Soul Devouring Sword Master

Now, there are still four days before the life-and-death battle with Dugu Ming. It only takes one day from here to Changshui County, so Lin Xiao is not in a hurry to go back.

After resting for a while at the tea stall, Lin Xiao walked on the street.

As he walked, suddenly, a voice came from Lin Xiao's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Wait a minute, I feel the breath of a soul."

Hearing this, Lin Xiao paused, was stunned at first, and then hurriedly asked in a low voice, "Really, Uncle Bai, where is it?"

When Lin Xiao worshipped Bai Yuan as his master, he promised to help Bai Yuan collect all the souls. Naturally, he would not forget it and had been paying attention to it.

However, in such a big situation, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack to find a soul scattered somewhere.

Now, Bai Yuan feels the breath of a soul. If he can find this remnant soul, Bai Yuan's soul power will be enhanced, and he can continue to teach him the skills. In addition, in order to repay Bai Yuan for his help, Lin Xiao must also find this soul.

"Where is it, Uncle Bai?" Lin Xiao whispered.

"To your left, although it is very weak, this breath is getting closer and closer."

Lin Xiao looked to the left and saw a group of people just passing by. These people were wearing hats, covering half of their faces, and wearing long swords on their waists, looking a little mysterious.

"This breath has become farther away again."

Hearing this, Lin Xiao's expression moved. No need, it must be these people.

Without hesitation, Lin Xiao quietly followed these people.

A few moments later, these people came to an inn.

Lin Xiao followed in.

These people found a place to sit down casually, discussing something in a low voice, and Lin Xiao sat near them.

"Big Brother, the people of the Iron Fist Sect are now on the second floor. Should we rush up directly, or..."

"Don't worry, we'll wait here and wait for them to come down. When the time comes, I'll smash the cup as a signal!"

"Okay, this Iron Fist Sect dares to snatch our black jade card, it's really looking for death, wait a while, they will be in trouble!"

Several people drank tea while paying attention to the movement of the stairs.

Lin Xiao sat aside, waiting patiently.

Now it seems that the situation is a bit complicated, and Lin Xiao plans to wait and see.

Half an hour later, it was time for dinner. There were more and more people in the inn, and it was getting noisier, but the person they were looking for didn't seem to appear at the stairs.

Lin Xiao took a sip of tea and just put down the teacup when he suddenly heard a noisy voice coming from the stairs.

"Get out of the way, don't block my way! Get out!"

The whole inn was suddenly dead silent!

Following the sound, I saw several young men in uniform brown Taoist robes walking down the stairs, arrogant and domineering, looking arrogant.

The guests on both sides of the stairs changed their faces, like mice seeing cats, and quickly made way.

For ordinary people, practitioners are high and mighty, and they can drown them with just a spit, and they can kill them with just a finger, so they dare not offend them.

"These people also have the breath of souls." At this time, Bai Yuan's voice suddenly came.

Lin Xiao's eyes fixed, and he swept his gaze over the young men one by one, then turned aside and gently drank a sip of tea.

The young men went downstairs. The scarred young man in the lead looked directly at the young men in the bamboo hats with a gloomy face. "Qingfeng Sword Sect, you are still haunting us. You are here again!"

"Hmph," a tall young man stood up, took off his bamboo hat, and stared at the scarred young man. "Zhang Feng, you ambushed us on the way a few days ago, took away our black jade token, and killed several of my brothers. Today, I want you to pay with blood!"

Zhang Feng grinned, "Xiao Chuan, the black jade token belongs to the capable. We took it because we didn't want you to die in the ruins. Just let my Iron Fist Sect do these dangerous things for you."

"Bullshit, you clearly want to take the treasures of the ruins for yourself and want to swallow up my Qingfeng Sword Sect's share. Today, I am here to take the black jade token. If you hand it over now, I can consider sparing your lives!" Xiao Chuan said coldly.

Zhang Feng didn't care and sneered, "With just a few of you, I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications."

"Then give it a try!"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Chuan smashed the wine glass on the table. The next moment, he stepped on the ground, drew out his long sword, and stabbed Zhang Feng with it!

"Looking for death!" Zhang Feng narrowed his eyes, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, Zhang Feng stomped his feet, and the aura in his body suddenly surged, and the tables and chairs within a few feet of radius instantly collapsed.

The diners around changed their faces and screamed and ran away. Soon, only the Iron Fist School and the Qingfeng Sword School were left in the entire inn, as well as Lin Dan who was sitting in the corner.

Bang!

Xiao Chuan slashed Zhang Feng's fist with a sword, and the energy burst out, and both of them retreated six or seven steps.

At this time, other disciples from both sides also quickly fought together, and the battle was fierce.

At the beginning, the Qingfeng Sword Sect led by Xiao Chuan was able to fight the opponent on equal terms, but after a few minutes, it seemed that it was not strong enough and gradually fell into a disadvantage, and was suppressed by the Iron Fist Sect.

Bang!

With a bang, Xiao Chuan was directly knocked back by Zhang Feng's punch. Before he could stand firm, Zhang Feng followed with another punch. In a hurry, Xiao Chuan quickly blocked it with his sword.

Bang!

Zhang Feng's fist hit the sword, and the sword bent and bounced on Xiao Chuan's chest. Xiao Chuan screamed, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell a few feet away, his face pale.