Soul Devouring Sword Master

"Oh no, behind us!"

Others also noticed it immediately.

Boom! !

A shocking roar went straight into the sky, accompanied by a loud sword sound, and a blood-colored sword light rushed up and pointed directly at the sky.

A terrible blood-colored sword energy storm swept across madly, the void trembled, the energy surged wildly, and a vast impact wave spread out, covering hundreds of feet in radius.

In an instant, the entire square seemed to be shrouded in a blood cloud, the ground was dark, and the sun and moon were dim.

Everyone present changed color.

Bang! Bang...

The explosions rang out one after another, and one figure after another, like a kite with a broken string, spitting blood and flying backwards in all directions.

Shua!

Lin Xiao's figure flashed, and suddenly, he appeared in front of an old man in a yellow robe.

This person is an elder of the Jiang family in Qianjiangyu.

"Stop, you bastard, how dare you!"

In the stands, Jiang Chuan suddenly stood up and roared with a big sword

The elder was sent by the family to protect him. If he died here because of him, he would be punished by the family and his status in the family would plummet in the future.

After all, Qianjiang Domain is only a middle domain, and a ninth-level master of the Spirit Realm is also a very important force, not to mention that the Jiang family is only one of the forces in Qianjiang Domain.

"Kill!"

Lin Xiao uttered a cold voice, his bloodshot eyes flashed, and he slashed with a sword.

"Stop it!"

The old man in yellow robe screamed, his eyes were red, at this moment, he felt that the sickle of the god of death was already on his neck, and he desperately broke out and resisted.

However, the sword light fell, and all his attacks were wiped out.

Immediately, the whole person of the old man in yellow robe was directly split into two from top to bottom, and blood splattered.

"No, Jiang Lao!"

Jiang Chuan roared, his hair was standing on the crown with anger, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Swish!

Lin Xiao's figure flashed, turned into a bloody light, and instantly appeared next to another old man.

"No, I withdraw, I withdraw--"

Before the old man finished speaking, he was pierced by the blood light, his body stiffened, his life force was extinguished, and he fell to the ground.

"Asshole!"

A young man from the Central Region slammed the table and stood up, furious.

"Ah! Ah!"

For a while, screams were heard in the air.

Lin Xiao's figure was like lightning, like the god of death, madly harvesting lives.

In a flash, except for Bing Hanxin and the other three, all the other masters who participated in the battle fell.

"Asshole, beast, you are looking for death!"

"Dare to kill my Wang family elders, you are dead!"

"Not only you, but also your sect and family will be buried with you!"

For a while, many young people from the outside world jumped up and roared.

These elders were sent by the family to protect them, but at this moment, they all fell here. When they go back, they will definitely be punished.

They would not think that the matter had nothing to do with them. They were the ones who sent people to kill Lin Xiao first, and Lin Xiao just fought back.

In their opinion, if they wanted to kill Lin Xiao, Lin Xiao could only let them kill him, and resistance was a capital crime!

"Oops!"

Seeing many masters being killed by Lin Xiao one after another, Bing Hanxin and the other two changed their faces and retreated in a hurry.

At the same time, Bing Hanxin flipped his hand, and an ice talisman appeared, which was crushed directly.

However, at this time, Lin Xiao did not attack them, but stepped on his feet, twisted his body, and turned to rush towards Lei Zifeng.

Oops!

Bing Hanxin's heart trembled, thinking that it was not good. If Lei Zifeng died here, the Lei family would definitely go crazy. At that time, the entire Bingling Palace would probably be buried with him.

However, at this time, they wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Seeing that the sword light pierced through the void and approached Lei Zifeng at a high speed.

At this time, Lei Zifeng was already scared to death and his soul was almost gone.

He saw with his own eyes that Lin Xiao killed many masters from the outside world in succession. They were all masters of the ninth level of the spiritual realm, and they all killed with one strike. He was simply a killing god and a demon.

Seeing Lin Xiao coming to kill him, Lei Zifeng had no idea of ​​resisting at all. He turned around and fled madly. If he didn't flee, he would die.

Whoosh!

A surging murderous intent swept over and locked onto Lei Zifeng, causing the latter's body to shudder suddenly, his heart pounding, and he screamed in fear, "Ah, save me, someone save me!"

However, no one around took action.

In the previous battle, almost all the masters were sent out and all died. Who of the remaining people was Lin Xiao's opponent? Rushing forward would be courting death.

Swish! !

The sword light broke through the air and quickly approached Lei Zifeng, causing the latter to scream wildly, crying for his parents, his voice almost with tears, and his whole body trembling.

"No, don't--"

A cold murderous intent approached, causing Lei Zifeng to scream hysterically, like a girl who was about to be defiled, full of despair and helplessness.

At this moment, he felt that he was so close to death. In the past, he relied on his status as the eldest son of the Lei family to act recklessly and wantonly. He would kill people if he was not satisfied. He never looked down on those people. Killing people was like stepping on an ant.

He enjoyed the fear and despair of those people before they died. This feeling made him excited and stimulated, as if he was the god who dominated the world.

But now, when he was facing death, he realized how terrible it was. When he died, everything was gone. Everything in his life, wealth, money and women, were all gone.

He didn't want to die yet. He still had a lot of youth and hadn't enjoyed it enough.

Seeing the murderous aura approaching, the cold sword tip was only a few dozen feet away from Lei Zifeng.

For a warrior, a few dozen feet is just a moment.

"No——"

Lei Zifeng's desperate sword

"Evil beast, how dare you!"