Soul Devouring Sword Master

The other Blood Demon Sect disciples were terrified and dared not say anything, fearing that they would end up like the man just now!

At this moment, they realized how fast the sword of this young swordsman in front of them was!

In fact, if you use your brain to think about it, you will know that there are not many soft persimmons who dare to come to Black Jade Mountain, not to mention a young boy like Lin Xiao. If he does not have some support and capital, coming to Black Jade Mountain is to seek death.

Obviously, Zhang Xiao had some inexplicable confidence after slaughtering Xiao Chuan and his people just now. In addition, he was arrogant. After seeing that Lin Xiao was young and alone, he did not think about it carefully and just thought that he was as weak as Xiao Chuan and others.

But he did not expect that he kicked a piece of iron plate, and his arrogance also led to his short life.

Lin Xiao's cold eyes swept across the Blood Demon Sect disciples one by one, frightening these Blood Demon Sect disciples to tremble and dare not breathe.

At this moment, a strong spiritual pressure suddenly enveloped not far away.

Immediately, a black shadow appeared here.

This is a middle-aged man in a black robe, with a red mark on his forehead, and he looks similar to Zhang Xiao.

When he saw the bloody head on the ground, the middle-aged man's pupils suddenly shrank, and he roared, "Who did it, who killed my son!"

"Master, yes, he killed him!" A disciple of the Blood Ghost Sect pointed at Lin Xiao.

"You killed my son!" The middle-aged man stared at Lin Xiao, and the aura around him suddenly rose.

Lin Xiao raised his hand and pointed the tip of the sword at the middle-aged man, "Fight if you want!"

"You are looking for death! I will tear you into pieces!" The middle-aged man was furious, and his figure flashed and shot directly at Lin Xiao.

At the same time, a strong spiritual pressure enveloped Lin Xiao.

The fourth level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm!

Lin Xiao frowned, the opponent's strength was far above his, and he had no chance of winning.

However, so what, sword cultivators never retreat! Just draw the sword!

Lin Xiao clenched the sword tightly, stamped his feet, and the spiritual energy in his body instantly surged to the limit, and then he slashed from top to bottom with a sword!

Swish!

Spiritual energy burst!

A violent sword energy broke through the air, with the momentum of thunder, and suddenly slashed at the middle-aged man.

Feeling the violent breath of the sword energy, the middle-aged man's face condensed slightly, raised his hands in the air, and then suddenly pressed down.

Bang!

A powerful breath like a tide surged out.

After a few breaths, the sword energy was broken, and the breath like a wave crushed.

Lin Xiao's face was solemn, and he did not dare to neglect it, and slashed down with another sword!

Spiritual energy burst!

Bang!

The sword energy broke again, and the fierce breath rushed to his face.

Lin Xiao quickly condensed an spiritual energy shield in front of him!

Bang!

The powerful breath hit the shield, but after a few breaths, the shield collapsed.

Bang!

Lin Xiao retreated several dozen feet, and when he stopped, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the blood in his chest was churning.

And at this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Go to hell!" The middle-aged man said fiercely, and the spiritual energy in his palm gathered to form a dazzling light, and then suddenly slapped Lin Xiao's spiritual cover.

A powerful spiritual pressure enveloped him, and Lin Xiao was suppressed for a while and couldn't dodge. Seeing that the middle-aged man was about to slap him!

This palm, Lin Xiao will definitely die!

Swish! !

At this time, a sword energy suddenly broke through the air and killed!

In an instant, the sword energy slashed on the palm of the middle-aged man.

Bang!

The spiritual energy in the palm of the middle-aged man suddenly dissipated, and the sword energy was still sharp!

"What!" The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he wanted to stop, but the sword energy was too swift and passed through his palm directly.

"Ah——" The middle-aged man screamed and fell to the ground, and with him fell a bloody palm.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect were horrified. Their sect leader was a master of the fourth level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. In front of that sword energy, he had no power to fight back and was directly defeated!

What a terrifying sword energy!

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and quickly stopped the bleeding. He raised his head and stared at the figure walking behind Lin Xiao, his eyes full of murderous intent, "Who are you?"

Mo Qingfeng didn't say anything, but walked to Lin Xiao's side, as if to Lin Xiao, and as if to himself, "Without strength, anyone can bully you, and once you have strength, you can bully anyone!"

When Mo Qingfeng said this, a picture emerged in his mind.

On a cold winter night, heavy snow was flying, and a disheveled, skinny boy squatted on the street, shivering, his upper and lower gums trembling, holding half a dirty chat bun in his hand, and was about to eat it.

Suddenly, a black shadow passed by and snatched the bun from his hand.

The boy looked back and saw a black dog looking at him coldly, holding a bun in its mouth, with indifference in its eyes...

"Senior Brother Mo," Lin Xiao glanced at Mo Qingfeng and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Heart, this man is quite powerful!"

At this time, the Blood Ghost Sect Master stood up and stared at Mo Qingfeng, "Ghost, who are you?"

The Blood Ghost Sect Master was not stupid. Mo Qingfeng looked only 20 years old, but his swordsmanship attainments had reached such a level, so his background must be extraordinary.

"Someone you can't afford to offend." Mo Qingfeng said coldly.

The Blood Ghost Sect Master narrowed his eyes. As expected, this guy must have a great background, and it was probably not someone his Blood Ghost Sect could provoke.

Although he wanted to avenge his son, he knew that if he provoked a superpower, his Blood Vampire Sect might face a catastrophe. He could tell which was more important.