Thousand miles of dust

He was an orphan with mediocre aptitude and a humble background.
Through perseverance and an unwillingness to settle for mediocrity, he practiced cultivation desperately.
By a stroke of luck, he awakened the Ancient Martial Soul, long extinct in this world, and from that moment on, his rise was unstoppable, like a comet soaring high, embarking on a cultivation journey to dominate the world.
Starting as a beggar who was bullied by others, he began to shine with each step, entering into an era of chaos where Sects are numerous, talents abound, the Ten Thousand Clans vie for power, and human heroes emerge one after another in a vast and magnificent world.
With the 'Tyrant Sky Martial Soul', he vowed to forge his own myth!

Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Ling Xiao simply put away the Golden Crow Sword and charged with both fists, wrapped in the Power of Light and Shadow Power.


This was the most direct method of combat—


After the loud noise, half of Ling Xiao's body was embedded into the ground, and his fists trembled slightly.


However, He Meng also staggered and flew backward, only managing to stabilize after two or three steps.


"The soldiers of the Black Crow Army are indeed formidable, Ling Xiao admires you!"


This sentence, however, came from the heart.


Had it been Wan Qiu Feng or Jia Yun as the opponent, Ling Xiao could have killed them with one move.


But He Meng was different; this man had too much combat experience, and that aura of slaughter, that martial spirit, did not lose to his in the least.


This was likely the fighting spirit honed on the battlefield.


Facing such a person was truly dangerous.


Ling Xiao would rather confront Jiumo Zhiyan than face this kind of foe.


Chapter 1063 Fearless