Soul Devouring Sword Master

She regretted, she hated, she hated herself for being stupid, she hated herself for being short-sighted, only seeing temporary benefits, but not considering the long-term, and missing a good opportunity to develop and expand the Ice Spirit Palace.

And if this opportunity is lost, it may never happen. Ice Spirit Palace will never be able to rise again, and can only gradually decline.

At this moment, Binghan felt extremely remorseful. She also heard from Lu Zixuan that it was Lin Xiao who saved them in the fallen battlefield, and she felt even more ashamed and ashamed.

Looking at the young figure on the battlefield, Binghan sighed in a low voice and said silently in her heart, I'm sorry, she's sorry for Murong Shi, I'm sorry for Lin Xiao, I'm sorry for Bingling Palace, she was really wrong!

Unfortunately, many things, once they go wrong, can never be undone.

For a moment, Bing Hanxin seemed to have aged much older and had been drained of strength. He leaned back on his seat and stared blankly into the sky, like a statue.

On the side, Lu Zixuan couldn't help but sigh when he saw this. It wasn't much, he just stayed with Bing Hanxin silently, looking at the figure in the stands, his eyes were extremely complicated, including shame, admiration, and love.

"The battle of luck, finals, Canglan Territory, Lin Xiao, vs. Evil Temple, Blood Xuan."

Elder Shang announced loudly, but his face could not help but feel a little disappointed. After all, Xiao Lie did not reach the finals as he expected.

Come on, this is the first time in recent luck battles that there is no pride from the Feilong Domain in the finals. Perhaps, this luck battle will be a turning point.

When Elder Shang made the announcement, Lin Xiao's eyes glanced at him seemingly inadvertently, flashing with a hint of coldness.

Elder Shang, who was so experienced and experienced, immediately caught Lin Xiao's eyes, and his heart trembled slightly. Could it be that the other party discovered it.

Impossible. Immediately, Elder Shang denied in his heart that he had done all this very secretly and no one would be able to discover it. It must be just a coincidence.

Having said that, Elder Shang still had some doubts in his heart about what Lin Xiao's look meant. If it were really discovered and spread, his reputation for hundreds of years would be destroyed in one day.

With so many thoughts in his mind, Elder Shang remained calm on the surface and continued to announce, "Now, the battle of luck begins. The winner will be the son of luck in this battle of luck, and will receive the baptism of luck! "

After finishing, Elder Shang walked off the fighting platform.

On the battlefield, Lin Xiao and Xue Xuan stood opposite each other.

Under the stands, there was silence.

Everyone was staring at the battle stage. Although most people knew that this battle was not suspenseful, they still wanted to see how far Lin Xiao could fight Xue Xuan and how long he could last.

"Son, I thought it was that so-and-so who came to the finals. I didn't expect it to be you, but it doesn't matter. The result is the same. This time, the son of luck is destined to be me, Xue Xuan. I advise you to admit defeat directly. Come on, don’t waste time!”

Xue Xuan sneered, his tone arrogant but confident.

In the eyes of most people, even if Xue Xuan is arrogant, he does have the capital. This is a duel without any suspense.

In the stands, Xiao Lie frowned. Although he was very unwilling to lose to Xue Xuan, his skills were indeed inferior to others. He had to admit that Xue Xuan's strength was indeed very strong. Fortunately, the strongest person.

After all, Xiao Lie had comprehended the third-level artistic conception, which could only be comprehended at the level of the Holy Spirit Realm.

Like most people, Xiao Lie also felt that the outcome of this battle was already determined. To be honest, he hoped that Lin Xiao could defeat Xue Xuan, but this could only be a fantasy and was not realistic at all.

"Really, don't talk too much, or your heart will be slapped in the face!"

On the battlefield, Lin Xiao glanced at Xue Xuan and said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, son, it seems that you are not going to admit defeat. That's fine. Then I will send you down personally. However, if you are not careful and your life is taken, don't blame me."

With that, Xue Xuansen sneered, as if he already had a chance to win.

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Xue Xuan, his aura surged, his blood was boiling, and his eyes were blood red. He couldn't wait to defeat Lin Xiao and get the Son of Destiny.

bump!

With a stamp of his foot, the Xue Xuan turned into a streak of blood light and shot out.

I saw blood shadows passing by in the field. In an instant, Xue Xuan appeared in front of Lin Xiao and blasted out with a palm.