Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 59 Slaughter Sword Technique_1

Chapter 59: Chapter 59 Slaughter Sword Technique_1

By the time Ling Xiao hurried back to the Ling Family, members of the Li Clan had already set out to search for someone.

Because according to the timing, Li Xingyun and the others should have returned home, but they had not, causing panic among them.

The father of Li Xingyun was concerned for his son, but he was even more worried about the Storage Ring—after all, it was borrowed for his son’s use, and losing it would mean big trouble.

"There are pieces of flesh and blood here!"

"This is our Li Family’s identification plaque!"

"There are signs of a battle here, could it be they were attacked by beasts?"

"Quick, into the mountains to search!"

Among this group of people was one named Li Xinghui; he was Li Xingyun’s elder brother.

With his younger brother in trouble, it was only natural for him to join the search.

However, when they followed the traces and found the remains of the Li Family Members, several Monster Beasts were gnawing on the bones.

Among them was a Demonic Beast, and it was a Level 4 Peak Demon Beast, the Sawtooth Tiger.

"Roar—!"

The Sawtooth Tiger let out a roar towards the people, causing many of the less powerful Li Family Members to retreat, some even fainting on the spot.

This Sawtooth Tiger was much stronger than the Fourth Level Demonic Beast Li Xingyun had encountered before.

"Die!"

Li Xinghui was in a bad mood!

Very bad!

His own brother!

His brother, who was like a genius, was actually eaten by such a Monster Beast!

He thrust out with his sword.

Using the same Wild Wind Sword technique, but his power was many times greater than Li Xingyun’s. Before the Sawtooth Tiger could even let out a whimper, its massive head fell to the ground.

"Young Master Xinghui is truly formidable. Among the younger generation of our Li Clan, he is the only one who has reached the Martial Meridian Fifth Layer, right?"

"Yes, Young Master Xingyun could have been the same, who would have thought he’d meet such a tragic death."

"Stop babbling and search quickly. Open these beasts up, see if they have the Storage Ring!"

"Yes!"

At Li Xinghui’s command, everyone launched an attack on those beasts.

Without the Fourth-tier Peak Demonic Beast, those beasts were no match for the Martial Artists, and were all killed in an instant, then dissected one by one.

"This one doesn’t have it!"

"Neither does this one!"

"Nothing!"

Including the Sawtooth Tiger, they searched all the bodies of the Demonic Beasts and didn’t find a trace of the Storage Ring.

"Could it be that my brother wasn’t killed by Monster Beasts, but by someone’s malice?"

A chilling light emanated from Li Xinghui’s eyes, "If I find out who it is, I definitely won’t leave your body intact!"

...

Meanwhile, at a certain place in the Fulong Mountain Range.

A burly man with a black scarf covering his head stared at a dozen or so Ling Family Disciples like a beast eyes its prey.

These dozen or so people were disciples from the Genius Hall, each of them had reached the Martial Veins Third Layer Peak, and each had condensed Gang Qi in their bodies, though in varying amounts.

Yet, in front of the black scarf-clad burly man, they were as helpless as chicks before an eagle.

"We’re in trouble this time. Who would have thought we’d encounter a Martial Pulse Fifth Level Peak Black Scarf Thief? We’re as good as dead!"

"Indeed, the opponent is simply playing with us, we can neither fight nor escape, and several of our brothers have already died!"

The geniuses of the Ling Family had bloodshot eyes.

Some were furious, others despaired.

Only at this moment did they truly understand.

What was the use of being a genius if one couldn’t grow up? It was all meaningless.

"Hahaha, to think that I, Old Ghost, would have such good luck today, encountering so many disciples of the Ling Family. If I kill all of you, that old thing Ling Xiaotian will surely be heartbroken," the burly man laughed heartily, completely disregarding these individuals.

"You’re the one who’s likely to die today!"

Suddenly, a voice abruptly rang out, followed by a figure shooting out from the woods.

"Ling Yun Senior Brother!"

Disciples of Genius Hall would not fail to recognize Ling Yun, ranked second.

At this moment, Ling Yun, dressed in a black robe with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, had a longsword strapped to his back and emanated an aura of stern slaughter.

He practiced the Slaughter Sword Technique, which many people knew, so if he were to release his killing aura, it would be truly terrifying.

"Senior brother, don’t worry about us anymore, hurry and run! This guy is a martial artist at the Peak of Fifth Level Martial Pulse, you’re no match for him!"

All disciples from Genius Hall knew that Ling Yun was only at the Martial Meridians Fourth Level Peak. If his opponent had been a lower-level warrior at the fifth layer of the Martial Pulse, he might have had a chance to fight.

But the gap between the peak of the fourth layer and the peak of the fifth layer was just a bit too large.

Even if it was Ling Yun, to come here was to embrace death.

"You guys go ahead."

Ling Yun merely spoke indifferently, yet his aura suddenly intensified.

"What? The Fifth Layer of Martial Pulse! When did Brother Ling Yun make the breakthrough?"

"Heavens, it looks like this time Brother Fei Fan will really have to step down from the first place."

"That might not necessarily be the case, Brother Fei Fan might have reached the Fifth Level of Martial Pulse long ago!"

"Regardless, the final battle this time is going to be something to watch! We’re saved now!"

Ling Yun revealing his strength instantly gave all disciples of the Ling Family immense confidence.

"Martial Pulse Fifth Level cultivation? Not bad, not bad."

The Black Scarf burly man was startled for a moment, but then he laughed and said, "You’re still no match for me!"

Forget about the Black Scarf burly man being a Peak Fifth-level Martial Pulse warrior; even if he had been just a lower-level one, he would not fear Ling Yun.

Because he practiced Horizontal Training Martial Arts, a defensive martial art, his defense was astoundingly strong. In this realm, he had fought against martial artists of the Martial Meridian Sixth Layer without suffering any losses.

"Enough talk, die!"

Ling Yun did not waste words and immediately drew his sword. His blade was incredibly fast, and in the moment he drew it, he was already before the burly man of the Black Scarf Thieves.

His sword pierced the body of the Black Scarf burly man.

"Clang!"

A strange clang of metal on metal sounded, and flames seemed to flicker across the burly man’s body, leaving not a single wound.

"Hahaha, I told you, kid, you’re no match for me!"

Laughing heartily, the Black Scarf burly man suddenly struck out with his palm, aiming straight for Ling Yun’s crown.

Iron Eagle Claw!

This claw, as though formed of steel, wrapped in Gang Qi, actually shimmered with a chilling light; the horrific strike was just like a bird of prey swooping for its meal.

This was naturally Advanced Martial Arts, and paired with Horizontal Training Martial Arts, it was extremely fierce and powerful.

"Die!"

Ling Yun merely watched the Black Scarf burly man.

Suddenly, a terrifying will surged forth as if tangible, converging onto the black longsword in his hand.

This presence was far too horrifying, giving the sensation as if one had entered hell itself.

It was the aura of death!

It was the aura of the end!

The Black Scarf burly man’s eyes suddenly became vacant!

"Sword Intent!"

Sword Intent can not only enhance attacks but, more frighteningly, it can affect the opponent’s mental state.

Clearly, the Black Scarf burly man was shocked by Ling Yun’s Sword Intent.

Then, with a deadly silence, a sword pierced the throat of the Black Scarf thief, seamlessly severing the neck like a ghost.

"There it is, Ling Yun’s Slaughter Sword Technique is truly terrifying; it always sends shivers down the spine!"

"What are you afraid of? The one who should be scared is Ling Xiao. His time in the final battle is up!"

"Yeah, Ling Xiao grievously wounded Ling Feng, and Ling Yun is Ling Feng’s own younger brother. How could there be no talk of revenge?"

"Ling Xiao?"

Ling Yun flicked the fresh blood from his sword and sneered, "He’s not worthy of my Sword Intent."

"Right, Brother Ling Yun’s breakthrough to the Martial Pulse Fifth Level this time must mean he’s going to compete with Brother Fei Fan for the top spot!"

"With Sword Intent on his side, even if Brother Fei Fan is at the Fifth Level of Martial Pulse, he’s probably no match for Brother Ling Yun now!"

"Only six more days until the final battle, I can’t wait."

"Let’s go, let’s head back. This mission was far too perilous."

A group of Ling Family members followed Ling Yun back to the Ling Family.