Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 795

Chapter 795: 795

Boom ka!

Jian Wuji’s sword was ruthless and fierce, like a flood dragon bursting from its cave and molten lava breaking the sky, determined to pierce through Ling Xiao’s chest.

"Ha!"

Ling Xiao didn’t move to fight, he merely opened his mouth and let out an angry roar.

Boom!

In that instant, the terrifying Sword Qi completely dissipated into sparkles, unable to penetrate Ling Xiao’s protective Heavenly Origin.

However, the power of Ling Xiao’s Dragon’s Howl still surged towards Jian Wuji.

"Immortal points the way!"

Jian Wuji, failing to make an impact with his sword, was naturally surprised. Facing the oncoming force, his body retreated in confusion before slashing backwards with his sword.

This sword strike, a surprise attack made during a retreating turn, was not only powerful but also extremely sudden.

The frightening Sword Qi was mere millimeters from Ling Xiao.

To the martial artists watching, this sword strike seemed to leave Ling Xiao with no chance of defense, with no outcome other than injury or death.

"Cloud Dragon Divine Movement: Illusion Array!"

In that moment, Ling Xiao’s figure suddenly vanished, and the entire Martial Arts Platform seemed to fall into a twisted space.

Bang!

Ling Xiao reappeared, his palm striking towards Jian Wuji’s chest.

But Jian Wuji was not an easy opponent; in a flash, he condensed his sword body, and his defensive power increased several-fold, resembling an edgeless treasured sword.

After withstanding Ling Xiao’s hit, Jian Wuji took the opportunity to thrust a sword strike at Ling Xiao’s throat.

This was no longer a duel on the Martial Arts Platform, but a fight to the death.

Crack!

Ling Xiao’s performance was even more astonishing; his right hand shimmered with black-gold light, and he managed to clamp Jian Wuji’s treasured sword between two fingers, halting the attack.

"Sword Shadow Mystifying Art!"

Jian Wuji’s response was by no means weak.

As one of the Six Young Masters of the Sacred Dynasty, it was impossible for him to be without skill.

Moreover, he had inherited the Sword King Sacred Scripture.

This Divine Book compiled body movement techniques, internal strength, martial skills, and defensive cultivation techniques—all aspects of Martial Arts into one legacy.

The Sword Shadow Mystifying Art included in it was a profound body movement mantra.

As elusive as a shadow, as sharp as a sword’s edge.

This set of body movement techniques, combined with sword techniques, allowed for advance and defense, and was immensely powerful.

Any other opponent might have fallen instantly to such a Jian Wuji.

Against Lan Yu’er, Jian Wuji didn’t even bother to use this set of body movements; he had intended to match it with his sword techniques to deal with Ji Mingkong.

But now, there was no choice but to deal with Ling Xiao first.

Using his body movements, he easily broke free from Ling Xiao’s restraint, and Jian Wuji’s figure turned into a series of afterimages, becoming invisible to the naked eye.

"It’s no good, my eyes can’t keep up!"

"Is this Jian Wuji’s real strength? To think he wasn’t even serious when fighting Lan Yu’er."

"Too formidable, to be able to react this quickly in such a short time; truly worthy of being one of the Six Young Masters of the Sacred Dynasty."

"But that Ling Xiao is also amazing. Up to now, he still hasn’t used any martial skills. Does he really plan to defeat one of the Six Young Masters of the Sacred Dynasty, Jian Wuji, with normal attacks?"

"Hard to say!"

Those who had previously been ridiculing Ling Xiao for being overconfident and arrogant were now slightly confused.

While Jian Wuji was certainly impressive, he was unable to defeat Ling Xiao, which spoke volumes about how formidable Ling Xiao was.

"Die, the future belongs to me, not to you!"

Suddenly, the figure of Jian Wuji, who was moving at high speed, abruptly closed in on Ling Xiao.

In just that instant, his burst of power had reached its zenith, his entire being almost fusing with the treasured sword in his hand.

"Sword King Sacred Scripture’s strongest technique - Sword King’s Fury!"

The terrifying Sword Qi that erupted was so intense that the onlookers’ faces tingled with pain, their hearts chilled with fear.

"Is this your strongest technique? It’s truly disappointing!"

Ling Xiao stood completely motionless, not even intending to move. Up to this point, he hadn’t even used ten percent of his strength.

The reason he allowed Jian Wuji to be so active was out of an attitude of learning.

As the saying goes ’Among any group of three, there will be something to learn.’ Ling Xiao never looked down on those weaker than him because he believed that everyone had some strengths worth learning from.

Jian Wuji was no exception.

Now that he had learned all he could, there was no further need to keep Jian Wuji around.

It had to be said, Jian Wuji was truly strong, having defeated Lan Yu’er, which itself proved this point.

Had his opponent been anyone other than one of the Six Young Masters of Holy Dynasty, Jian Wuji probably could have gained the upper hand and even possibly won the match.

What a pity, he had encountered Ling Xiao.

The gap in cultivation level and technique was insurmountable.

From the beginning, his tragedy had been predetermined.

Ling Xiao didn’t wield his treasured sword, but he intended to give Jian Wuji an honorable ending.

He slowly gathered Heavenly Origin Power, and a giant Hell Dragon Sword materialized in his hands.

He tried to suppress his Heavenly Origin Power, injecting only about ten percent, and coupled with the terrifying Destruction Sword Intent, he thrust forward.

"Heaven Vein Qi Sword - Hell Dragon Sword!"

Faced with this strike, Jian Wuji’s expression changed drastically, his panic completely evident on his face.

Only then did he suddenly realize that Ling Xiao’s decision not to use his sword was not out of disdain for him; he was indeed too weak.

The gap between him and Ling Xiao was as wide as the gap between heaven and earth.

By the time he tried to react, wishing to defend against the sword strike, he could do nothing.

The Hell Dragon Sword in Ling Xiao’s hand was like a roaring flood.

And he was just a tiny infant in the floodwaters.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t escape the terrifying impact.

Boom!

It hardly seemed like a sword, as it was simply too large, occupying nearly the entire width of the Martial Arts Platform as it thrust through.

"Hmm, I still didn’t control it well."

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, realizing that the output of his strength was a little too much when it wasn’t necessary at all.

"It seems my control over Heavenly Origin Power still isn’t enough, not as skilled as it is with True Essence."

As he reflected, a figure flew out of the Martial Arts Platform, the bright red blood painting the platform a stark, eye-catching red.

Jian Wuji’s body was almost half sheared off, despite his all-out efforts to defend himself.

Of course, he was not necessarily going to die.

For warriors of Heavenly Pulse level, as long as their brains weren’t destroyed and their hearts not eradicated, they could survive.

However, it’s likely that he would have to be transformed into a half-puppet, otherwise, he would not be able to move and would only become a cripple.

What on earth had happened, and how could he be so strong!

In Jian Wuji’s eyes was not anger, but despair, a complete sense of hopelessness, an unwillingness to cling to life.

"Sorry, I didn’t control my strength properly. I only meant to take one of your arms, who knew I would destroy half of your lower body."

These words from Ling Xiao were not mockery but a genuine apology.

He harbored no deep hatred for Jian Wuji; after all, the grievances from their former brothers had been avenged long ago, and over time, his animosity toward Jian Wuji had dissipated.