Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14198: Beast
Ling Xiao, like a ferocious beast, attacked the white-robed man with madness, actually suppressing the white-robed man, who was a whole realm higher than him, and forcing him to retreat repeatedly, his spear movements becoming somewhat scattered.

The white-robed man's Star-Splitting Spear was no longer as sharp as before, and the spatial ripples at the tip of the spear had become somewhat blurred, as if suppressed by Ling Xiao's fist wind.

From a distance, Su Lingyin watched with trepidation, her heart feeling as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the battlefield, filled with worry and shock.

She knew all too well how terrifying a Great Sun Realm expert was; they were no ordinary beings.

The Great Sun Realm signifies the possession of world-destroying power; it is a terrifying existence capable of truly shattering small worlds!

Small worlds, though not as vast and boundless as the universe, contain endless mysteries and power, and have their own rules and order.

However, a powerful expert at the Great Sun Realm could completely destroy it with a mere wave of their hand, reducing it to nothingness.

However, what was happening before her eyes at this moment was completely beyond her comprehension.

Ling Xiao, this seemingly ordinary yet mysterious man, relied solely on his incredibly resilient physique and a set of extremely fierce fist techniques to overwhelm his opponent, leaving him in a sorry state.

Each of his punches carried an overwhelming force, the wind from his punches howling as if it could tear the heavens and earth apart.

The man in white was like a small boat in a storm under his attack, in danger of being swallowed up at any moment.

Su Lingyin couldn't help but think to herself: What if he uses that sword again...?

She had seen that sword once before. It was a precious sword that exuded a mysterious aura, its blade gleaming with a cold, eerie light, as if it contained endless killing intent.

Once Ling Xiao draws that sword, the outcome of this battle will likely become even more unpredictable.

On the battlefield, the man in white had been forced to retreat thousands of feet, his feet leaving deep marks in the air as if he were being dragged away by an invisible force.

His face was ashen, like a block of ancient ice, radiating a chilling aura.

A mixture of shame and anger surged within him, his eyes bloodshot as if they were about to spit fire.

He was a dignified Great Sun Realm martial artist, a renowned figure in this universe, and was always respected wherever he went. He had never suffered such humiliation before.
To be suppressed to this extent by a guy who was as insignificant as an ant in his eyes was an utter disgrace that he could not tolerate!

"Enough!" he roared suddenly, his voice like thunder echoing through the heavens and earth.

He forcefully deflected Lingxiao's punch, and the spear spun rapidly in his hand, like a silver dragon dancing in the air.

A dazzling silver light erupted from its body, as radiant as the sun, making it impossible for anyone to look directly at it.

The spear's power suddenly increased several times, as if it wanted to pierce through the universe. Each strike carried boundless power and majesty, as if it wanted to completely crush Lingxiao.

"I admit you have some brute strength!"
But you…” he said through gritted teeth, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, full of anger and disdain.

The words have not yet been spoken!

A sudden change occurred!

Ling Xiao, who had been fighting with his fists, suddenly loosened his clenched fist and pointed his fingers like a sword the moment he got close to the white-robed man again!
His movements were as fast as lightning, leaving no time for anyone to react.

A dark sword shadow, seemingly capable of swallowing all light, appeared between his fingers without warning!

The sword shadow was like a black phantom, flickering with an eerie light in the void, exuding a chilling aura.

The sword is drawn silently, yet it carries the ultimate sharpness to cleave galaxies and annihilate stars!

Its sharpness was so real that it made one feel as if a blade was held to their neck, and their throat could be cut off at any moment.

The timing of this sword strike was absolutely perfect!
It was at that very moment when the white-robed man's old strength had just dissipated and new strength had not yet arisen, and his mind was disturbed by anger!

At this moment, the man in white was in a state of brief stiffness, his strength was momentarily depleted, and his mind was clouded by anger, making it impossible for him to react in time.

This was also the fatal turning point in Ling Xiao's sudden transformation from the ultimate violent fist to the ultimate sharp sword!
He was like a master chess player who made a decisive move at a crucial moment, cornering the man in white.

This sword strike embodied all his strength and will; it was his final judgment in this battle.

The dark sword shadow, like the scythe of death, slashed fiercely at the man in white, as if it wanted to completely annihilate his soul.

The anger on the white-clad man's face vanished in an instant, like clouds swept away by a whirlwind, replaced by extreme horror and fear!
The fear surged forth from the depths of his heart like a raging tide, rapidly spreading to every corner of his body.

His eyes were wide open like copper bells, his eyeballs seemingly about to pop out of their sockets, staring intently at the dark sword shadow that was attacking him.

A chilling premonition of death, originating from the depths of his soul, like a cold, venomous snake, slowly crept up his spine, completely engulfing him.

He felt as if his body was in an endless abyss, surrounded by endless darkness and cold, with the aura of death following him everywhere, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Too fast!

The speed of the sword shadow was beyond imagination, as if it had crossed the boundaries of time and space, arriving in front of him the instant it appeared.

suddenly!
He had no idea that Ling Xiao would suddenly change his tactics at this moment, and that such a sharp and deadly sword strike would catch him completely off guard.

Too deadly!
The power and sharpness contained in this sword strike left him with no doubt that if he were hit, he would surely die without a burial place.

He had no time to make any effective defense. His mind went blank with extreme fear, and he could only rely on instinct to hold the Star Spear horizontally in front of him, trying to block the fatal blow.

The power of the Shattered Star Realm surged into the spear like a flood bursting its banks, causing the Star-Splitting Spear to erupt with a dazzling light.

He gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and used all his strength to try and save his life with this divine weapon.

laugh--!
There was no earth-shattering noise, only a soft sound like a hot knife slicing through butter.

Although the sound was faint, it was like the call of death, causing the white-clad man's heart to sink to the bottom instantly.

The dark sword light flashed and disappeared as if it had never appeared.

But that terrifying sharpness had already been deeply imprinted on the soul of the man in white.

Ling Xiao's figure appeared like a ghost, ten feet behind the man in white, with his back to him.

His posture was upright and elegant, as if he had just done something insignificant.