A Demon’s Path

"What did you tell them just now?" Cheng Yu asked Ling Xiao curiously after returning to the Beimin faction team.

Ling Xiao shrugged her shoulders: "It's nothing, I said let them both worship me as a teacher, hehe."

Cheng Yu was so angry that he glared at Ling Xiao viciously: "If you don't say it, don't say it, what's the big deal!"

Ling Xiao suddenly changed his tone of joking, and said quietly: "Senior sister, I just want to tell you that it's not a matter of strength that you can't beat them, but that you didn't use your brains when you fought, and you weren't ruthless enough. Fortunately, earlier When you turned from defense to offense, I saw a glimmer of hope, Junior Brother."

Speaking of that classic jump, Cheng Yu was silent for a moment, and then slowly uttered a few words: "Thank you."

Ling Xiao acted like I didn't know anything: "I didn't do anything, thank me for what?"

Cheng Yu bit her lips tightly, as if mustering up her courage: "If you hadn't added an acceleration talisman to me at the critical moment, that guy's kick might have broken my foot."

"Oh, did you? Why didn't I know?" Ling Xiao refused to admit it: "Senior sister, you have to rely on yourself in the battle. Don't keep thinking that your teammates will support you behind your back."

After finishing speaking, Ling Xiao walked away and sat down beside Master Cheng Gantai.

Cheng Yu looked at this dissolute junior, and remembered the scene where the two were almost face to face in that alley, and a certain string in his heart twitched. He obviously helped him, but he just wanted to say no. What was this guy thinking?

Cheng Yu then thought about this journey, with Ling Xiao's vigilance, he avoided two extremely dangerous plots, and this kid didn't take any credit for him.

He would rather be misunderstood by others than he is too lazy to explain himself. How could there be such a weird kid?

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Yu suddenly felt resentment for no reason: But this nasty brat knows how to torture and beat himself, why should I care about his good points? Besides, everything about him was given by his father? snort!

Cheng Yu finally found a reason for his psychological balance, so he didn't feel so uncomfortable.

Before she knew it, even Cheng Yu herself didn't realize that her feelings towards Ling Xiao had changed slightly.

Cheng Qiantai patted Ling Xiao's shoulder appreciatively: "Xiao'er, you did a good job!"

Ling Xiao smiled very "shyly": "Thank you, Master, for your compliment."

Qian Hai also sat back beside his father Qian Gui. The father and son had some unknown conversations, and Ling Xiao didn't bother to listen. His attention was all focused on the middle match.

It's hard for Ling Xiao not to pay attention, because the other battles are over, only the one in the middle is still going on.

That's okay, oddly enough, the teamfight in the middle doesn't seem like it started at all. Three people from each side stood on one side, and no one made a move, but stood face to face. If Ling Xiao hadn't known that a long time had passed, she would have thought that this battle was just the beginning.

"What are they doing?" The disciples of the Beimin Sect and Changyuan Sect were talking about it, expressing their extreme puzzlement at this situation. And their elders were all dignified, staring at the field intently.

Ling Xiao and Li Yuanhuan's eyes fell on a boy who was only fifteen or sixteen years old at the same time. The young man stood alone in front of the two of them, wearing a clean white robe and standing there, he seemed a bit of an outsider. Even if he was a little younger, no one dared to underestimate him, especially the three opponents facing him.

The three of them have been extremely vigilant since the beginning of the team battle, and even they themselves don't know how long they have maintained this vigilant preparation posture. None of the three of them made a move, because they felt a pressure at the same time, from the coercion of the young opponent on the opposite side.

To be precise, it is murderous.

They have no doubt that if anyone strikes first, the boy in white robe will kill them immediately.

All the soul masters who came to participate in the new competition are orange-level and red-level soul masters. It is estimated that except for Ling Xiao, most of the others are orange-level, so there is no obvious difference in level.

Competing against rivals at the same level, that white-robed boy can suppress the opponent so much that he dare not make a move. What kind of power is this? !

Ling Xiao's expression also became dignified. He thought that he possessed the unique knowledge of the two souls of gods and demons, and with the help of the magic token, he also cultivated the seven souls. Unexpectedly, after the first match, he saw such an opponent.

"According to my current state, I'm no match for this kid." Ling Xiao shook his head, thinking that even with all his strength, he couldn't achieve the aura that could shock three orange levels at the same time. He lost a bit in terms of momentum, and he would definitely lose against that white-robed boy.

"It seems that I have to hurry up and integrate the other six souls of gods and demons except Tianchong soul, and maybe I can have a chance to defeat that kid...Time, time!" For the first time, Ling Xiao felt that he didn't have enough time for cultivation. So I wanted to go back to Jiake Restaurant to practice in seclusion immediately. But a strong intuition tells me that there will be wonderful scenes soon.

At the moment when Ling Xiao's intuition passed, the figure of the white-robed boy suddenly moved. By the time his three opponents reacted, the boy had already moved in front of them and punched them at the same time.

Yes, those three people read it right, it was three identical young men in white robes who shot at the three of them at the same time!

Ling Xiao stood up abruptly: How is this possible?

Not only Ling Xiao, but everyone else on the field also exclaimed in the same way: How is this possible? Clone technique, a skill that can only be possessed by at least a green-level soul master, unexpectedly appeared on an orange-level soul master!

While everyone was still in astonishment, the boy's three opponents let out a scream, and their bodies flew out like cannonballs, smashing hard into the wall of the formation in the arena!

There was a long buzzing sound, which was actually the sound of three bodies hitting the wall of the formation almost at the same time. The three people hung straight on the wall of the formation, their bodies stuck to the wall like a piece of paper. Then, the three of them slid down slowly and sat on the ground leaning against the formation wall, unable to move any more.

There was silence.

Those three people are actually dead!

Although it is inevitable that there will be deaths in the new competition, they are all caused by desperate efforts with little difference in strength, or because of temporary "misses". If an absolute overwhelming advantage has been obtained, no one is willing to kill. After all, everyone is a soul master, and they are all from the same Holy Land. Such a blatant killing like a white-robed boy seems to be telling others: I will kill your people, what can you do to me?

Killing three opponents at the same level with one move, and the opponents didn't even have a chance to react, it's terrible, it's really terrible!

Ling Xiao tightly held the armrest of the seat, not even realizing that she had crushed the armrest into powder. The feeling of this young man is really shocking!

Although the young man couldn't see the surroundings, he still stood there and looked around for a week. His eagle-like eyes scanned the stands one by one, as if to let people know that he was looking at them.

"This kid obviously can solve the battle quickly, but he didn't. Instead, he deliberately delayed until all the battles were over before starting to fight. He could keep his hand, and the three people could not die, but he didn't either, but killed them directly .Obviously, he wants to shock all opponents so that no one can have the idea of ​​confronting him. What a ruthless boy!" When the boy's eyes swept across the seat of the Beimin faction, Ling Xiao shook his head. A cold sweat broke out on his face, and he felt like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

"Master, I don't feel well, so I'm leaving first." Ling Xiao stood up from his seat with a pale complexion, turning around and leaving without paying attention to the strange eyes of his master and everyone else.

Li Yuanhuan followed Ling Xiao with great concern, and left Falling Wind Valley together.

"Junior Brother, what's the matter with you?" Li Yuanhuan asked when he saw Ling Xiao's face looked a little better on the way back to the restaurant.

Ling Xiao smiled wryly and said, "Eldest brother, I hope our luck will be better, and we will never run into this kid. Otherwise..."

Li Yuanhuan immediately understood Ling Xiao's "disease", and quickly comforted him: "Our Beimin faction has always had good luck, so don't worry, junior brother. Besides, junior brother, you are also a cultivator of seven souls, and ordinary orange-level soul masters are not at all. Your opponent. Be confident."

Ling Xiao nodded helplessly, and kept praying in her heart: Master Seven Demons, even though your soul is gone, I still hope that your ghost will not disperse, and I bless you to haunt that kid lingeringly, making him have nightmares every day , it's better to be scared to death by the nightmare.

Li Yuanhuan looked at Ling Xiao muttering strange things in his mouth, thinking that this was Ling Xiao's way of decompression, so he didn't say anything else.

When everyone in Cheng Qiantai returned to Jiake Restaurant, they suddenly found that Ling Xiao had closed the door tightly, and only Li Yuanhuan explained helplessly: "Junior Brother Ling said that he is going to retreat, so don't disturb him until tomorrow's playing time. By the way, master, who is our opponent in the next team battle?"

Cheng Qiantai and Qian Gui looked gloomy at the same time, and Li Yuanhuan suddenly had an ominous premonition: "Could it be that the white-robed boy was in the same group???"