Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

The expert from Xuan She Demon Sect suddenly launched a sneak attack on Ling Jiaojiao.

In that instant, Ling Jiaojiao was in extreme danger.

Even if Ling Yuhua wanted to intervene, it was already too late. He was quite far from Ling Jiaojiao, and that person was clearly poised to attack, catching her off guard with incredibly swift action.

If anyone could save Ling Jiaojiao, it would only be Ling Xiao.

But how could Ling Xiao be a match for this person?

Although many people believed Ling Jiaojiao was guided by Ling Xiao, and she could defeat Ling Moyu, thus Ling Xiao’s strength shouldn’t be too weak.

Yet even so, letting Ling Xiao face a Tenth Cave Heaven Realm expert seemed overly naive.

This strike would either result in Ling Jiaojiao’s death.

Or Ling Xiao and Ling Jiaojiao dying together.

There could only be one of these two outcomes.

They truly didn’t believe Ling Xiao would die for a woman with no blood relation to him.

”Hmph, Ling Xiao may talk the talk, but in a moment of crisis, he’d probably just stand by.”

”Indeed, a typical phony gentleman.”

Voices of discussion came from the crowd.

And the black Sword Light had already reached close.

Ling Jiaojiao was visibly somewhat terrified.

She wasn’t afraid of dying, but of being abandoned without feeling once again, and of the crowd’s words becoming reality.

Yet she didn’t want Ling Xiao to save her, fearing he’d foolishly save her, what if he gets killed?

While she was conflicted, a warm hand gently grabbed her, whispering two words in her ear, ”Don’t worry.”

Then she saw a brilliant Sword Light like starlight flash and explode in front of her.

Boom!

Starchild collided with the Black Serpent, sending Ling Xiao flying dozens of meters back, crashing heavily against a wall, causing the thick wall to collapse.

However, that terrifying Black Serpent Sword Light was completely destroyed.

”Ling Xiao!”

Ling Jiaojiao’s heart was filled with excitement and pain.

She was excited that Ling Xiao truly shielded her from this terrifying strike.

She was in pain, as Ling Xiao was knocked away, likely with little chance of survival.

She screamed and rushed to where Ling Xiao fell, hoping to check on his condition.

But cold foreboding winds approached from behind.

The martial artist from Xuan She Demon Sect, seeing that the previous strike didn’t kill Ling Jiaojiao, attacked again.

It seemed today, he wouldn’t give up without killing Ling Jiaojiao.

”Enough, Mysterious Serpent Envoy! You’ve already killed one from Ling Family, do you still want to kill more?”

Ling Yuhua finally stood before the person, his face not looking good.

He feared Xuan She Demon Sect, but couldn’t just watch them slaughter Ling Family members.

”Get out of the way, Ling Yuhua! If she doesn’t die, the whole Ling Family will accompany her in the grave!”

The martial artist from Xuan She Demon Sect roared, ”Even though Ling Wansui was just an Outer Disciple, once he joined Xuan She Demon Sect, he became ours. Whoever killed him must die!”

Originally, when Ling Jiaojiao killed Ling Wansui, he planned to make a move.

But a series of events that followed intrigued him, so he watched.

He expected Ling Moyu to kill Ling Jiaojiao, then he wouldn’t have to act, as offending Ling Yuhua, a Yin-Yang Realm Cultivator, wasn’t a wise move.

Unexpectedly, Ling Jiaojiao defeated Ling Moyu and won the championship.

His pride couldn’t take it anymore.

He had no choice but to act.

”That’s enough, Mysterious Serpent Envoy!”

Ling Yuhua said, with a somber face.

”Ling Yuhua, this Envoy knows you are strong!

But in Xuan She Demon Sect’s eyes, you are nothing but a mere ant!

Remember, your whole Chen Dynasty is worthless to Xuan She Demon Sect, let alone yourself.”

The martial artist from Xuan She Demon Sect sneered, ”I advise you to be wise, abandon this woman, and you might save the whole Ling Family. Perhaps, our Xuan She Demon Sect might even recruit talents from Ling Family.”

Ling Yuhua’s fist remained clenched, but after a moment, he completely released it.

He actually chose to evade.

”Jiaojiao, I warned you not to kill Ling Wansui, but you didn’t listen. Now a calamity has occurred, although grandfather doesn’t want it, we have no choice but to abandon you.”

Ling Yuhua sighed.

Ling Jiaojiao never expected him to save her, but still held a glimmer of hope.

Sadly, Ling Yuhua’s words shattered her last attachment to this family completely.

She abruptly turned to face the martial artist from Xuan She Demon Sect and said, ”Come, kill me, Ling Xiao is dead, I have no reason to live, come!”

No one noticed Ling Xiao lying there had a sinister cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

Though the blow from the martial artist of Xuan She Demon Sect was indeed strong, it could only kill Ling Jiaojiao, causing little harm to him, having the Body of the Mystic Realm.

He was always looking for an opportunity to involve Ling Family.

Finally, today he found it.

If he could kill this person from Xuan She Demon Sect, Ling Family would have no choice but to stand with him, or everyone would die.

He didn’t rise but released the Gemini Martial Spirit, silently moving behind the martial artist from Xuan She Demon Sect.

The gap in cultivation was large indeed.

But under a sneak attack, if he could break their defense, he could kill them.

It wasn’t about strength.

”Ha ha ha, Ling Yuhua, you sure are wise. I’ll report to the Sect Master, and make sure your Ling Family benefits.”

The martial artist from Xuan She Demon Sect was satisfied with Ling Yuhua’s attitude.

Honestly, the whole Ling Family had only this old man to fear, now with him sorted, there’s nothing stopping him from killing Ling Jiaojiao.

As for the kid he knocked out, probably dead already, he didn’t care.

”Little girl, if you agree to join Xuan She Demon Sect, I can spare your life!”

No longer feeling the urgency, the martial artist from Xuan She Demon Sect began considering other options.

Since Ling Wansui was dead and people couldn’t be brought back to life, recruiting an Outer Disciple with better aptitude than Ling Wansui would be meritorious for Xuan She Demon Sect.

”He’s dead, my heart is dead with him! Either kill me, or I’ll kill you!”

Ling Jiaojiao looked at the martial artist from the Xuan She Demon Sect, holding her Longsword, and stepped forward.

She knew she was no match for him, yet she wasn’t afraid to avenge Ling Xiao.

If Ling Xiao could die protecting her, why couldn’t she die avenging him?

”Clearly, you still don’t understand the might of Xuan She Demon Sect.”

The martial artist from Xuan She Demon Sect said coldly to Ling Jiaojiao, ”Since you’re stubborn, go die.”

Seeing Ling Jiaojiao’s sword thrust, he snickered coldly, transforming his bare hand into a dark demonic claw, intending to crush the Longsword, then crush Ling Jiaojiao’s head.