Soul Devouring Sword Master

"No——"

Puff!

In the unwilling roar, a golden light flashed in the field, piercing through the body of the Saint Envoy, and a trace of blood splashed.

With his head down, the Saint Envoy looked at the blood hole on his chest and fell with extreme unwillingness.

In the air, the light dissipated, and Lin Xiao's figure appeared.

At this moment, it seemed as if time and space had frozen, and there was a dead silence.

Everyone, those saints, the thin man, stared at the slowly falling corpse in the air, and there were turbulent waves in their hearts.

In the void, Lin Xiao tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, his eyes were still sharp, and the blood on his body gradually dissipated.

Just now, during the battle, his blood power did not actually drop so quickly. He deliberately controlled it and gathered the blood power in his palm, creating the illusion that the blood power dropped greatly.

The purpose was naturally to lure the two people to attack, and then wait for an opportunity to counterattack.

As expected, the other party was hit, and he successfully killed a Saint Envoy.

However, after using almost all of his blood power to kill the Saint Envoy, his blood power was really about to run out at this moment, and he was already at the end of his strength.

In the void, the blood light on Lin Xiao's body slowly dissipated, and the golden light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Cough cough...

Suddenly, Lin Xiao's body trembled, and he coughed up blood. His face became paler. Once the blood power was gone, his injuries became apparent, and they were even more serious than before.

Swish!

Lin Xiao turned around, stepped on his feet, and rushed in one direction.

"Where are you running!"

The thin man reacted quickly, with a murderous intent in his eyes, and chased after him.

In the back, the saints were still in a daze.

Counting this, he was already the third Saint Envoy.

When they came, there were a total of four Saint Envoys and more than a hundred Saints chasing Xiao Lin, but now, many brothers have died, not only three Saint Envoys have also fallen.

The opponent's cultivation level is only the fourth level of the Holy Spirit Realm. After all, when they challenged each other outside the city, Xiao Lin's cultivation level was only the third level of the Holy Spirit Realm, and he had just made a breakthrough.

But even if he was the fourth level of the Holy Spirit Realm, he killed three Holy Envoys. No matter what means he used, this talent and mind were absolutely terrible. The opponent not only cultivated a genius, but also made such a calm analysis in a desperate situation, and quickly and accurately found the most correct way to deal with it. This kind of mental quality is even more terrible.

It has to be said that this hunting operation suffered heavy losses. They were originally hunting them, but they were treated as prey. After all, Holy Envoys are not so easy to cultivate, not to mention that there are so many saints. Even if they can get rewards, they will lose a lot.

"Chase!"

Swish! Swish...

Seeing Lin Xiao escape with serious injuries, the thin man chased him, and the remaining saints also set off one by one and flew away.

Bang!

Lin Xiao stepped on the void and tried his best to fly forward.

"Son, today, you must die!"

The thin man's extremely cold voice came from the back, full of murderous intent, getting closer and closer.

Lin Xiao looked solemn. He was seriously injured and used too much spiritual energy. His injuries became more and more serious. He bled and his face became paler and paler.

In this case, Lin Xiao could use the spiritual pattern scroll, but he could only engrave low-level space spiritual patterns at present. The transmission distance was too short. After all, this holy envoy was a seventh-level cultivator in the Holy Spirit Realm, belonging to the upper third of the Holy Spirit Realm. He could catch up with him just by speed, which would only waste his mental energy. If it was a mid-level space spiritual pattern, it would be okay.

So, he had no choice but to run away.

"Son, don't struggle in vain, and die quickly!"

The thin man said coldly from the back, trying to break Lin Xiao's mind.

However, Lin Xiao, after all, had experienced life and death, and would definitely not be affected. He still flew forward, but his speed was getting slower and slower.

Not long after, under the pressure of his injuries, Lin Xiao had no choice but to fall on Lin's face and run in the mountains and forests.

"Haha, son, can't hold on any longer!"

The thin man smiled coldly and followed steadily behind, but he was not in a hurry to catch up and attack, but planned to wait for the opportunity, wait until the opponent was exhausted, and then attack.

It was also along the way that Lin Xiao brought him too much shock. Whether it was the blood sword, the ferocious monster, or the power of blood, all kinds of things, they had lost three holy envoys on their side, and he was the last one left. He must be extremely cautious and didn't want to follow the footsteps of those few people. He was cautious.

Always keeping a distance from Lin Xiao, the thin man followed slowly behind.

Lin Xiao's speed was getting slower and slower, his steps were a little staggering, and his body was bleeding. All the way, the ground was covered with blood.

Not long after, Lin Xiao's face was sweating, coughing up blood, his face was as pale as snow, his steps were weak, and finally he accidentally fell to the ground, propped himself up, and continued to walk forward, but he didn't go far before he fell to the ground again.

After several times, Lin Xiao was finally exhausted and fell to the ground, unable to stand up again. He had really used up all his strength.

At this moment, Lin Xiao was still holding a jade talisman in his hand, ready to crush it at any time.

It had to be said that facing the pursuit of four holy envoys and hundreds of saints, he could hold on until now, and even killed many masters of the other side, which was already a miracle.

But after all, his cultivation was not enough, and miracles could not be performed every time. At this moment, he was seriously injured, bleeding to death, and had no power to resist.