Chapter 2889 - 2893: Dharma Image – War God Yang Jian

Among the cultivation levels of the three people from Tianchi Mountain, two are considered invincible under the Twelfth-Level Hell!

Even Elder Cang would not last three moves in their hands.

And Li Xiaotian, a martial artist with Hell Early Stage Cultivation in the First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm Thirteen Hell Layers.

This guy who calls himself Tuo Ba Ling dares to say he’s not worth anything, he’s basically asking for death.

Truly too arrogant, too conceited, not knowing life from death.

Li Xiaotian stood up from his seat, looking coldly at Ling Xiao, with a few traces of anger between his brows.

In the Imperial Extreme Secret Realm, he had an arm severed by a lad named Ling Xiao, exhausting a large amount of inner strength to finally recover, still feeling somewhat uncoordinated now.

Now, yet another guy named Tuo Ba Ling comes to cause him trouble.

Do these guys really think the martial artists from Tianchi Mountain are easy to bully?

"Senior Brother, let me go to battle. This kind of trash doesn’t require you to personally handle it."

Someone beside Li Xiaotian said.

"No need, the evil fire in my heart just has nowhere to vent, since he seeks death, I’ll fulfill his wish!"

The moment Li Xiaotian’s words dropped, killing intent suddenly erupted, charging at Ling Xiao like a fierce beast.

"Tianchi Mountain better steer clear of Chen Dynasty’s affairs, or you’ll have no return!"

Ling Xiao looked indifferently at Li Xiaotian and said.

In the broad arena, he stood with hands behind his back, moonlight shining, a gust of wind passing, his long robe fluttering, and black hair dancing wildly behind his head.

Facing Li Xiaotian, he showed no trace of fear.

To deal with this guy, he didn’t hesitate to expose his identity, determined to kill him.

Once Li Xiaotian is killed, the rest will be easy to handle, even if his identity is exposed, it doesn’t matter.

"A battle of life and death?"

Ling Xiao looked at Li Xiaotian and asked.

"Correct, a battle of life and death!"

Li Xiaotian nodded.

"Then it’s best to make a written agreement. Otherwise, if Tianchi Mountain reneges later and troubles me, I can show this to the heroes under heaven."

Ling Xiao remarked calmly.

"Humph, make an agreement if you must. Do you genuinely think you can kill me?"

Li Xiaotian snorted coldly, and wrote his name on the life and death pact.

He doesn’t care about these; as long as Ling Xiao dies, nothing else matters.

Ling Xiao chuckled and wrote his own name.

The two simultaneously stepped onto the arena, one hundred meters apart, looking coldly at each other.

"Hoo..."

A gale raged, causing both their garments to whip violently.

"Is it windy?"

Elder Jian looked puzzled at the sky, seeing no trace of wind.

"It’s the powerful energy from those two!"

Elder Cang observed the arena coldly and said.

He still can’t accept being called a coward by Ling Xiao.

But he can’t refute it.

After all, he ultimately backed down.

Actually, if he was willing to fight, even Li Xiaotian wouldn’t insist on stopping him.

Essentially, he chickened out.

The gale in the arena came from the powerful energy of Ling Xiao and Li Xiaotian.

Fierce, and domineering.

"Tuo Ba Ling, I don’t care who you really are. Meeting me today only leads you to a dead end!

Elder Jian and Elder Cang don’t fight just to leave this prey for me.

Do you truly think they’re scared?"

Standing, Li Xiaotian spoke aloud.

Meanwhile, a longsword appeared in his hand.

Still that Mortal Emperor Tool.

Yet, this time, Li Xiaotian didn’t release his Martial Soul; perhaps he felt it wasn’t necessary.

"Are they stronger, or are you stronger?"

Ling Xiao sneered, a Three-pointed Two-edged Knife appeared in his hand again, then asked.

"Of course, I am stronger!"

"Then, killing you would prove your words were mere nonsense!"

Ling Xiao’s aura suddenly grew violent, as if an enraged War God.

"You’ve successfully angered me!"

Li Xiaotian roared, his longsword shook, and a brilliant sword light instantly shot toward Ling Xiao.

Faced with this incredibly dazzling and terrifying sword light, Ling Xiao’s lips curled in a disdainful smirk.

"Dharma Image Seal · War God Yang Jian!"

With the Dharma Image Seal unleashed, Ling Xiao’s body dazzled with golden light.

Then he adorned battle armor, like a Sky God.

His body cloaked in a layer of golden phantom, a man with three eyes.

The man wielded a Three-pointed Two-edged Knife.

Majestic, extremely domineering.

At that moment, the sword light attacked, striking the phantom and was instantly rebounded.

Ling Xiao sneered, the phantom’s forehead emitted a beam of light, akin to sharp Sword Qi, aimed at Li Xiaotian.

"Actually grew stronger again?"

A trace of surprise and dread flashed in Li Xiaotian’s gaze, hurriedly brandishing his longsword to counter.

Trying to dodge now was nearly impossible, only able to withstand it directly.

Bam!

The golden light refracted upon the longsword, still precisely piercing Li Xiaotian.

A round hole appeared in Li Xiaotian’s abdomen, devoid of blood, only scorched flesh and a charred stench.

Seeing the hole in his abdomen, Li Xiaotian’s face turned red, anger surging to the extreme.

Being careless, actually wounded by Ling Xiao.

Moreover, wounded so embarrassedly.

"You best unleash your full power now, or you’ll regret it at death!"

Ling Xiao looked scornfully at Li Xiaotian and murmured.

This fool actually didn’t use his Martial Soul, thinking he could defeat him. Seriously underestimating him!

Li Xiaotian’s complexion turned grim, Sword Martial Spirit emerged behind him.

With the Martial Spirit unleashed, his aura noticeably strengthened greatly.

"I underestimated you, but forcing me to go all-out leaves you no chance of survival!"

Li Xiaotian’s longsword danced again, akin to a Red Sun, illuminating the entire arena.

Dazzling, magnificent, formidable!

"Taiyang Sword, kill!"

With a loud shout, Li Xiaotian launched his longsword.

The dazzling sword light, like a Red Sun, forced everyone’s eyes unable to perceive.

Including Ling Xiao, who had no choice but to close his eyes.

Indeed, this sword was utterly splendid, defenseless.

Coupled with Li Xiaotian’s mighty cultivation level, its power was terrifying.

"Die, fool!"

Li Xiaotian didn’t shout aloud; this was only his inner speech.

Currently, Ling Xiao had lost vision, and he didn’t want Ling Xiao to detect his position through hearing.

Yet, the Three-pointed Two-edged Knife in Ling Xiao’s hand still raised up.

Pointing, precisely in his location.

The terrifying murderous aura emitted from the Three-pointed Two-edged Knife.

Between heaven and earth, killing intent surged, as if the Death God of Hell had descended.

Though using Yang Jian’s Dharma Image, the user was still Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao’s strongest battle intent equates to killing intent!

This formidable killing intent emerged from countless battles.

People could feel it.

Li Xiaotian’s sword technique was dazzling, grand in power, instilling fear.

However, Ling Xiao’s attack was simpler, yet more terrifying, seizing the heart.

Li Xiaotian conveyed immense strength only through sword technique and cultivation level.

But Ling Xiao delivered a total picture, a terrifying whole.