Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Chapter 2507 - 2510: Monster! Monster! Inhuman!

"Don’t make it so troublesome, just come at me all at once."

As Ling Xiao spoke, he had already jumped onto the ring.

"You bastard, how dare you underestimate me like that!"

Heiye Wuzun hated being underestimated the most.

Ling Xiao, this guy, deliberately targeted his weak spot.

He practically felt like a Thunderbolt Flame Bomb about to explode.

He always despised Ling Xiao, believing that Ling Xiao was merely swaggering around under the protection of that woman and Ling Yan.

Who would have thought that Ling Xiao would dare underestimate him like this?

"Wuzun, since he wants you all to come at him together, just do it. After all, it’s his request; that senior won’t say anything about it."

An Fengyun said calmly.

After all, old ginger is spicier.

An Fengyun doesn’t care about the reputation of bullying the few with the many. As long as they win, that’s all that matters.

In his heart, he absolutely doesn’t want to see Ling Xiao smug.

Even if Ling Xiao is strong enough, he doesn’t want Ling Xiao representing Eight Immortals Mountain in the Bull God Labyrinth competition.

"Yes!"

Heiye Wuzun regarded An Fengyun as supreme and naturally obeyed his words.

Even if he felt unhappy, he was still planning to step onto the ring with the other five.

Under the watchful eyes of many from the Dark Clan, they prepared to fight Ling Xiao.

"Heiye Wuzun, I know you look down on me, but that’s just your ignorance, I don’t blame you.

Rest assured, I won’t use the Dark Immortal Sword because you’re not worthy of it.

Alright, all of you make your move. Otherwise, once I strike, you six won’t have any chance."

Ling Xiao dismissed the other five, as only Heiye Wuzun posed a slight threat to him.

"I hope you can entertain me a bit; don’t let this fight end too quickly."

Listening to Ling Xiao’s words, Heiye Wuzun’s face turned sullen.

He didn’t know what Ling Xiao was relying on, but he believed that as long as no one helped Ling Xiao from outside, he absolutely couldn’t lose to him.

"I knew you had a silver tongue, but this ring battle isn’t about words, so keep your flowery words to yourself.

Today, I’ll let you, a frog in a well, understand what a true genius is.

Maybe Master Shen Dian was only deceived by you. Once I defeat you, he’ll abandon you."

Heiye Wuzun said coldly.

"Idiot!"

Ling Xiao curled his lips.

Even now, this guy was dreaming.

Heiye Wuzun frowned but said nothing more, as more words were pointless—he couldn’t out-talk Ling Xiao anyway.

"Surround him!"

With a wave of his hand, six people surrounded Ling Xiao in the center of the ring, unleashing their full momentum.

"I’ve heard your Beast Soul Transformation is powerful; today, I want to see it for myself!"

Heiye Wuzun wasn’t in a hurry to attack.

Already having the advantage in numbers wasn’t honorable; he hoped Ling Xiao could use his Beast Soul Transformation.

At least then, the victory would be more satisfying.

"Learn from it?

Only if you can land a blow on me. Otherwise, you’re not even qualified to see my Beast Soul Transformation."

Ling Xiao spoke with cold indifference and disdain.

This wasn’t arrogance.

Even without using Beast Soul Transformation, his current strength was enough to contend with someone at the First Turn, Yin-Yang Realm Fifth Level Hell Late Stage Cultivation, and he would definitely have the upper hand.

Don’t forget, the Profound Mysteries Inner Strength within him was far stronger than ordinary inner strength.

He also had the Body of the Mystic Realm, which might not seem special, but the Imperial Heaven Earth Power made his body stronger and his power greater than average.

If dealing with Heiye Wuzun required Beast Soul Transformation, then the battle would really end too quickly and be too dull.

"Arrogant! Conceited!

You will definitely pay the price for your contempt!"

Heiye Wuzun’s voice was icy.

Since Ling Xiao wouldn’t use Beast Soul Transformation, he didn’t mind.

Already disregarding reputation by bullying with numbers, further humiliation wouldn’t hurt.

Even if Ling Xiao lost, it would be his own doing.

"Kill!"

With a wave of Heiye Wuzun’s hand, six figures darted out almost simultaneously.

To accommodate the other five, Heiye Wuzun deliberately let his move be a beat slower.

This way, all six attacks could be fully concentrated together.

Delivering a more significant blow to Ling Xiao.

The six were using Jade Level High-Grade Martial Techniques of excellent quality.

It seemed the Dark Clan really invested heavily in these people.

It’s a pity that Ling Xiao had to complete such difficult tasks to obtain a set of top-quality Wolf Travel Thousand Miles.

Whereas these people could get them directly.

"This ring is really too crowded; better clear out some trash first."

With a slight smile, Ling Xiao suddenly held a longsword.

A Mortal Spirit Artifact level longsword.

Then, purple energy circled around him, like a purple haze in the sky.

The longsword in his hand instantly enlarged into a massive purple sword.

"What!"

When this purple giant sword appeared,

the five besides Heiye Wuzun were visibly stunned.

They felt the terrifying aura of the purple giant sword—the closer they got, the greater the likelihood of death.

They could feel they weren’t going to battle, but heading straight to their deaths.

Ling Xiao seemed like a terrifying beast, opening its bloodthirsty mouth, waiting for them to throw themselves in.

"No!"

The five almost simultaneously made the same move, abruptly halting and turning to flee the ring.

Fight?

A joke, their fighting spirit had completely collapsed.

Fleeing the scene?

Everyone was frozen in place.

An Fengyun shook his head, feeling utterly humiliated. These five were his carefully selected choices.

Yet they crumbled, choosing to flee without even fighting—a slap to his old face.

"Hahaha, it seems you have some self-awareness, but you still need to get off the stage!"

Wolf Travel Thousand Miles: Wolf Pack Attack!

Instantly, five wolf shadows pierced the sky.

The speed was astonishing.

Heiye Wuzun’s attack fell into the void, hitting the ring with force.

"This guy’s speed and momentum are terrifying; he’s not at the First Stage Four-Layer Hell Peak Cultivation, but the Fifth Layer of Hell Hell Cultivation. No wonder, no wonder he’s so confident!"

An Fengyun felt like his brain was lagging.

What kind of genius is this?

In just ten days, he rose from the Yin-Yang Realm Third Layer Hell Peak to the Yin-Yang Realm Fifth Level Hell Early Stage Cultivation.

This speed of improvement is truly frightening!

This isn’t like Ling Yan’s sudden boost from special inheritance; this is solid cultivation!

Monster!

A freak!

Not human!

Ling Xiao didn’t care about the astonishment of An Fengyun and the Dark Clan disciples.

His goal was simply to defeat the six challengers on the stage.

The first to be knocked out would be those five who tried to escape.

Even though they fled, they didn’t jump off the stage, meaning they hadn’t conceded.

So he had to knock them off the stage to claim victory; otherwise, it would be meaningless.

Even if he didn’t kill them, he had to send them flying.