Tyrant Sky Martial Soul-Chapter 2162 - 2165: Revealing the Trump Card: The Tragic Mo Feng Zi

Mo Fengzi looked at Ling Xiao contemptuously and said, "In my eyes, Reincarnation Warriors are the dumbest idiots.

Instead of taking advantage of their great status, they stubbornly choose reincarnation, only to be killed by someone like me in the end. Doesn't that sound pathetic?

I've killed probably three or four Reincarnation Warriors already. You're not the first, nor will you be the last.

Poor soul, if it were someone else, you might have won already. Unfortunately, by meeting me, your fate is destined to be tragic.

Die, foolish one. To die at my hands is something you can at least boast about!"

Mo Fengzi's speed suddenly increased. Instead of using the Devil Burst Vortex Finger, his hands formed fists and aimed a simple yet powerful punch at Ling Xiao.

Though simple, the strength contained in this move was more terrifying than the previous technique.

"Ling Xiao, run! Don't worry about me!"

Ling Jiaojiao, seeing that Ling Xiao was still alive, was happy, but she also knew what would happen if Ling Xiao stayed here.

She shouted loudly, suddenly breaking free of the black netting and standing in front of Ling Xiao.

Maybe death isn't that scary.

Especially dying for someone you love; that feels quite blissful.

Before she died, Ling Jiaojiao wasn't panicked at all. Seeing Mo Fengzi's terrifying attack coming, she smiled serenely.

Mo Fengzi didn't avoid Ling Jiaojiao, and that terrifying fist continued its unstoppable trajectory.

Even with Ling Jiaojiao in the way, he was confident enough to believe that he could kill Ling Xiao too.

He wanted to kill the brat!

He must kill the brat; no one could stop him!

No one!

"Bloodthirsty Devil Breaker Fist!"

The moment his fists neared Ling Jiaojiao, they suddenly transformed into enormous blood-red fists.

This power was sufficient to obliterate any Martial Artist below the Yin-Yang Realm.

Even reducing them to mere fragments, leaving not a whole body behind.

"Dear granddaughter!"

"Clan Leader!"

Terrified voices cried out from Ling Yuhua and the others.

They could only watch helplessly as Ling Jiaojiao was engulfed in the blood-red light.

At that moment, Ling Jiaojiao smiled, a brilliant smile.

Even though she knew Ling Xiao only thought of her as a sister, she didn't care, as she had no blood relation with Ling Xiao anyway.

She just liked Ling Xiao and could die for him!

"Why not pretend to be dead? That way, you might have a slim chance of surviving today!"

Suddenly, a cold yet gentle voice came into Ling Jiaojiao's ears.

She knew these words weren't directed at her, but at Mo Fengzi instead.

And this voice felt so familiar and reassuring.

Her body was held by strong arms and then tossed aside.

"Ling Yuhua, take care of her."

The voice came from Ling Xiao, yet at this moment, it wasn't quite Ling Xiao.

Ling Yuhua saw a side of Ling Xiao unknown to anyone.

What did it look like?

Silver pupils shining with devilish light.

Long, silvery-white hair full of domineering aura.

Clad in jet black battle armor, with black wings behind.

He gently grasped Mo Fengzi's hand, like an adult confidently holding a child's hand.

"What?"

Mo Fengzi stared in horror at Ling Xiao, "Impossible, how can you possess such powerful strength!"

"Hm, nothing is impossible in this world. You might say I owe it all to their help."

Ling Xiao pointed at Ling Jiaojiao, Ling Yan, the Guarding Elder, and Old Black.

Ling Yan and the others were bewildered. They felt they hadn't done much to help, so how did they assist?

"Forgot the powder I asked you to scatter at the four compass points?"

Ling Xiao chuckled, "It was meant to attract the Monster Beasts within a hundred miles to this spot.

Once they step in here, the Ten Thousand Beasts Blood Refining Array I set up will activate.

The more Monster Beasts enter, the more power I can wield at this moment.

Mo Fengzi, you're truly skilled, but also unfortunate.

If you keep falling into traps, you might have a slim chance to live, but now, do you think you can fight against the power of thousands of Monster Beasts on your own?"

Ling Xiao had now entered the Demon King's form, but that alone couldn't easily suppress Mo Fengzi.

The gap in cultivation level was too wide.

However, with the strength brought by the Ten Thousand Beasts Blood Refining Array, it was different.

Now, overcoming Mo Fengzi was a piece of cake.

"What a cunning brat! I, Mo Fengzi, admit defeat. Anyway, you can't kill me. Why not let me go, and I won't take anything with me!"

Mo Fengzi knew he had lost.

Here, he couldn't be Ling Xiao's match at all.

To kill Ling Xiao, he'd have to leave this place and lose the support of the Ten Thousand Beasts Blood Refining Array. Only then wouldn't Ling Xiao pose a threat to him.

"You think I'm a fool? Letting you go to give you a chance to kill me?"

Ling Xiao laughed coldly, unleashing terrifying Devil Intent.

Mo Fengzi's arms instantly withered to skin and bones.

"No! You can't kill me. If you do, the Demon Shadow Sect won't let you off. My Master is an Inner Sect Elder and one of the top ten Elders of the Demon Shadow Sect.

He will definitely avenge me!"

Mo Fengzi screamed in fear.

"It seems you've forgotten what I said before, right? I warned you, harm even a hair on Sister Jiaojiao's head, and I'll annihilate your entire family!

Do you truly think I'll fear the Demon Shadow Sect?

Don't worry, everyone in the Demon Shadow Sect will accompany you to the Underworld, so you won't be lonely."

After saying that, Ling Xiao's Devil Intent had already invaded Mo Fengzi's body.

"No, you can't kill me, you can't possibly kill me. I have a Life Martial Soul. Even if I die, I can resurrect!"

As he spoke, seemingly to prove his point, his originally withered arms began to recover. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"Your undying body comes from the Life Martial Soul. What if your Life Martial Soul is taken away?"

Ling Xiao smirked grimly, like a terrifying demon.

"No—! Don't!"

The desperate screams couldn't stop Ling Xiao's next move.

He forcibly extracted Mo Fengzi's Life Martial Soul, temporarily storing it in the Mountain and River World.

"Without the Life Martial Soul, are you still undying?"

Ling Xiao gently scratched Mo Fengzi's face with his nails.

Mo Fengzi let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Please, please don't kill me! I can help you, I can help you."

Mo Fengzi began begging for his life in terror.

Watching this scene, Ling Yuhua and the others felt as if they were witnessing a mythical tale.

If someone had told them earlier that Ling Xiao could kill even a Yin-Yang Realm Martial Artist, they would have thought that person mad, as they would never believe it.