Soul Devouring Sword Master

"People from the Ten Thousand Blood Sect!"

When this person approached, the young man with the scar recognized the logo on the other person's clothes at a glance. His expression suddenly became condensed, and he quickly stood up and grabbed the handle of the knife at his waist.

Almost at the same time, other people stood up one after another, their breaths circulating, and their faces alert.

In the past, when they met the disciples of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, they had never reacted like this. They all had a joking attitude, as if a cat saw a mouse, even a little excited, and often, they could easily kill their opponents.

But the young man who suddenly appeared in front of them and walked towards them gave them a very dangerous feeling. Although there was only one person, it gave them inexplicable pressure.

This pressure comes from the murderous aura in him. Only when his hands are covered with blood and he has killed countless people can he have such aura.

Obviously, this guy's strength is by no means ordinary, and he is different from the disciples of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect they encountered before.

"Son, I advise you to stop immediately, otherwise, we will not be polite!"

The young man with the scar said coldly, but his face was slightly condensed. The opponent's momentum made him feel inexplicably flustered and fearful. He didn't want to fight with the opponent unless necessary.

But the other party seemed not to hear it and continued to walk closer and closer.

"Since you want to die, I will help you! Come on!"

The scarred young man shouted loudly, his aura suddenly erupted, his cultivation at the eighth level of the Holy Spirit Realm was fully revealed, and he took the lead to take action.

boom! boom!

Immediately afterwards, others broke out one after another and rushed out at the same time.

In the past, when meeting the disciples of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, they would rarely attack at the same time. They would usually send several people, or even one person to attack, to practice with these people, but now, they all attack at the same time, obviously, they are very afraid of each other.

Many times, a person's strength does not need to be revealed too much. It can be seen just from his momentum.

"kill!"

"Tiger roaring in the forest!"

Taking the lead, the young man with the scar was the first to kill, leaped up in the air, and slashed out with his sword. This time, he did not hold back at all and went all out.

A tiger roar was heard, the sound shook the forest, and the shadow of a fierce tiger came out with a sword wrapped around it.

boom! boom!

At the same time, others also took action with all their strength.

At this time, the black-robed figure kept its pace and came slowly, turning a blind eye to these attacks.

Until these attacks came, the black-robed figure still did not dodge or fight back, allowing these attacks to pass through his body.

"Afterimage!"

Suddenly, the young man with the scar and others looked condensed.

"No, hurry up -"

The young man with the scar had just opened his mouth, but before he could finish his words, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes. The next moment, everything in his sight turned upside down, the head fell to the ground, and blood spattered three feet.

Phew! Phew!

Almost at the same time, a sword light flashed across the field. Not only the scarred youth, but also the heads of other people flew up almost at the same time, with blood gushing out.

"ah!"

The only remaining disciple of the Holy Sect saw the heads of the companions around him flying up instantly and blood spurting out. He was so frightened that he screamed and sat down on the ground.

"You guys know which city to go to to help!"

At some point, the sword blade touched the neck of this holy disciple, and the man in black robe said coldly.

"I, I can tell you, but you, you have to promise to let me go."

"Bargain, then go die now!"

As he moved, the strength of the sword increased, making the disciples look horrified, "Don't, don't kill me, me, me."

"Ming, we are going to the southeast, a city thirty thousand miles away to help. Over there, the Holy Sect and the Demon Valley are joining forces to capture a large city."

"When to attack."

"About noon."

"Is there any secret code?"

"There's no code. I've told you everything I know. Just let me go."

"I'm not letting you go."

"What, you-"

Phew!

A wisp of sword energy penetrated the holy disciple's eyebrows and he fell to the ground.

The man in black robe is naturally Lin Dan

This is already the second month of his experience.

During this period, he eliminated countless similar teams, or even squadrons, and countless Holy Sect and Demon Valley disciples who died under his hands. Today, they just happened to meet each other, so this team is unlucky.

After collecting these Rao Najie, Lin Xiao came to the campfire, picked up a complete leg of lamb, and started to chew on it. At the same time, he turned over his hands and took out a wine bottle, eating and drinking at the same time.

After having enough wine and food, he took out a map, determined the location of which city, and set off immediately.

Second, Lin Xiao arrived near the city when there were still two hours at noon.

Outside the Ice City, the armies of the Holy Sect and the Demon Valley have gathered, and their numbers are still increasing. On the Ice City, defenses have also been set up.

The atmosphere is quiet, but there is a hidden turmoil, and the situation is tense and about to explode.

Obviously, Holy Sect and Demon Valley are still waiting for more people to gather in order to launch an attack.

"I didn't expect that the Holy Sect and the Demon Valley would join forces to attack the city. The combined manpower of both sides is quite large."

Hiding in the canopy of a big tree in the distance, Lin Xiao looked solemn. At a glance, there were at least three to four thousand people, most of whom were Holy Spirit realm warriors. At the forefront of the team, holy envoys could be seen everywhere, even three-star warriors. There are many holy envoys, not to mention three-star magic envoys.

"During the Battle of the Ice and Fire Tomb, the Holy Sect and the Demon Valley suffered heavy losses. It seems that these people should have been transferred from the headquarters."

Lin Xiao thought.