Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Not everyone can face genius martial artists and still challenge those beyond their level like Ling Xiao.

For the vast majority of martial artists, the difference in combat power between realms is indeed significant.

Facing Wang Xiang and Zhu Nan, Dan Feng even didn't feel like making an effort, because the opponents were simply too weak.

"Get lost!"

A cold voice came from Dan Feng's mouth, and a weapon appeared in his hand.

However, this weapon was extremely bizarre; it looked like a Daoist horsetail whisk.

The whisk was swung, and the sound of a gale rampaging filled the air.

Then, two gigantic monster incarnations were blown away like paper and fell into the crowd, unable to get up for several moments.

"If the Tianhai Empire wasn't relying on the higher Mysterious World Law, it wouldn't be anything special. You people have truly been complacent for too long. Seven Little Saints? In my eyes, you are nothing!"

After all, Dan Feng was once the top-ranked martial artist on the Dragon and Phoenix List, and he had his own pride.

How could he be despised by these people?

Wang Xiang and Zhu Nan were indignant, but there was nothing they could do; they couldn't even stand, let alone continue fighting.

Their faces alternated between red and green, truly depressed to the extreme.

Earlier, they were still determined to kill the martial artists of the Heavenly Dynasty Empire, but the battle had only lasted a moment, and two of the Four Ferocious Beasts had already been defeated.

"Ah~~!"

At this moment, Chang She let out a miserable scream, his entire body enveloped in black energy. When he finally struggled free, almost no part of him was unharmed.

He was even worse off than Wang Xiang and Zhu Nan.

"Who? Who's sneaking an attack? So shameless!"

Chang She screamed and shouted.

The one who injured him was none of Fengming Lian, Mo Yu, or Zhu Shao Cong.

It was instead a shadow suddenly flying out from the courtyard.

"Leng Mei?"

Lingxiao's Tai Chi Eye opened, seeing the shadow clearly.

It wasn't Leng Mei herself but a ghastly ghost face.

"The Wan Gui Banner, huh?"

Ling Xiao looked into the house; Leng Mei had not awakened, but the Wan Gui Banner in her hands continued to flicker.

"It seems Leng Mei, although unconscious, has not let her soul fall asleep, still cultivating."

Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief: "Even so, Awakening God Pill is necessary, otherwise, Leng Mei might permanently enter a vegetative state."

Of course, he had a hunch that after Leng Mei wakes up, her cultivation level would greatly improve.

Inside that Wan Gui Banner, there is indeed a terrifying existence trapped.

"So this is the so-called Tianhai Seven Little Saints? Truly overhyped!"

Among the crowd were martial artists from other small countries under Tianhai Empire's rule, seeing three of the Tianhai Seven Little Saints being easily defeated by martial artists of the Heavenly Dynasty Empire, they felt disdain.

"Insolent! Who said that?"

Shaw Little Monster coldly stared at the crowd, murderous intent evident.

"So what if it's me?"

The speaker turned out to be a martial artist of the Yin-Yang Realm Ninth Level, but he was not a native of the Tianhai Empire, merely from a subordinate state.

Yet living on the White Tiger Continent allowed his cultivation to reach this realm.

"Courting death!"

Shaw Little Monster suddenly erupted, his enormous White Ape body charged towards that man.

That man had always been wary of the Seven Little Saints, but seeing three of them easily defeated today, he felt disdain.

So this time, he didn't dodge, but met him head-on.

But at the instant of contact, he realized he was wrong, gravely so.

The terrifying White Ape, with the power of this punch, couldn't be resisted at all.

Crack!

He felt his arms break, then his ribs shatter, terrible pain and intense fear overwhelming his entire being.

It's over!

In that instant, he could only think of these words.

However, Shaw Little Monster, indifferent to his surrender, drove the punch all the way through, unfortunately turning another martial artist of the Yin-Yang Realm Ninth Level into minced meat.

Silence!

Deathly stillness!

The crowd was utterly terrified!

This was the true strength of the Seven Little Saints.

Was it not because they were too weak, but because the martial artists of the Heavenly Dynasty Empire were too strong?

They dared not speak, fearing they might anger Shaw Little Monster and become his next victim.

Yet Shaw Little Monster didn't look at them, instead turning to Ling Xiao: "Heavenly Emperor! Dare you face me in a one-on-one battle to the death?"

Perhaps having just killed a martial artist of the Yin-Yang Realm Ninth Level, his confidence soared, and he became even more ambitious facing Ling Xiao.

"If you are a man, don't hide behind a woman, or you'll be laughed at."

"Why put it so grandiloquently? Isn't it just that you're afraid of Miss Liu? You can be afraid of women, why can't I rely on women's protection?

Who exactly should be laughed at?"

Ling Xiao disdainfully said.

Since Liu Lian had arrived, his plan needed to change, first to buy ingredients at the market to refine Awakening God Pills; vengeance could wait, saving lives was urgent.

So, he paid no mind to Shaw Little Monster's provocation.

Anyway, he'd kill this guy eventually.

"Are you scared? Seeing me easily kill that martial artist of the Yin-Yang Realm Ninth Level, you got scared?"

Shaw Little Monster taunted.

"How old are you?"

Ling Xiao suddenly asked.

"Twenty!"

Shaw Little Monster proudly replied.

Being among the Seven Little Saints at twenty was enough to boast, so he answered crisply.

"Heh, you're at the Yin-Yang Realm Ninth Level, older than me by three years. I really don't know what you're proud of in front of me. Given three years, my strength will be ten times yours.

Genius?

Just a waste."

With that, Ling Xiao looked no longer at Shaw Little Monster, instead, he turned to Liu Lian with a slight smile: "Miss Liu, may I trouble you and Dan Feng to protect the courtyard first? I have some matters to attend to at the market, alright?"

"Of course, no problem."

Liu Lian nodded, to her, Ling Xiao's request was a compliment.

"Thank you."

Ling Xiao finished speaking, turned around, and was about to leave.

However, Little Dot, Ghost Hand Laojiu, and Shui Shen Zi blocked his way.

"What is it? Planning to gang up on me?"

Ling Xiao coldly smiled.

"Your Majesty the Heavenly Emperor misunderstood, although our Sky Demon Sect has a grudge with you, it has nothing to do with me. I just want to see Your Majesty's strength. Why not fight Shaw Little Monster to let us see your prowess?"

Little Dot giggled.

"Same here."

Shui Shen Zi said flatly, though her words were a bit disingenuous.

Little Dot was truthful, while Shui Shen Zi intended to gauge Ling Xiao's true capabilities. If Ling Xiao left without fighting, wouldn't she have come in vain?

At this moment, Shaw Little Monster also approached, coldly staring at Ling Xiao: "Today, whether you fight or not, is not up to you!"