Chapter 2871 - 2875: Crippling Yuan Mo

Lia previously thought that Ling Xiao might be a disciple of some powerful force from outside.

Perhaps he could help her, help her tribe.

But after witnessing Ling Xiao take action this time, she finally understood that when Ling Xiao said he would protect her, he wasn’t joking.

He was serious.

"Interesting!"

Seeing Ling Xiao easily kill Wu Pa, the Crown Prince didn’t show any panic; instead, he revealed an intrigued expression.

Perhaps to him, people of the Yuanling Clan were already too worthless, unable to keep up with the times.

"Ling Xiao, indeed as powerful as the rumors say, but with this level of cultivation, you can only bully this group of wimps. In front of me, it’s still useless."

Ling Xiao glanced at the Crown Prince, revealing a slightly disdainful smile.

This foolish prince, whose cultivation level is too low and vision even worse.

In fact, the strike he just used to kill Wu Pa had at least unleashed the strength of the First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm Twelfth Level Hell Early Stage.

This guy didn’t even notice.

"That waste Wu Pa, it seems I have to take action myself!"

Yuan Mo gritted his teeth; he couldn’t tolerate being called a waste.

Becoming worthless would mean losing his value, and death would not be far.

"With the Clan Leader stepping in, there can’t be any problem!"

The Martial Artists of the Yuanling Clan became excited once again.

"Clan Leader, avenge Wu Pa!"

"Kill that boy!"

Yuan Mo did not speak, a war saber appeared in his hand.

This war saber was an Immortal Spiritual Tool-level weapon, snatched from a Secret Realm Academy disciple.

The war saber emitted a silvery cold light, exuding a terrifying killing intent.

Yuan Mo’s cold eyes locked onto Ling Xiao.

This war saber had once caused many Secret Realm Academy disciples to drink bitterly, even Chen Cangxiong wasn’t his opponent back then.

Today, the moment he drew the war saber, Yuan Mo’s entire momentum changed.

"Oh, not bad, worthy of being the Yuanling Clan’s Clan Leader, indeed stronger than that waste Wu Pa."

The Crown Prince spoke with a smile, as if watching a show.

To him, capturing Ling Xiao was easy; he didn’t mind watching some drama before taking action.

"Ling Xiao, you killed my warrior Wu Pa, take my saber strike!"

Yuan Mo roared, stepping forward, swinging the war saber.

The saber light suddenly appeared, and sword intent burst forth fiercely.

The entire space was instantly filled with terrifying sword intent, as if countless blades were dancing in the space, chilling to the bone.

Suddenly, Yuan Mo swung the saber down.

The extremely terrifying sword energy became enormous, crashing down towards Ling Xiao’s head.

In this move, he held nothing back, aiming to kill Ling Xiao on the spot.

If Ling Xiao didn’t die, then their Yuanling Clan Tribe would have no future.

At least, that’s what he thought.

The sword energy tore through the void, instantly nearing Ling Xiao’s body.

The whistling sword wind made the onlookers feel the pain of their bodies being torn apart.

The Martial Artists of the Yuanling Clan trembled with excitement.

Such a terrifying strike could injure even a First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm Twelfth Level Hell Early Stage Martial Artist.

Let alone Ling Xiao!

This boy was doomed!

Until now, they still hadn’t figured out Ling Xiao’s true strength.

Ling Xiao yawned.

Bored, he extended his right hand, then lightly lifted two fingers.

The terrifying sword energy crashed onto Ling Xiao’s fingernail.

Incredibly, it was easily stopped by the fingernail.

Yet there wasn’t a single crack on that fingernail.

People looked at this scene with utmost shock.

What’s going on?

Yuan Mo was even more shocked; this was already his strongest attack, yet the opponent merely used a fingernail to block it.

Just how strong is this young man before him!

He started to regret and fear, perhaps he really offended someone he should never have offended.

"Crack!"

The war saber shattered.

Ling Xiao actually used two fingers to destroy an Immortal Spiritual Tool-level treasure sword!

Then, his figure flashed, and he was already in front of Yuan Mo.

"Not good!"

Yuan Mo only saw a black shadow approaching and hurriedly retreated.

But how could his speed compare to Ling Xiao’s?

Two cold glints flashed, merely the cold light brought by the fingernails.

Yet Yuan Mo’s arms were already severed.

Then, a shrill scream came from his mouth as Ling Xiao’s fingers pierced his body, crippling his cultivation level.

"I won’t kill you, because next, you’ll see the scene you least want to see!"

Ling Xiao showed mercy, not out of kindness, but to make Yuan Mo suffer more.

Clan Leader Yuan Mo was easily crippled.

This scene finally shocked all the Martial Artists of the Yuanling Clan in their hearts.

They were terrified, frightened, uneasy.

"To kill me, even if all the Martial Artists of the Yuanling Clan attacked together, they wouldn’t be qualified."

Ling Xiao looked disdainfully at those Yuanling Clan Martial Artists, coldly said: "I dare to oppose the Chen Royal Family, and you, you’re only fit to be dogs for the Chen Royal Family, do you still not understand the vast difference in power between us?"

"Waste! Truly a bunch of waste!"

Seeing Yuan Mo crippled in an instant, the Crown Prince found the spectacle rather unsatisfying.

He was no longer interested in watching, waved towards his men and said: "Go, kill that boy, it doesn’t matter if the other places are ruined, just leave the head.

This prince still needs to claim credit and report to my father."

Ling Xiao left Yuan Mo, then walked to the cage and freed Lia.

He also protected her and her female guard with the Barrier Martial Soul.

Lia and her female guard were the only two people Ling Xiao intended to save among these.

He had promised to protect Lia, moreover this woman didn’t betray him at the critical moment, so it was good to extend some goodwill.

As for that female guard, her loyal dedication to Lia, no matter how dire the situation, made him value her highly.

Turning back, he looked at the Crown Prince.

A gaze as cold as hellish light shot from Ling Xiao’s eyes.

Bone-chilling, as if it could freeze a person’s body in an instant.

In that moment, the Crown Prince was so frightened he fell off the Mysterious Turtle Battle Beast.

In his terror, he thought Ling Xiao had already reached him.

But after getting up, he found that Ling Xiao was still standing there without moving, and just the gaze made him feel terrified.

"Kill him! Quickly kill him!"

The Crown Prince was very enraged, no one could make him look so foolish.

"Yes!"

Behind the Crown Prince, a dozen Martial Artists rushed towards Ling Xiao, trying to seize the credit.

These people weren’t weak, already having a First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm Twelfth Level Hell Early Stage cultivation.

Logically speaking, they weren’t underestimating the enemy.

But the problem was, they never imagined just how terrifying Ling Xiao really was.

When these dozen Martial Artists charged at Ling Xiao, shouting.

Ling Xiao remained standing motionless, his face cold.