, they were able to get such a good attack opportunity and seriously injure Zhang Qi. This attack almost exhausted all his strength and condensed all his murderous intent. He thought it must be a fatal blow, but he didn't expect that he couldn't kill Zhang Qi.

At this moment, Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of frustration in his heart.

"Kid, don't think that you are the only one who has the ability to save his life. Generally speaking, when he reaches his level, he will have some means to save his life. But it doesn't matter. If he does it again, he will be dead."

In the dark and deep magic needle space, the voice of the Demon Soul King carried an unquestionable majesty and coldness, echoing in every corner, as if even the space was shaking.

"Okay!" Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with determination when he heard that. He nodded gently, with a confident arc at the corner of his mouth.

He knew very well that Zhang Qi was seriously injured and his fighting ability was greatly reduced. He was not as brave and fearless as before. With the help of Tongtong and Ali, two capable assistants, it was indeed easy for him to kill Zhang Qi.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao couldn't help but glance at Ahri beside him. Ahri was concentrating with her eyes closed, her hands slightly raised, as if she was about to perform her dazzling illusion to increase her chances of winning the next battle.

However, at this critical moment, Zhang Qi did something that was beyond everyone's expectations - he actually turned around and ran away!
Zhang Qi's eyes revealed determination and alertness. He knew very well that he was seriously injured at the moment and it was impossible for him to confront Ling Xiao and the other two head-on.

If he didn't run, he would die. So he turned around without hesitation and ran away with all his strength. His figure quickly shuttled through the woods, like a wounded beast still struggling desperately, trying to find a ray of hope in despair.

Especially the abilities of the two little girls. One is good at illusion, able to interweave reality and illusion so that it is difficult to distinguish.

The other one is proficient in manipulating sand, like the spirit of the earth, shaping all kinds of defense and attack methods at will. It is simply impossible to defend against, which makes people feel disgusted and exclaim "It's so disgusting."

"You can't escape!" Ling Xiao smiled coldly, and that smile contained unquestionable determination and coldness. He moved slightly, controlled his body, and directly performed a powerful soul technique - the will of the demon god. When this soul technique came out, the air around seemed to solidify, and an invisible pressure enveloped everyone's heart.

Zhang Qi's face changed drastically when he saw this, and a trace of fear and despair flashed in his eyes. He tried to struggle and wanted to escape from this terrifying bondage, but it was too late. In an instant, his body was fixed in place, unable to move.

Even this brief moment was enough for Ahri's illusion to work again, completely trapping him in that endless world of illusion.

The next thing became much simpler. Zhang Qi was once again trapped in the illusion carefully woven by Ahri. The scene around him kept changing, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, which made him fall into deep confusion and fear.

Then, Ling Xiao flashed and easily stepped into Ahri's illusion. In this world of illusion, his advantage was infinitely magnified.

Because Zhang Qi would be affected by the illusion, he couldn't tell what was real and what was illusory, but Ling Xiao was like a bystander, not affected at all. His eyes were sharp and his steps were steady, as if everything was under control, ready to give Zhang Qi the final fatal blow.

In addition, Tongtong controlled the huge stone man to assist. The stone man was burly and powerful, and every punch he threw was as powerful as a tsunami, making Zhang Qi's dodging space even smaller.

It only took two or three moves for Ling Xiao to seize the opportunity. His body was as fast as lightning, and the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword in his hand shone with a dark and mysterious light. He suddenly swung the sword, and the sword light was like a dragon, instantly cutting off Zhang Qi's head.

Blood gushed out, dyeing the surrounding air red. Zhang Qi's body fell down powerlessly, and the fire of life was completely extinguished at this moment. Ling Xiao's eyes did not fluctuate at all, as if all this was within his expectations. (End of this chapter)