Tyrant Sky Martial Sou
Chapter 1060: Power of the Strong

Chapter 1060: Chapter 1060: Power of the Strong

"Kid, I truly have to admire you," he said. "You’re both wise and courageous, which has won my complete admiration. However, you seem to have forgotten that in front of me, your strength is simply not enough!"

Despite the incoming Thunderbolt Bomb, Timmerman Muto leaped into the air above the canyon. To capture the rebels first, capture their king. Killing Ling Xiao would naturally end this battle.

"Old Muto, General Ling is not lacking in strategies. How could he not anticipate your old dog’s thoughts?"

In mid-air, Feng Qingyan and Lu Chenlong suddenly appeared, blocking Mu Tu’s path.

"Weren’t you two imprisoned?"

Mu Tu paused, his speed also decreased.

"Ha-ha. Although you left fifty thousand soldiers in the camp to guard us, unfortunately for you, if you could infiltrate Northern Desert City, do you think I could not?"

Ling Xiao slightly smiled.

While the stratagems like the decoy strategy, catching a turtle in a jar, and ambush from all sides were being employed, the Dark Stingers who had already infiltrated into the Black Crow Empire’s army also began their mission.

Naturally, their task was to rescue Feng Qingyan, Lu Chenlong, and others.

"Impressive, truly impressive! Despite your young age, you are so clever. I truly underestimated you. But do you think that these two failures will stop me?"

Although Mu Tu was shocked by Ling Xiao’s cunning, he became even calmer.

Because thinking too much was useless now, the only chance to turn the tide was to kill Ling Xiao!

Or capture him alive!

Feng Qingyan’s cultivation level was not as high as his; as per his calculation, it should take about a hundred moves to defeat him.

Lu Chenlong was not worth mentioning at all.

During this period, how many soldiers died was no longer important; as long as they could ultimately win, even if he turned into a Commander with an Empty Staff, it didn’t matter.

Yet, Ling Xiao’s expression remained indifferent.

It was completely impossible to tell what the boy was thinking.

At this moment, the Black Crow Army, although numerous, was merely waiting to be harvested like leeks, with hardly any combat strength left.

Chaos!

Panic!

These became the main theme of the Black Crow Army.

Among these people, hundreds of Black Crow Knights protected Jiumo Zhiyan, constantly charging in an attempt to break through the encirclement.

These people were Jiumo Zhiyan’s Imperial Guards.

Each of their cultivation levels was above the Six Arts Heavenly Realm, with the strongest reaching the Cave Heaven Realm.

During the charge, whether they were fighting their comrades or the Northern Desert Army, they brutally killed them, only interested in clearing a bloody path for Jiumo Zhiyan.

Finally, they broke through the encirclement.

But they also left behind more than a hundred lives, with only three hundred remaining.

Jiumo Zhiyan watched, his heart in agony. After all, these men were personally trained by him to seize power, all utterly loyal. The death of each was a deep pain for him, let alone over a hundred.

"Ling Xiao, I will definitely kill you!"

Jiumo Zhiyan knew he couldn’t cry or linger. This great battle was thoroughly lost.

Lost without any doubt.

But he couldn’t die; as long as he was alive, there would always be a chance for revenge.

"Stay behind, young prince!"

Jiumo Zhiyan heard a voice like the devil’s.

Although the voice actually sounded beautiful and pleasing, to him, it was just like a devil’s voice.

Leng Mei stood there, sword in hand, coldly scrutinizing Jiumo Zhiyan.

At this moment, Leng Mei was fully displaying her Cave Heaven Realm strength, despite the great cost to her, but this battle necessitated it.

"You guys take the young prince and go; I’ll stop this woman."

An Imperial Guard from the First Cave Heaven Realm shouted as he charged towards Leng Mei.

However, a cold light flashed, and his head instantly fell to the ground.

As plum blossoms danced in the air, more than three hundred remaining Imperial Guards instantly lost over a dozen of their number.

Beneath Leng Mei’s hands, there was never a concept of mercy; those attacked by her were undoubtedly doomed.

Jiumo Zhiyan knew he was no match for this woman, he had to run!

"Do not be afraid, Little Prince, I have come to save you!"

Just as Leng Mei was steadily closing in on Jiumo Zhiyan, a general riding a Black Crow Beast appeared.

In his hands, he wielded two large hammers, with his Cultivation Level reaching half a step into the Yin-Yang.

Within the Black Crow Army, Mu Tu wasn’t the only expert.

Of course, there was only one expert at the Yin-Yang Realm, Mu Tu, but there were plenty of other experts.

"Thank you, General!"

Wiping away the cold sweat, Jiumo Zhiyan then fled under the escort of Imperial Guards.

Above the gorge, Ling Xiao sighed helplessly.

No matter how clever the strategies were, in the end, they still relied on strength to support them.

If his power had reached the level of Mu Tu, then his strategies this time would have achieved the most perfect effect.

Not only would Jiumo Zhiyan die, but Timmerman Muto wouldn’t have survived either.

Now, he not only had to watch Jiumo Zhiyan escape but also face the threat from Mu Tu.

Lu Chenlong was sent flying with a palm strike by Mu Tu, his life and death unknown.

Feng Qingyan also looked pale, spitting blood, clearly unable to hold on any longer.

"Ling Xiao, prepare to die! After killing you, I will slaughter every one of you to let you know how foolish it is to oppose the Black Crow Empire!"

To Mu Tu at this moment, strategies were less useful than actual strength.

In his eyes, Ling Xiao, the nightmare of the Black Crow Army, was now irrelevant; he could easily crush this lad with a mere flick of his hand.

Watching Feng Qingyan desperately blocking Mu Tu, Ling Xiao calmly said, "Vice President Feng, please move aside. To die by the hands of the renowned Black Crow God-Commander Timmerman Muto, I would consider my death worthy and my name would surely be remembered in history."

Feng Qingyan didn’t understand why Ling Xiao was doing this, but out of trust, he stepped aside.

However, this act of his made Mu Tu hesitant to attack.

"What’s the matter, Elder Mu Tu? I am standing right here, and you can easily crush me. Hurry up and make your move."

Ling Xiao’s face still wore a smile.

The more he acted like this, the more hesitant Mu Tu became, warily scanning his surroundings, fearing an ambush.

Although he had defeated Lu Chenlong and Feng Qingyan, he was also injured, and despite it not being severe, his combat ability had inevitably decreased.

And considering Ling Xiao’s cunning, who knew if it was a trap?

After suffering several setbacks by Ling Xiao today, caution was inevitably warranted.

"Hmph, you think you can fool me, lad? Not a chance! I’ll let you go this time, but the next time I encounter you, I will certainly tear you to pieces!"

After hesitating for a while, Timmerman Muto actually turned and left—to chase after Jiumo Zhiyan!

Cold sweat finally trickled down Ling Xiao’s forehead.

He had used the ’empty fort strategy’ on himself.

If Timmerman Muto had indeed attacked, the only thing Ling Xiao could have done was to fight to the death, even if it meant severely injuring Mu Tu.

But that was the worst plan.

Fortunately, the strategy succeeded.

The cunning Timmerman Muto, having fallen for Ling Xiao’s tricks several times, no longer had the courage.

"Well done, lad, you actually managed to scare that old guy off!"

Feng Qingyan said, looking at Ling Xiao in amazement.