Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 661 Undying Prisoner King_1

Chapter 661: Chapter 661 Undying Prisoner King_1

Although the exact rankings of these three core disciples were unknown, encountering the core disciples of the Sword King Sect here was indeed interesting.

The one who spoke was one of the core disciples; at that moment, he had an arrogant and disdainful smile on his lips, looking down on Ling Xiao and the others with a condescending gaze, embodying the very essence of superiority.

"You must be the core disciples of the Moon Hua Sect, right? No wonder your sect’s strength is so weak; it’s all because you’re a bunch of cowards too scared to even kill!"

When that person saw Ling Xiao and the others look over, he added another sentence.

"Too scared to kill?"

Ling Xiao suddenly revealed a cold smile, his figure moved swiftly, and in an instant, he was in front of the Sword King Sect disciple, with a sharp sword of air already thrust into the latter’s body.

"Say that again, I dare you!"

He did not intend to kill the man for the time being, merely wanting to deflate the man’s arrogance.

"Ugh!"

The Sword King Sect core disciple, who had just been so lofty and supremely confident, now lay soft and limp like a mud puddle, reeking of foul urine and feces.

Action speaks louder than words!

Such was Ling Xiao’s way.

Talk is cheap, and seeing someone so scared they wet themselves, that was the real fun.

"Let him go at once!"

The other Sword King Sect disciples were startled.

Whether it was Ling Xiao’s recklessness or his strength, it took them by surprise.

"Letting him go is simple; just kneel down, kowtow, and admit your mistake. Otherwise, I’ll show you a killing today."

Ling Xiao unleashed his Slaughter Will, and the icy aura caused a terrifying chill to be felt by everyone nearby.

"If you dare to kill him, our Sword King Sect won’t let you get away with it!"

"You can try."

Ling Xiao’s air sword continued to pierce deeper, with only about an inch left from the heart. If it went any further, there’d be no doubt—the man would certainly die.

"I’ll kowtow; I’ll kowtow!"

To think a core disciple of such status would have to stoop this low—it wasn’t easy to reach this point, but shame was better than death.

After all, if a man dies, he truly loses everything!

"Good, you know your place!"

Ling Xiao withdrew his air sword, though the killing intent still hung heavily over the man.

The Sword King Sect core disciple clenched his teeth, then genuinely knelt down and admitted his mistake with respect.

"I was wrong; a dog can’t spit out ivory!"

"It’s good you can correct your error, hmph!"

Ling Xiao snorted coldly and instantly returned to his original position.

"Wat a terrifying guy; that’s a top eight ranked core disciple of our Sword King Sect who’s just been made to kneel and apologize?"

Liu Cang, who had been watching from behind, nearly choked on his saliva in shock at this scene.

Of the three core disciples, one was ranked eighth, another ninth, and one third, who also happened to be one of the competitors in tomorrow’s four-sect martial contest.

The disciple ranked third was called Wu Zong Lian, but he had shown no intention of intervening just now, leaving onlookers uncertain whether he was intimidated by Ling Xiao or simply too disdainful to act.

While Liu Cang was lost in confusion, the stands suddenly erupted in cheers.

A new challenger had appeared in the Battle Beast Arena.

It was a prisoner!

"Look quick, it’s the Undying Prisoner King!"

The Undying Prisoner King?

Ling Xiao looked at the man with bewilderment.

Very strong!

And he was filled with a frenzied killing intent!

"The Undying Prisoner King has already won three hundred consecutive battles, he could have been freed by now, but he chose not to leave because he likes it here, he likes this kind of slaughter!"

The host of the Battle Beast Arena announced loudly with a voice imbued with True Essence, "The true name of the Undying Prisoner King may have been forgotten by many, but I believe the massacre of Ashen City has been heard of by everyone here. That massacre was carried out by him alone! Merely because the food he ate that day was not to his taste, he slaughtered over a million people, reducing Ashen City to ruins, which remain to this day!"

For a Half-step Celestial martial artist, destroying a mundane city is quite easy, but hardly anyone would really do it.

However, the Undying Prisoner King is different, he doesn’t care at all about killing people, over a million lives are no more significant to him than a million ants.

He very much enjoys the screams of others, even deeming it the most exquisite music in the world.

Amidst the crowd, a thunderous cheer erupted.

Of course, there were also curses.

The cheers were because the battle record of the Undying Prisoner King was truly terrifying!

Three hundred consecutive victories meant that three hundred martial artists had died at his hands.

And the curses were due to the disdain for the acts of the Undying Prisoner King!

After all, the lives of a million people were taken by this madman, and anyone with a shred of humanity wouldn’t like this guy.

It was just unfortunate that no amount of cursing could kill this madman.

These people only dared to hide behind their words, not daring to take action, because they feared death, they didn’t dare to challenge the Undying Prisoner King.

Ling Xiao sneered softly, slowly stood up, and said coldly, "I shall challenge the Undying Prisoner King, paying one hundred thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones!"

Paying one hundred thousand, if he won, he could get one million Low-grade Spirit Stones, or ten thousand Middle-grade Spirit Stones.

His voice was loud and brimming with a particularly icy killing intent.

To kill the Undying Prisoner King would not only earn a reward of Spirit Stones, but would also hone his battle techniques and eliminate this guy, for him, it was definitely killing three birds with one stone.

He was definitely going to do it!

Almost everyone’s gaze turned towards Ling Xiao.

To their surprise, they discovered that the person speaking was a boy of about fourteen or fifteen, his face still carrying traces of immaturity.

This was still a child, was he really going to fight the Undying Prisoner King?

Keep in mind, the three hundred consecutive victories of the Undying Prisoner King were not just for show.

The nearly three hundred martial artists he had killed were all Half-step Celestials!

There had never been any martial artist below Half-step Celestial who dared to challenge the Undying Prisoner King, because that would be utterly irresponsible towards their own life, akin to courting death!

But even so, three hundred people still died, which shows how terrifying the Undying Prisoner King is.

One or two might be considered luck, but three hundred is no longer about luck, it’s absolute strength!

The disciples of Sword King Sect, such as Wu Zong Lian, revealed a cold smirk.

Originally, they were thinking about how to deal with Ling Xiao, but it turned out that the kid was seeking his own death, so they might as well stay to watch a good show.

"What a pity, I didn’t make a move just now because I wanted to defeat him at the Four Sects Martial Competition. It looks like I won’t have that chance," Wu Zong Lian said with a hint of disappointment. In his view, a martial artist at the initial stage of the Transcendent Realm Ninth Layer challenging a Half-step Celestial using only one-tenth of his power was definitely courting death.

Especially since the Undying Prisoner King was the strongest among martial artists of this realm!

"I heard that Moon Hua Sect is quite poor, even their core disciples can’t afford Middle-grade Spirit Stones, only able to cultivate with Low-grade Spirit Stones. No wonder their lives are so cheap that they would rather give up their lives for Spirit Stones," someone said.

"Hahaha, their cheap lives are not even worth as much as prisoners’, they deserve to die if they do!"

The voices of the Sword King Sect disciples were soft, but Ling Xiao still overheard them.

Ling Xiao turned his head with a smile that was not quite a smile and looked at them, frightening them into immediately shutting their mouths.