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Chapter 13800 Broken Arm

This deafening roar seemed to turn into an invisible but powerful force, pouring into Ling Xiao's body continuously. He took a deep breath, and his chest was undulating violently, as if he wanted to incorporate all the spiritual energy in the world into his body.

Immediately afterwards, the weapon in his hand was raised high again, and the tip of the sword pointed straight into the sky, as if to pierce the endless void; the light of the knife flashed, like a dazzling meteor, instantly piercing the void.

A powerful and suffocating momentum emanated from his body like a volcano erupting. This momentum was like a substance, as if it was about to shatter the entire world. Under the pressure of this momentum, the air around him formed vortexes visible to the naked eye, making a sharp whistling sound.

Seeing this, Dugu Sheng's eyes flashed with surprise at first, and then he quickly returned to calm. His eyes were as deep as an abyss, staring at Ling Xiao tightly, as if he wanted to see him through.

He knew in his heart that the battle was far from over, and the strength shown by Ling Xiao in front of him was just the tip of the iceberg, and the truly thrilling contest had just begun.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's aura emanated from his body was like a awakening of the demon god in the abyss. The terrifying pressure had completely exceeded the scope that the star realm should have, making people frightened.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Ling Xiao was like a black lightning. The blood flame burning around him surged wildly again as he pounced on Dugu Sheng. The blood flame was like a hideous giant beast, roaring and rolling, and in the blink of an eye, it had arrived in front of the other side.

Immediately afterwards, the blood-stained sword in his hand was wrapped with endless murderous intent and slashed down with a thunderous momentum. Wherever the sword light passed, the space was torn apart, making a harsh roar, and a more tragic battle was about to break out.

This knife was filled with too many complex and intense emotions! It was like a volcano that was about to erupt, accumulating countless energy, waiting for this moment to vent.

Hate rolls in it, anger burns in it, compassion also emerges faintly in the flow of the sword light. But among these many emotions, the most intense and scorching one is the anger that seems to burn the world.

At this moment, the land of the Batian Empire was full of corpses, like a hell on earth. The broken limbs and arms were intertwined, and blood gathered into a stream, flowing windingly on the broken land. Those tragic scenes were like sharp steel needles, deeply tingling Ling Xiao's heart.

His eyes swept across the mess, and every bloody scene was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard. He knew very well that if he stopped at this moment, he would not know how many living lives would disappear here and fall into this ruthless war and killing.

no way!

He let out an angry roar in his heart, and the sound seemed to come from the deepest part of his soul. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, which was an unquestionable firmness.

He has no way out!

Behind him are countless people who trust him and rely on him; in front of him are powerful enemies who are like wolves and tigers. Since there is no way to retreat, then you will be burned!

Even if he is crushed to pieces, he must do his best. Even if he trades his life for his life, he must protect this land and his people.

Therefore, this sword attack carried Ling Xiao's most violent murderous intent in his life! The murderous intent was like a substantial black mist, which filled the blade's body, and the air was frozen wherever it passed. This sword contained the strong sword intent of the sword evil.

In the sword intent, there is both the murderous aura from the ancient battlefield, and the sharpness and ruthlessness that has been sharpened through countless battles. Each sword pattern seems to be telling a series of thrilling battles, and every trace of knife light is like a sharp blade that can break everything in the world.

Seeing this, Dugu Sheng coldly raised his knife to block it.

The long black sword in his hand seemed to feel the upcoming life-and-death battle. The blade trembled slightly, and inside it, a terrible killing move was brewing. His eyes were cold, without any fluctuations, as if Ling Xiao in front of him was just an ordinary existence among his many opponents.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone on the battlefield, time seemed to solidify, everyone held their breath, waiting for that decisive moment. Finally, two forces collided with a loud bang.

Boom!

A loud bang was like a collapse of heaven and earth. The air waves were like a surging tsunami, centering on the two of them, spreading wildly around them. Wherever they went, the ground was overturned, the rocks were rolled away, and the trees were broken in the waist.

Under this powerful impact, Ling Xiao's entire right arm was twisted violently by an invisible giant hand, bent at a strange angle. The white bones instantly pierced the flesh, and the red blood splashed out like a fountain, marking blood marks in the air.

Dugu Sheng just shook his body and retreated ten meters before stabilizing his body. There was still that cold expression on his face, but there was a hint of undetectable solemnity in his eyes.

The Thirteen Thieves who were peeping in secret all sucked in the air when they saw this scene! Their eyes were filled with shock and awe.

What a good guy, it is worthy of Dugu Sheng, even though Ling Xiao has fallen into madness and even if Ling Xiao has fought his life, he is still crushed in front of this famous Dao Man. They secretly sighed in their hearts, is this the strength gap between the top strong people in the world?

Ling Xiao lowered his head and stared at his boned arm. Blood kept dripping, gathering into a pool of blood on the ground. However, he suddenly burst into laughter: "Okay, okay! It's worthy of being the sword-courage Dugu Sheng, interesting, interesting!"

There was no despair or fear in the laughter, but it was full of excitement and challenge. Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly shook and suddenly rose again. At this moment, his eyes were as red as blood, as if two balls of blazing flames were burning.

The tendons and veins around the body were raised, like dragons scattered under his skin, and kept beating as he breathed.

Every step I took was like a thousand pounds of force, burning footprints on the hard bluestone ground. Among the footprints, there was a hot temperature, as if it was about to ignite the entire earth.

laugh!

A blood-colored afterimage flew across the air like lightning, and its speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to capture. The beams and pillars along the way, under the influence of this hot and strange force, spontaneously ignited. The blazing flames instantly rose up, illuminating the surroundings red.

What is shocking is that the arm, which was already almost broken, is healing rapidly at an astonishing speed.

The broken bones reconnected in the crackling sound, the broken muscles were growing rapidly, and the torn skin was gradually closing. After only a moment, the arm was as intact as before, as if the serious injury had never happened.
Chapter completed!
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