Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Chapter 121: Chapter 121 Ninja Spirit Cherry Tree_1

It seemed that his previous attacks were all just probes, his move ”Chasing Clouds and Pursuing Shadows” was the real killer move, which Ling Xiao simply couldn’t avoid.

For the vast majority of Martial Artists at the Sixth Layer, this move would’ve meant certain death.

There was no chance of survival.

However, Ling Xiao remained calm.

Even at this instant, his eyes were still fixed on Fei Mu, causing the latter to feel uneasy under his gaze.

Ling Xiao certainly wasn’t admiring Fei Mu’s combat skills.

He was using the analytic and calculating abilities of the Mountain and River Martial Soul to find Fei Mu’s weakness.

Every martial artist had weaknesses.

Especially at the moment of launching an attack, the weakness was particularly evident.

The stronger the attack, the bigger the weakness.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao made his move.

He didn’t try to dodge anymore but slowly extended a finger.

”Terrifying Finger!”

When he executed this move, it seemed as though all of space had frozen for an instant.

Although it was just for a moment, Fei Mu’s attack was blocked.

Not only that, but in that instant, Fei Mu’s gaze scattered as if he had lost his soul.

Indeed, this was the ”Terrifying Finger” Ling Xiao had learned from the blue-dressed woman.

Although he hadn’t yet fully mastered the blue-dressed woman’s technique, the ”Terrifying Finger” that he derived from it was a direct assault on both the body and the soul.

Human Martial Artist were no longer cultivating their souls after giving up on their Martial Souls.

Therefore, even a Seventh Layer Martial Master of Martial Pulse had much weaker Soul Power compared to Ling Xiao.

Especially when caught off-guard by Ling Xiao’s finger, Fei Mu’s soul was wounded and he suddenly lost control of his technique.

The ”Chasing Clouds and Pursuing Shadows” completely missed its target, grazing Ling Xiao’s sleeve before flying off into the distance.

”Boom!”

In the distance, a small mountain peak was blasted to smithereens, a testament to the terrible power.

At the same time.

A horrifying scene played out before everyone.

Fei Mu, who should have had his brain pierced directly by Ling Xiao’s ”Terrifying Finger,” did not die.

Behind him, a tree appeared.

A large tree that looked like a cherry blossom tree.

The image was very clear, and not like a phantom.

It was this cherry blossom tree that blocked Ling Xiao’s fatal blow.

”What a pity, my chance to kill him was just this once, and it was unexpectedly blocked by his Ninja Spirit.”

Ling Xiao sighed helplessly.

The reason his Terrifying Finger was effective was merely because the opponent was unaware and unprepared.

If there was preparation, then with his current strength, he was absolutely not capable of harming Fei Mu.

That’s why he felt it was a pity.

Just now was the closest he had come to killing Fei Mu.

”Fei Mu, be careful!”

Just as Fei Mu felt relieved to have escaped death and was about to retaliate against Ling Xiao in rage, he suddenly heard a cry of alarm from behind.

He instinctively looked back.

A white figure.

Clothed in white like snow.

Hair white like snow.

So beautiful!

And so terrifying!

With just that one glance, he felt an intense pain in his throat, and at that instant, his Ninja Spirit let out a mournful cry.

”What the hell?”

Ling Xiao, who wanted to see what was going on, felt a frightening tearing force suddenly generated by the Mountain and River Martial Soul. Then, the Ninja Spirit inside Fei Mu’s body was forcibly extracted by him and absorbed into the Mountain and River World.

”It seems there’s no discomfort?”

”Not good, Charlotte Xue Senior Yi is in danger!”

He looked up.

Although Ling Yixue had killed Fei Mu in a stunning fashion, Fei Yun had swooped in.

”Hahaha, you want to kill those two, you’ll have to get past me first!”

In a crucial moment, Ling Xiaotian acted.

He intercepted Fei Yun, who was left fuming and helpless.

”Kill! Kill for me! Destroy the Ling Family!”

Fei Yun was truly enraged.

He issued the command to attack!

”Shoo, shoo, shoo...”

Horrendous whistling of arrows blanketed the sky.

They blotted out the sun like a swarm of locusts.

Above the Ling Family, thousands of feather arrows tore through the heavens, pouncing towards the mere 500 people left.

Like poisonous snakes, the sharp arrows tore at people’s hearts, as well as the bodies of the Ling Family members.

Yet, at this very moment,

faced with such a terrifying deluge of arrows,

no one from Ling Family retreated any longer.

They knew that clustering together meant death, fleeing also meant death; better to simply fight fiercely to the bitter end.

Killing one would break even.

Killing two would be a profit.

Moreover, once the enemy mingled among them, this sky full of arrows would become completely meaningless.

”Kill—!”

Ling Wuheng raised his longsword and swept it across the sky, instantly shattering countless arrows.

After all, these were just arrows shot by Martial Artists of Martial Veins Third Layer; their power was not very strong, and he, as a Sixth Layer Peak Martial Master, found it quite easy to deal with.

”Kill, kill, kill!”

Although few, the thunderous battle cries were not quiet.

Ling Yihang, Ling Zhan, Ling Shuang, and other valiant warriors of the Ling Family—in the most perilous moments, chose not to surrender.

They swore to stand or fall with the Ling Family!

In the end, traitors are afraid to die!

The defectors from the Ling Family, facing the blood-red eyes of the five hundred valiant warriors, lost their courage to fight.

In the first wave of the assault, the traitors were almost no match at all.

Ling Chong was killed!

Ling Tieshou was killed!

Ling Yu died under a chaotic flurry of blades!

Ling Feng barely survived one calamity, but ultimately still fell to Ling Yihang’s blade.

Ling Yun was also killed by the combined efforts of Ling Shuang and Ling Zhan!

This genius, who had once ranked second in the Genius Hall of the Ling Family and was one of the first to possess Sword Intent, ended up dying a death lesser than that of a dog.

Dying in battle with the stigma of a traitor, ridiculed and despised.

However, there were too many enemies.

The traitors might have wavered, but the martial artists from the Shi Clan and the Li Clan were no pushovers, especially since they had a multitude of experts among them.

Once they joined the melee,

the five hundred brave warriors of the Ling Family also suffered heavy casualties.

On the battlefield, Ling Xiaotian stood alongside Fei Yun.

But even with just his peripheral vision, he could see the good men and women of the Ling Family falling one after another, lying in pools of blood.

Facing this slaughter,

his strength was too limited.

Although he could be considered the strongest among them, it was useless.

With Fei Yun coordinating with Ninja Spirit, they easily kept him engaged, preventing him from rescuing others.

The three Elders Supreme of the Ling Family also met their respective opponents.

Just the martial masters from the Li Clan and the Shi Clan were enough to keep them occupied.

Even if the strongest among them, Ling Yin, could handle two martial masters at once, together they could only restrain four martial masters at most.

Yet the Li Clan and the Shi Clan, together with Li Yunsheng and Shi Long, had a total of eight martial masters.

The remaining four, including Li Yunsheng and Shi Long, all pounced on Ling Xiao and Ling Yixue.

Still, the experts from the Li Clan and the Shi Clan were far too numerous; when they all struck, they surrounded the remaining people of the Ling Family, leading to a grossly one-sided slaughter.

The three Elders Supreme watched this scene with bloodshot eyes.

But they were powerless.

Ling Xiaotian was also powerless.

For Ling Xiao and Ling Yixue to hold off four martial masters was already defying the heavens; it was even less likely they had the means to turn the tide.

In just a brief moment, the Ling Family was awash with blood.

Ling Yihang, Ling Zhan, and Ling Shuang were covered in fresh blood.

The few sons of the Ling Family who hadn’t betrayed their clan were also injured all over.

This battle was destined to be a tragedy!

They could not possibly win.

But since they had chosen to stay, there was no reason to retreat; even if it meant fighting until the last drop of blood, they had to continue on!

On the Book Pavilion Fourth Floor,

something was shaking incessantly, as if trying to break free from its binding and fly out.