Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14335 Do you want to take action?

Before the words were even finished, the air seemed to be suddenly pulled by an invisible hand, and several dark figures appeared silently behind Ling Xiao and Ni Shuanghan like ghosts.

They were agile and moved so lightly that they made no sound, instantly forming a tight encirclement.

Each person gripped a weapon that gleamed with a cold light, the gleam flickering in the dim light like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, exuding a chilling aura.

Ling Xiao sensed the chilling killing intent coming from behind him, but he did not panic in the slightest.

He slowly shook his head, a slight smile appearing on his lips.

Immediately afterwards, the God-Slaying Sword in his hand emitted a clear and melodious sword cry. The sound was crisp and pleasant, yet it seemed to carry an invisible power that caused the surrounding air to ripple slightly.

The starlight on the sword became even more dazzling, like the most radiant star in the night sky, making people afraid to look directly at it.

"Is the Vice Sect Master about to make a move?"

Ling Xiao looked calmly at the man in red robes, his voice steady and powerful, as if he were stating something perfectly ordinary.

The man in red robes stared coldly at Ling Xiao, his gaze like an icy blade piercing straight into Ling Xiao's heart.

He didn't speak, but the killing intent in his eyes was so palpable that it seemed to engulf Ling Xiao completely.

Ling Xiao suddenly took a step forward. This step seemed casual, but it carried an indomitable momentum.

The tip of the God-Slaying Sword in his hand was pointed at the man in red robes, its light flickering erratically. Sometimes it was like a dragon emerging from the sea, with overwhelming power; other times it was like a snake spitting its tongue, agile and unpredictable.

"Come on, I'll give you ten moves."

Do you dare to make a move?

Ling Xiao's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

His words were full of provocation and disdain, as if the man in the red robe was nothing more than a weak opponent in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of all the powerful members of the Blazing Fire Sect present immediately turned extremely ugly.

In this Cloud Mist Kingdom, the Blazing Fire Sect is a renowned and undisputed force, and no one has ever dared to be so arrogant in front of them!
Several young disciples could no longer contain their anger; their weapons hummed as if they were eagerly awaiting battle.

They gripped their weapons tightly, leaning slightly forward, ready to charge forward and fight Ling Xiao at any moment.

All eyes were focused on the man in the red robe, like spotlights, awaiting his decision.

However, he hesitated to make a move, staring intently at the God-Slaying Sword in Ling Xiao's hand, a hint of hesitation and apprehension flashing in his eyes.

The powerful aura emanating from the God-Slaying Sword made him feel a vague unease.

Ling Xiao's lips curled into a mocking smile, a smile as cold and biting as the winter wind.

The tip of the sword in his hand trembled slightly, drawing out a string of dazzling starlight, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, beautiful yet dangerous.

"What? Don't you dare?"

Ling Xiao spoke again, his voice full of sarcasm, as if mocking the red-robed man's cowardice.

The man in the red robe had a face so gloomy it seemed to drip water, his expression like the sky before a storm, overcast and dark.

His voice was icy cold, as if it came from hell:
"Ling Xiao, those who are young and impetuous often die the earliest!"
Don't think you can swagger around in front of my Blazing Fire Sect just because you have that broken sword. Today I'll show you the consequences of offending my Blazing Fire Sect!

Just then, Ling Xiao opened his palm, as if summoning the power of heaven and earth.

The God-Slaying Sword suddenly erupted with a dazzling light, as bright as the sun, so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

He walked forward with his sword in hand, his steps steady and firm, and with each step he took, the aura of his sword grew stronger.

The overwhelming sword intent swept across the surrounding area like a surging tide, causing the surrounding sky to tremble slightly.

The sword intent seemed to have a life of its own; wherever it went, the air was cut and emitted a sharp whistling sound.

Sunlight swirled around him, as if draping him in a golden armor.

The battle suit shimmered with a dazzling light, making him look like a war god descended to earth, majestic and inviolable.

His gaze was firm and sharp, as if it could pierce through all obstacles and look straight into the heart of the enemy.

Feeling the terrifying sword aura that swept over him like a surging tide, the man in the red robe felt a chill run from his feet to his head, and his expression changed drastically in an instant.

Those eyes, which were originally full of anger, now contained not only anger but also a hint of barely concealed fear.

He had naturally heard of Ling Xiao's deeds, and the various legends circulating in the martial arts world appeared in his mind like a movie.

Especially recently, this person single-handedly repelled the ferocious attack of the Tianyuan Holy Hall, a feat that shook the entire cultivation world.

Those rumors were like sharp thorns piercing his heart, causing his palms to sweat slightly and making the weapon in his hand seem heavier.

Ling Xiao remained calm and composed, stopping steadily three zhang away from the man in red robes.

For experts of their level, this distance is like walking on the edge of a cliff—an extremely dangerous distance.

The slightest misstep could trigger an earth-shattering war.

Ling Xiao's God-Slaying Sword was pointed directly at the opponent's brow. The starlight on the tip of the sword flickered erratically, sometimes as bright as day, sometimes as dim as a star, as if telling of endless killing intent.

"Do you want to take action?"

Ling Xiao's voice was deep and powerful, echoing in the air like a resounding bell, carrying an unquestionable authority.

The man in the red robe stared intently at Ling Xiao, his eyes filled with complex emotions—anger, fear, and a hint of resentment.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, like a wild beast trapped in a cage, wanting to roar but not daring to.

He knew in his heart that if he made the slightest move, the God-Slaying Sword, which exuded a terrifying aura, would instantly pierce his brow and kill him on the spot.

Therefore, despite his burning anger, he ultimately dared not move, his body frozen there like a statue.

Looking at the cowardly appearance of the man in red robes, Ling Xiao couldn't help but shake his head and smile. His smile was full of contempt and disdain, as if he were looking at a clown.

"What utter garbage!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it struck the red-robed man's heart like a heavy hammer.

With that, he flicked his wrist with effortless grace, and the God-Slaying Sword instantly transformed into a dazzling stream of light, disappearing into his body without a trace.

Having done all this, Ling Xiao ignored the red-robed man's gloomy face and turned to leave.

His robe sleeves drew an elegant arc in the sky, like the beautiful silhouette of a dancer on stage, graceful and ethereal.

Just then, a powerful member of the Blazing Fire Sect suddenly roared, his voice trembling with rage, like the howl of a wounded beast:
"Who gave you the audacity to run wild in my Blazing Fire Sect!"