Tyrant Sky Martial Soul-Chapter 2191 - 2194: The Unkillable Ling Xiao

Mo Fei Yu considered it a humiliation that he didn't kill Ling Xiao in one move.

He didn't want any blemish on his life.

Seeing the murderous intent Mo Fei Yu showed towards Ling Xiao, Shen Chong shifted from anger to excitement.

In the Eight Immortals Mountain, everyone knew Mo Fei Yu's temper. Even the Sect Leader couldn't stop him from doing what he wanted.

Killing someone who just passed the test was nothing. Not even a Lower Eight Immortals Disciple. Certainly, no one would blame Mo Fei Yu.

That's the difference.

What he dared not do, Mo Fei Yu dared.

Lin Mao frowned and said, "Brother Mo, I'm afraid this action is not appropriate. This kid is quite talented, and may become a pillar of our Eight Immortals Mountain in the future. Killing him now would be a great pity."

"Shut up!"

"Slap!"

Mo Fei Yu coldly shouted, giving Lin Mao a slap, knocking him to the ground with two teeth knocked out, bleeding profusely.

"What do you think you are, daring to point fingers at me? If you keep talking, I'll kill you too!"

Mo Fei Yu looked at Lin Mao and said fiercely, "Even though killing you might cause a bit of trouble, at most it would mean facing a few days' reflection. Even your Lin Family wouldn't dare do anything to me."

Lin Mao covered his mouth, not making a sound.

Because he knew Mo Fei Yu was right. Even the Lin Family wouldn't dare to offend Mo Fei Yu for him.

This Mo Fei Yu was the true genius of the Eight Immortals Mountain. Even if they offended him, they would only have to endure it.

"This guy is really overbearing."

Ling Xiao looked at Mo Fei Yu, frowning tightly. Even daring to hit Lin Mao, Mo Fei Yu was evidently highly favored in the Eight Immortals Mountain.

If he didn't escape today, it would surely be bad for him.

Damn it, it's really frustrating.

Mo Fei Yu's strength was too great; he couldn't confront it head-on. He had to find a chance to escape.

He had already used the Gemini Martial Spirit once before; he probably couldn't use it again, as Mo Fei Yu wouldn't be fooled a second time.

He could only fight once first, fortunately having the Body of the Mystic Realm; he shouldn't be killed in one move, right?

"Kid, do you have anything to say?"

Mo Fei Yu looked at Ling Xiao, sneering coldly.

"What do I have to say? I originally thought the Eight Immortals Mountain was a Cultivation Holy Land. Now it seems, it's nothing special. Even a lunatic can be treasured. Such a sect, I might as well not join."

Ling Xiao said coldly.

"Boy, do you think the Eight Immortals Mountain is for you to slander?"

Mo Fei Yu sneered.

"Slander? Facts are right here. Do I need to slander?"

Ling Xiao looked at Mo Fei Yu and said, "If you're going to make a move, then make a move. If I, Ling Xiao, frown, I'm not a man."

"Alright, since you enjoy seeking death, I'll grant you your wish."

Mo Fei Yu gently waved the feather fan in his hand, and terrifying energy shot straight towards Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao activated the Imperial Heaven Earth Power within him, forming a thick defense on his body surface.

At this moment, he no longer cared about revealing his identity.

Once dead, what was the use of preserving an identity? Whatever abilities he had to use, he would use, not believing he couldn't survive under Mo Fei Yu's hand.

The terrifying impact directly hit Ling Xiao, sending him flying hundreds of meters away.

In mid-air, Ling Xiao spat out blood, feeling like his ribs were going to break.

The Body of the Mystic Realm, though strong, his cultivation level was still too low, and his defense limited.

Thankfully, this strike didn't kill him.

Mo Fei Yu clearly looked down on him, and couldn't have attacked him with full force, using only about ten to twenty percent of his strength.

This was one of the reasons he didn't die.

At the instant he was knocked back to the ground, a shadow within Ling Xiao's body slipped into the ground and disappeared.

He couldn't use the Gemini Martial Spirit in the open, but at this far-flung moment, using it the moment he hit the ground, even Mo Fei Yu probably wouldn't see it.

With nothing to worry about, Ling Xiao struggled to stand up, coldly looking at Mo Fei Yu approaching again from a distance: "Hahaha, genius? Is this the top genius of the Eight Immortals Mountain?

In my view, just a waste, unable to kill me, a martial artist at half-step Yin-Yang Realm, in one strike. I wonder why the Eight Immortals Mountain treasures you, are the senior leaders of the Eight Immortals Mountain blind?"

"Die!"

Mo Fei Yu, even angrier, punched heavily on Ling Xiao's body, cracking his body open.

This time, he used forty percent of his strength.

To deal with a martial artist with half-step Yin-Yang Realm cultivation, surprisingly using forty percent of his strength was unprecedented.

However, Ling Xiao's cracked body actually healed again.

He looked at Mo Fei Yu and sneered coldly, "Continue, let's see if you can kill me today!"

"Kill!"

Bang bang bang bang!

Mo Fei Yu crazily pounded Ling Xiao's body, blood and flesh flying, smashed meat splattering.

Yet Ling Xiao's face always carried a cold, disdainful smile.

"Brother Mo, that's a fake!"

The observers see clearly, those involved are confused, this saying was no joke.

Because of his anger, Mo Fei Yu didn't realize that what he was continually attacking wasn't Ling Xiao but a substitute formed from condensed earth.

The real Ling Xiao had long since escaped to who knows where.

Instead, it was the onlooker, Shen Chong, who noticed something wrong and alerted Mo Fei Yu in time.

"Damn kid, he escaped again!"

Mo Fei Yu felt this was probably the most humiliating day of his life, trying to kill Ling Xiao twice and still letting that guy escape.

Simply annoying.

"Who told you I escaped, why would I, Ling Xiao, escape?"

Not far away, a figure appeared again, looking at Mo Fei Yu with cold ridicule: "I want to see if there's anyone left in the Eight Immortals Mountain who can uphold justice!

Mo Fei Yu, does it really mean no one can check you anymore!"

"Bastard!"

Mo Fei Yu swung the feather fan in his hand, blasting at that figure.

"Another clay figure!"

Mo Fei Yu was nearly going crazy.

He had faced many opponents, but never one as cunning as Ling Xiao.

This kid's cultivation was very poor, he could kill him with one punch, but the problem was, this punch never hit the real Ling Xiao.

"Are your eyes blind? Where are you attacking?"

Another shadow appeared, coldly mocking Mo Fei Yu.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! You really deserve to die!"

Mo Fei Yu was truly enraged at this moment, exploding with full ten levels of strength, shaking the entire stronghold, seeming ready to collapse at any moment.

"That's enough Mo Fei Yu, isn't your commotion over yet?"

At this moment, a figure descended from the sky, graceful as a startled swan.

She wore a veil, looking coldly at the raging Mo Fei Yu, saying indifferently.

"Lin Ruoxian!"

Mo Fei Yu looked at the newcomer, frowning.

In this Eight Immortals Mountain, he wasn't the only genius; Lin Ruoxian was one too.

Moreover, Lin Ruoxian's cultivation was not inferior to his.

"Are you going to meddle again?"

Mo Fei Yu asked coldly.

This wasn't the first time Lin Ruoxian had stopped him from going mad, so he was somewhat unhappy with Lin Ruoxian.

Yet also somewhat wary.