Soul Devouring Sword Master

"How...how is it possible!"

The most shocking person was Cang Xuan. Not long ago, he saw with his own eyes that Lin Xiao was put into the Ghost Soul Devouring Bell by the gray-robed old man. Logically speaking, he should be dead. How could he appear here.

After rubbing his eyes and confirming that everything in front of him was not an illusion, Cang Xuan's heart clicked. "Lin Xiao appeared here, which meant that the old man in gray robe had most likely encountered something unexpected.

However, how is this possible? That is a Holy Spirit who has lived for hundreds of years!

"Lin Xiao! It's Lin Xiao!"

On the other side, inside Jian Zong, when they saw Lin Xiao appearing, Jian Feiliu and others were startled, and then became ecstatic.

Originally, they thought that, as Lu Ming said, Lin Xiao had been killed by the experts from Huangji Palace. Unexpectedly, Lin Xiao was still alive.

Lin Xiao is the lucky son of Jianzong, and the hope for the rise of the entire Jianzong. As long as he is still there, everything is hopeful.

"It's really Lin Xiao, he's still alive!"

"I knew that the son of luck, with great fortune and great fortune, protected by luck, could fall so easily!"

In the Sword Sect, many disciples and elders were ecstatic and excited. Some people were worried that what they saw was an illusion, and rubbed their eyes hard until their eyes were red, and then they were sure that this was real.

"Great, the hope of my Sword Sect is still there!"

Jian Feiliu was overjoyed. He who was originally sluggish suddenly became more energetic, but then he thought of something, his face changed, and he shouted, "Lin Xiao, leave quickly, Han Zhao, take him away quickly!" "

"I want to leave, but it's too late!"

At this time, a cold voice sounded. It was Xue Gang. At this moment, he was staring at Lin Xiao with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Son, I don't know how you survived, but you managed to escape, but you still dare to come here. You are really asking for your own death!"

"Last time in the battle of fate, you contradicted my master, didn't give him face, and even injured my junior brother. Now I will settle the account with you. Today, no one can save you, whether you go up or down. !”

As soon as the words fell, Xue Gang's eyes turned cold and murderous intent flashed.

In addition to the above two points, he wanted to kill Lin Xiao because he was also afraid of the latter's talents. If he was allowed to grow up, there would be endless troubles. Since such a monster cannot be used by the Holy Sect, it should be destroyed. This is what Liu Zhengyang said. .

"Senior Brother Xue, you can't kill a chicken with a sledgehammer. To deal with this kind of thing, just leave it to me! You don't need to take action!"

The sturdy young man said, taking a few steps forward, walking to the front, and glanced at Lin Xiao coldly, with a hint of disdain in the corner of his mouth.

Even if the opponent is the son of luck, after all, he is in the spiritual realm. With his cultivation in the holy spirit realm, killing him is as easy as killing a chicken.

No matter how talented a person is, he is nothing until he grows up.

"Li Feng, don't underestimate the enemy. This guy is not dead. I'm afraid something is fishy. Use all your strength to deal with him as soon as possible!"

Xue Gang reminded.

Li Feng didn't take it seriously and said without turning his head, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Xue, with one move, I will blow this guy to pieces!"

Then, Li Feng walked towards Lin Xiao, murderous intent emerging in his eyes.

boom!

At this time, a breath burst out, it was Yang Jianzu. He wanted to take action to protect Lin Xiao. Lin Xiao was the son of luck and the hope of the entire Sword Sect. There must be no mistakes.

boom!

However, immediately after, a breath rushed up and confronted Yang Sword Ancestor. It was Xue Gang. Otherwise, I won’t be polite!”

"Junior, hehe, thank you for being able to speak out. Don't you think it's shameless for a disciple of your holy sect to deal with a disciple of my Sword Sect? If we talk about peers, Lin Xiao should be allowed to fight that Long Yunfei."

Yang Jianzu sneered, his eyes cold.

"Shameless, huh, a winner or a loser, how can there be so many excuses? Besides, my Holy Sect is just a big bully, so what, what can you do to me!"

Xue Gang sneered.

Hearing this, Yang Jianzu narrowed his eyes and his face darkened, but in the end, he still could not refute it. Indeed, there is no so-called fairness in this world. There are only the strong and the weak. The so-called rules are all decided by the strong. It is formulated and the weak follow it.

"Hmph, this guy is really tired of living. After finally saving his life, he actually comes to the door to seek death. He is really tired of living. Just wait and see, he will definitely die within three moves!"

Long Yunfei sneered. He was quite jealous and even jealous of Lin Xiao's talent. The fate battle even left a shadow on him. If this person is not eliminated, he will never be able to succeed. In his heart, I wish Lin Xiao would die soon.

Lu Ming also had the same idea. With Lin Xiao's talent, if he were to break through to the Holy Spirit Realm, it would be a disaster for the entire Huangji Palace, and he must be eliminated to avoid future troubles.

He didn't know what accident happened to the old man in gray robe, but now that the three disciples of the Holy Sect were here, Lin Xiao would definitely die even if he had three heads and six arms.