Soul Devouring Sword Master

Roar!

The four monster beasts let out mournful screams, and the next moment, they collapsed into pieces.

At the same time, the spiritual pattern totem in the sky also shattered and dissipated.

Tap tap tap...

The four of them, Zhao and Wen, stepped on the void and stepped back, shocked.

It is unimaginable that when the four of them join forces, none of the four fifth-level spiritual pattern masters are hostile to each other. It is simply unbelievable. The strength of the other party is definitely above the fourth level of the Holy Spirit Realm.

Uh-huh! Whoa...

At this time, a gust of wind blew from far to near, quickly approaching here.

The leader was a bright spear light, which shot towards him quickly. The light dissipated, and a slender and tall figure appeared, holding a spear and standing majestically. It was Zhang Feng.

Behind him were a group of disciples of the Holy Sect, arriving one after another.

boom!

Immediately afterwards, the place suddenly darkened. Looking into the distance, it seemed as if a dark cloud was coming. Looking closely, there were figures in black robes, with demonic energy surging all over their bodies, blocking the sun.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several black shadows and flashes of magic light came first. It was the three young men in black robes from the Demon Valley. As soon as they appeared, they stared at Lin Xiao with murderous intent flashing in their eyes.

Suddenly, Lin Xiao's face darkened.

Originally, he wanted to get away from these people as soon as possible and find a place to refine the dragon soul fruit, but these people were stalking and chasing him. Now, he wants to leave, but he may not have a chance.

It seems that the only option is to go on a killing spree!

Click! Click!

Lin Xiao clicked his fingers, twisted his neck, and held the Spirit-Swallowing Sword in his hand. Cold murderous intent flowed from his cold eyes.

If you want to fight, then fight happily!

Since you want to kill, then kill with all your heart!

"Son, you can't handle a treasure like the Dragon Soul Fruit. Give it to me quickly and I will save you from death!"

Zhang Feng held a spear in his hand, pointed the tip at Lin Xiao, and spoke coldly. From his tone, it seemed as if Lin Xiao's life was already in his hands.

"Hurry up and hand over the Dragon Soul Fruit. You bastard, you dare to take advantage of us and steal the Dragon Soul Fruit. Hand it over quickly, I can give you a good time!"

"Demon Valley," a young man in black robe said coldly, with demonic energy surging around his body, and cold murderous intent shooting out of his eyes.

"hehe!"

Lin Xiao sneered, "Dragon Soul Fruit is for those who are able to get it. How can you 'steal' it? Is this Dragon Soul Tree planted by your family? In a word, I will decide on this Dragon Soul Fruit. Please advise." Just tell me, get out now, it’s still too late!”

"You are so impudent, you dare to talk back to a shameless bastard, a despicable ant. You are right. The Dragon Soul Fruit can be obtained by those who are able. A weak ant like you is not qualified to have it at all. It is just relying on some crooked ways. , I was lucky enough to take away the Dragon Soul Fruit, do you really think you are very capable?"

Zhang Feng scolded, with a look of ridicule on his face. In his opinion, he could kill the opponent with just a flip of his hand. He was just an ant from the Ten Thousand Blood Sect. The entire Ten Thousand Blood Sect, except for one Li Xuan, had some feelings for him. Except for threats, he ignored everyone else.

"Stop talking nonsense to this loser and kill him first. Then, whoever gets the Dragon Soul Fruit will depend on his or her ability, okay?"

Demon Valley, the young man in black robe said coldly.

"Okay, he's just a piece of trash. Killing him will only dirty my hands. Wang Yong, I'll leave it to you!"

Zhang Feng dismissed it.

"Yes, Senior Brother Zhang!"

As he spoke, a sturdy young man stepped out. His body was as strong as an iron tower, with bulging muscles that were black and shiny, like iron lumps.

This man exuded powerful spiritual energy fluctuations, his eyes were as bright as lightning, and he was clearly at the third level of the Holy Spirit Realm.

Seeing this scene, Jiuxuan Palace, Zhao Wen and others had strange expressions on their faces. Having just fought against Lin Xiao, they knew very well that the latter's strength was definitely above the fourth level of the Holy Spirit Realm.

"Zhang Feng, this person is not weak, why don't we join forces to kill him!"

Zhao Wen said in a deep voice.

"Haha, are you kidding? You're just an ant."

Zhang Feng shook his head, smiled, and said nonchalantly, "Go, Wang Yong, kill him quickly!"

"yes!"

bump!

Before he finished speaking, Wang Yong strode toward Lin Xiao with lightning-like eyes and an imposing aura, "Son, do you want to kill it yourself, or let me do it myself!"

Hearing this, Lin Xiao shook his head, why are there always some inexplicably confident idiots in this world.

"Since you don't understand current affairs, don't blame me for being cruel——"

As he stood there, Wang Yong's pupils suddenly shrank.

Because at this time, Lin Xiao had disappeared from where he was.

"So fast!"

Without any time to think, Wang Yong reacted quickly and punched forward.

Almost at the same time, Lin Xiao appeared in front of him and punched him as well.

Bang! !

In an instant, the two fists met and hit each other hard.

With a loud noise, energy surged wildly and the void shook. Centered at the intersection of the two fists, the energy rolled and turned into a circular shock wave that spread out.

Click!

The next moment, the sound of broken bones was heard, followed closely by the scream of a sword.

However, surprisingly, the one who screamed was none other than Wang Yong.

puff! !

Squirting out a mouthful of blood, Wang Yong was directly overturned by the force and flew backwards like a broken sack. His entire arm was broken into slag and bloody.

On the other side, Lin Xiao stood steadily, motionless as a mountain, unscathed.