Chapter 289

The Demon King's Mansion is very imposing. Even the surrounding walls are dozens of feet high, like a small city, and there are many observation decks with soldiers of the Royal Forest Army.

Several rounds of arrow rain caused heavy casualties for both the Yulin Army and the Ling family. The soldiers of the Qingjiao Army began to set up siege equipment and attacked the Demon King's Mansion.

Boom!

The incomparably sturdy gate of the Demon Suppression King's Mansion couldn't stand the few hits of the Qingjiao Army, and it was soon completely shattered. Countless Qingjiao soldiers rushed up and started a fierce battle with the Royal Forest Army.

"It's over!"

There was a trace of pain on Mengao's face, and he couldn't bear to close his eyes.

"Mengao, die!"

Ling Yunxiang's icy gaze fell on Meng'ao's face, and he suddenly jumped up like a Dapeng, rushing towards Meng'ao.

Although He Fang asked him to leave Meng Ao and the others alive, it was not a problem to beat Meng Ao to half-death and let out a sigh of relief in his heart.

Meng Ao was hit hard before, and at this moment, even the power of the master realm may not be able to exert itself, so how can it be Ling Yunxiang's opponent?

"Commander, let's go!"

A few Tiger Camp soldiers in black armor roared loudly, holding black swords, bursting out the strength of the whole body, killing Ling Yunxiang.

"court death!"

Ling Yunxiang's eyes froze. Although these warriors of the Tiger Bene Camp are brave, they are only the cultivation of the Dragon Tiger Realm. How could they be his opponents?

Click!

Ling Yunxiang slapped it out with a palm, and the powerful innate qi burst out, rolling up the sword light in the sky, directly smashing all the swords that had been cut, and then slammed it on the bodies of the soldiers of the Tiger Ben Camp.

boom!

Those soldiers from the Tiger Ben Camp were crushed by Ling Yunxiang's palm and fell to the ground, dying of anger.

"Commander, let's block him, go away!"

Countless Tiger Camp soldiers stepped forward to stand in front of Ling Yunxiang, each with a fearless look in their eyes, full of crazy fighting intent.

"Do not……"

Meng Ao roared, the tiger's eyes widened, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down.

These are all warriors he brought out in person. Many of them are orphans. Now they are only in their twenties. They all had a bright future, but they died in the hands of Ling Yunxiang because of Mengao.

Mengao's heart was dripping blood, and he suddenly raised his head, his eyes showed monstrous anger and murderous intent.

"Ling Yunxiang, I want you to die!"

Meng Ao roared loudly, and a Fangtianhua halberd appeared in his hand, bursting out with an unparalleled edge, urging him with blood all over his body, and slashing towards Ling Yunxiang.

"A waste, dare to fight with me? It's just courting death!"

Ling Yunxiang sneered, if Meng Ao was in his prime, Ling Yunxiang would naturally be very jealous, but Meng Ao has now become a crippled, and there is no battle strength, how could he be his opponent?

Boom!

A black long sword appeared in Ling Yunxiang's palm, and a powerful innate qi was poured into it.

Zheng!

Fang Tianhua's halberd and the black sword collided, and an incomparable edge erupted. Ling Yunxiang's body trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The Fang Tian Hua Ji in Meng Ao's hand flew out of his hand, blood spurted out of his mouth, and suddenly fell to the ground.

"Is it really going to die? My lord, I didn't take good care of the young master, and I will apologize to you in the future!"

There was a trace of bitterness in Mengao's heart, his eyes darkened, and he felt that the world was spinning.

Although his angry blow was considered very terrifying, after all, most of his cultivation base was abolished, and it was difficult to exert his combat power in the Grandmaster Realm, let alone a battle with Ling Yunxiang, who was at the ninth level of the Grandmaster Realm.

After one blow, Meng Ao suffered a huge backlash and was on the verge of running out of fuel.

"Ling Yunxiang, you are courting death!"

At this moment, a voice containing monstrous anger exploded between heaven and earth.

In the void in the distance, a figure was like a golden lightning, emitting a dazzling golden glow, wrapped in a glorious sky, and came from the sky.

It was a young man in white, bathed in golden sunlight, black hair flying, eyes like electricity, full of cold murderous intent and anger.

Ling Xiao is back!

"Young master is back?"

Meng Ao vaguely heard Ling Xiao's voice and saw the peerless figure in white clothes. Suddenly, a trace of peace appeared in his heart, and he fainted completely.

"Ling Xiao? Didn't you die in the Eight Desolate Secret Realm?"

Ling Yunxiang's complexion changed greatly, and then there was a deep hatred in his eyes.

It is precisely because of Ling Xiao, Ling Tianci died, that Ling Yunxiang lost control of the Ling family and became a bereaved dog who could only live in the dark, so his hatred for Ling Xiao had reached an extreme.

Ling Xiao was also shocked in his heart. He saw with his own eyes that Ling Yunxiang died in the Demon King's Mansion. Now Ling Yunxiang has appeared alive again. It seems that Ling Yunxiang must have a big secret!

But no matter what, Ling Yunxiang is dead today!

"Ling Yunxiang, you are really good at planning. In order to get away with fake death, you even sacrificed your grandson! But even if you don't die, I will kill you again today!"

Ling Xiao's eyes were cold and cold, and the murderous intention was extremely fiery.

He couldn't imagine that if he came back later, I am afraid that the Demon King's Mansion would really be bloodshed, and there would be no more chickens and dogs.

Ling Yunxiang, it should be killed!

Hearing Ling Xiao's words, Ling Yunxiang's face suddenly showed a twisted look, he looked at Ling Xiao with incomparable resentment and said, "Ling Xiao, I want you to pay for God's life, die!"

boom!

The black sword in Ling Yunxiang's palm exudes an incomparable edge, and it kills Ling Xiao across the sky.

Ling Xiao's eyes showed a hint of coldness. Looking at Ling Yunxiang who came with a sword, he simply punched out.

The vast qi and blood rose, and a golden dragon seemed to condense around Ling Xiao's body. The fist was so powerful that the void trembled slightly, and it contained a power to suppress everything.

"what?!"

Ling Yunxiang's complexion changed greatly. From this punch, he felt a fatal crisis. Ling Xiao's current strength is ten times stronger than before?

How long has it been since then, how could Ling Xiao's combat power become so terrifying?

However, Ling Yunxiang had no time to think, the fist print like the sun came from the sky, instantly sweeping all the sword light into the air, and slammed it on the black long sword.

Click!

The black long sword was directly blasted by Ling Xiao, and that unparalleled divine power was introduced into Ling Yunxiang's body, directly causing him to spurt blood, and was blasted dozens of feet away by Ling Xiao's punch!

"die!"

Ling Xiao's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he didn't give Ling Yunxiang any chance. He punched in the air, like a golden meteor, rushing towards Ling Yunxiang!