Soul Devouring Sword Master

Boom!

The mighty and vast palm force, unstoppable, smashed a large number of ghosts and created a vacuum channel.

Swish!

Lin Xiao stepped on his feet and turned into a residual shadow. He approached Ghost Face in an instant and slashed with a sword.

"What!"

Ghost Face's face changed drastically.

He never expected that his ultimate move would be cracked by the opponent so quickly.

He had just performed the Ten Thousand Ghosts Killing, which consumed too much energy. Ghost Face had not had time to breathe. Unexpectedly, Lin Xiao came to kill again, and the sword energy he slashed out was powerful, and it was actually a semi-god-level martial art.

Two semi-god-level martial arts, the opponent actually practiced two semi-god-level martial arts!

Ghost Face's face changed wildly. He spent a lot of effort to finally practice a semi-god-level martial art to the second level. Unexpectedly, the opponent practiced two, and the power of one of them was not weaker than his, which showed that he was a monster.

In fact, including the Demon Shadow Step, Lin Xiao practiced three semi-god-level martial arts.

But now, it is obviously not the time to think about these things. The Haoran sword energy is coming, and the ghost face is trying his best to explode and resist.

However, at this moment, the spiritual essence in his Qi Palace has not yet subsided, and the power of the hasty attack is really limited. The hastily slashed sword was instantly defeated.

Puff!

The ghost face spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards. On his chest, a sword mark deep enough to see the bone was clearly visible, and blood was dripping. It was only half an inch away from touching the internal organs.

Bang!

Lin Xiao stepped on his feet and took advantage of the momentum to pursue. The man and the sword became one, and in an instant, he appeared in front of the ghost face.

In his pupils, a touch of cold sword light suddenly enlarged, causing the ghost face's eyes to glare violently. However, at this moment, he had no time to resist. This sword was too fast!

Seeing that the sword light was approaching, the next moment, he would die under this sword.

Swish! !

A sharp sound of breaking wind sounded, and the next moment, a black light suddenly shot out, blocking the ghost face, it was an iron claw.

Dang!

It was like hitting a piece of fine steel, making a crisp sound of metal collision. On the iron claw, the artistic conception was wrapped, and the spiritual essence burst out, colliding violently with the sword light.

Bang!

With a roar, the sword light retreated and dissipated, revealing the figure of Lin Xiao. He retreated dozens of feet before barely stabilizing his body. In his chest, a surge of blood and qi surged.

Shua! Swish...

At this time, a sound of breaking wind sounded, and a group of figures appeared beside the ghost face.

The leader was a skinny young man with a pale face and no blood color. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle. It was Gui Yue.

"Good boy, you are really impatient to live by killing my disciples of the Corpse Ghost Hall one after another. I wanted to deal with you before. This time, you must die!"

Gui Yue's face was gloomy, and murderous intent was everywhere.

On the other side, Lin Xiao's expression condensed, and his hand holding the sword trembled slightly. The power contained in the iron claws in the previous attack made him very frightened. Gui Yue's strength was definitely above him.

This person should be a second-class pride.

"Brother Gui Yue, let me do it. I want to kill him with my own hands and avenge my dead brothers!"

At this time, a pointed-faced young man took a step forward and was about to attack.

"Back off, Gui Shan, let me do this man!"

Gui Yue waved his hand and asked Gui Shan to back off.

He knew very well that Gui Shan's strength was similar to that of Gui Mian. They were both third-class prides. Even Gui Mian was no match for him, let alone Gui Shan.

Lin Xiao's strength was unfathomable. Many masters of their Corpse Ghost Hall had died in his hands one after another. Gui Yue didn't want any more damage, so he had to do it himself.

In addition to saving Gui Mian, the previous attack was also a test. He basically had no idea about Lin Xiao's combat power. If he burst out with all his strength and killed the opponent, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Now, in the underground ancient city, fighting for opportunities is important. This battle must be fought quickly.

Boom!

Without thinking too much, Gui Yue burst out with a breath, his eyes were cold, his whole body was full of ghost energy, and he clenched his hands, and an iron claw was in his hand.

The iron claw has three claws, curved like eagle claws, with a dark and cold luster, which is definitely a weapon above the spiritual level.

Swish!

The next moment, Gui Yue's figure disappeared in an instant. After a few flashes, it was full of ghosts, and the ghosts were heavy, real and fake, which made people dazzled.

Swish! !

Suddenly, the iron claw broke through the air, bringing a harsh sonic boom, and grabbed Lin Xiao's heart.

Lin Xiao dodged sideways, and the iron claw passed in front of him. The terrible energy left several claw marks on his clothes.

Boom!

At this moment, a strong pressure enveloped the head. At some point, Gui Yue appeared above, with his fingers slightly bent, ghost energy lingering in his palm, and he suddenly grabbed with a claw.

Swish! !

The air was torn apart, and the dark claws blasted down.

"Star Picking Hand!"

Lin Xiao did not dare to be careless, and went all out to hit a palm.

Bang! !

There was a shocking explosion, and the claws collided with the palm print. The next moment, the palm print was directly torn apart, and the claws continued to blast down.

"Star Picking Hand!"

Lin Xiao's face was solemn, and he hit the second palm.

Bang! !

There was another explosion, this time, the palm print and the claws collided and both broke.

Tap tap tap...

After retreating dozens of feet, Lin Xiao barely managed to stabilize his steps. Suddenly, his throat felt sweet, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, which he swallowed forcefully.

The third level!

There is no doubt that the opponent's semi-god-level martial arts have been cultivated to the third level, and his artistic conception should have been perfect. His spiritual essence is strong and his physical body is not bad either. He is worthy of being a second-class pride.

If it was an ordinary second-class pride, Lin Xiao was confident that he could use the Star-Picking Hand to barely fight back, but the opponent was obviously not an ordinary second-class pride. Lin Xiao even felt that the opponent did not use his full strength just now.