He has been conflicted and entangled. He knows that if he misses this opportunity and lets Ling Chuxi continue to grow, he will never be able to surpass Ling Chuxi in his life, nor will he have another chance to take revenge. But if he takes advantage of others,
What's the point of getting revenge even if you resort to such despicable means?
Just when Meng Zheng was in a dilemma, Ling Chuxi made a move that was completely beyond his expectation and sent them far away. At that moment, Ling Chuxi concentrated on dealing with the soul of the Dragon Lord without any thought.
He kept his back exposed to his sword. If he took action, this would be his best chance.
But in the end, he gave up.
It wasn't because he was moved. As a demon, he had no idea what being moved was since he was very young. At least, he would never admit that it was because he was moved.
Looking at Ling Chuxi's back that was delicate and even gave people a sense of weakness, he only felt a sense of shame.
As a warrior, if he cannot defeat his opponent in an upright manner but uses such despicable means to avenge his blood, that would be his shame, the shame of the entire Meng family, and even the shame of the entire demon clan.
If he does this, the warrior's heart that has finally been strengthened will completely collapse. This will be a lingering demon in his life, and he will no longer have any hope of realizing his dream - becoming a peak warrior.
The warrior stands at the highest point of the entire heaven.
So, he made that slash.
When the sword was slashed out, his heart became more relaxed and liberated than ever before, and in an instant, he had a kind of enlightenment like a sudden enlightenment.
That sword was so firm and persistent, so indomitable, without any distracting thoughts, not even joy, anger, sorrow, or any emotion. It was so simple, only his persistent pursuit of the peak of martial arts.
No matter life or death, be open-minded and have no regrets.
The dust and smoke flew away, and Ling Chuxi and Meng Zheng fell heavily to the ground.
Before Ling Chuxi could adjust her breath to regain her strength, another phantom with dragon claws appeared in front of her eyes.
"Kill, kill, kill..." The killing sound of Dragon Lord's soul shook the sky, and the phantom of the dragon's claws magnified infinitely in front of his eyes.
"Chu Xi!" Lan Xinyu and Ling Bo pulled away, but Meng Zheng was too slow to beat them. Seeing Ling Chuxi in danger, the two of them waved heavy whip shadows and thousands of sword lights, and Wu Xie also waved his arm,
Throw out the black cloth bag again.
But even so, it only made the dragon claw phantom lag slightly for half a minute.
Everyone felt the terrifying power contained in this dragon claw phantom. It was as if at this moment, the soul of the Dragon Lord, whose consciousness was in confusion, regarded Ling Chuxi as the culprit who slaughtered his people and killed his wife and children.
Hatred, all anger, and all resentment were vented on Ling Chuxi.
The flames of the void were blazing, and even the soul of the Dragon Lord became ethereal and insubstantial. It actually used the power of its remaining soul to create this dragon claw shadow. This situation is similar to that of a practitioner who burns essence.
Blood is somewhat similar, but even more terrifying. Once the power of the soul is exhausted, it will be completely destroyed, and not even a trace of the soul can be left.
Of course, it is conceivable that the power of the Dragon Claw phantom sacrificed at the cost of the soul is no less powerful than the Dragon Lord in its heyday.
"Cang Yuan Sword Technique, thunder moves the sky!" Ling Chuxi once again used her strongest attack.
But under the shadow of the dragon claw, her strongest attack was so fragile. When the shadow of the dragon claw turned over, his sword light and thunder method were smashed to pieces. A mouthful of blood spurted out from Ling Chuxi's mouth, and again