Soul Devouring Sword Master

"Trust me, everyone will get out alive!"

Lin Xiao held the hilt of the sword tightly and gave everyone a firm look, "Believe me, I will protect you!"

"Junior Brother Lin, with your words, everyone will die without regrets. We will find a way to help you escape later!"

Jiang Mengyu said.

"That's right, Junior Brother Lin, don't let down everyone's trust. You are the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, the hope for its future rise."

Jiang Yidao.

Lin Xiao naturally knew what the plan was, but he would never allow this to happen. He was about to say something.

"What a bunch of trash, there are so many people, and I can't even kill any of them!"

The thin old man said coldly that he originally thought that it was just a matter of killing a few Ten Thousand Blood Sect disciples and that he did not need to take action. But now it seems that he still underestimated the strength of the opponent, especially Xiao Lin, whose combat power was stronger than he thought.

But it doesn't matter, as long as he is here, the outcome has already been determined.

Before he finished speaking, he saw the thin old man's palm raised, and then suddenly pressed down.

Immediately, in the void, a giant palm of vitality condensed out and went towards Lin Xiao and others to suppress them.

Terrifying pressure suddenly came. Before the palm prints fell, the ground below was already cracking, and the cracks quickly spread in all directions.

The elders and disciples of the nearby Holy Sect retreated one after another.

"Junior Brother Lin, leave quickly!"

Jiang Mengyu and others looked at each other with a look of determination.

bump!

With a step of his foot, Lin Xiao rushed up and faced the palm print alone.

"Junior brother Lin, come back quickly, don't go!"

Immediately, the faces of Jiang Mengyu and others changed and they shouted quickly.

"war!"

In the void, Lin Xiao turned into a bright bloody sword light and rushed upward. The sharp sword light tore through the air, causing a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

At this moment, Lin Xiao exploded with all his strength, his muscles bulged, his golden eyes were bright, and the sword light was surrounded by three colors of energy, which were the three original powers of wind, thunder and fire. Coupled with the sword intention, the blood on his body shone brightly, and the God of War was empty. Shadow light rushed, and all the power burst out to the limit.

At this time, the giant palm of vitality fell down and directly met the bloody sword light.

From a distance, it looks like a palm is slapping a firefly. How can a little firefly light shake a power that is countless times greater than it?

Many disciples and elders of the holy disciples sneered, saying that they are underestimating their own capabilities.

Jiang Mengyu and the others were staring at the sky, clenching their hands, their hearts almost in their throats.

Bang! !

A loud bang resounded through the air.

Immediately, a raging wave of energy rolled out, and circles of shock waves spread, making the void tremble endlessly.

boom!

There was an explosion, and a sword light fell straight down, crashing to the ground like a meteorite.

Boom! !

The ground shook violently, creating a deep crater, gravel flying, dust flying, and ferocious cracks covering hundreds of feet in radius.

"Lin Xiao!"

"Junior brother!"

Jiang Mengyu and others were distraught and yelled at the sword

"Don't worry, you will be on the road with him soon!"

The thin old man smiled coldly, raised his palm again, and was about to take action.

bump!

In the deep pit, a figure rushed up and then crashed to the ground. It was Lin Dan.

At this moment, Lin Xiao was covered in blood, with cracks appearing on his body, but the aura on his body had not diminished at all. His fighting spirit was still strong in his pair of bright golden eyes, and the shadow of the God of War above his head remained standing.

"Lin Xiao!"

Jiang Mengyu and others were surprised, then happy.

"Good boy, you are the one who can hold my palm without death!"

The thin old man narrowed his eyes. Although he only used 30% of his strength in that palm strike, even a warrior at the third level of the Yuanhai Realm would be beaten into a pulp. However, the opponent was still able to stand up and had fighting strength. Still there, which really surprised him.

But so what?

"It's just an extra palm!"

The thin old man looked dismissively, and his palms trembled. Suddenly, he was about to press the palms of Jiang Mengyu and others, but suddenly turned and suppressed Lin Xiao.

"Junior brother Lin!"

The expressions of Jiang Mengyu and others changed. They looked at each other with a look of determination. They flashed and ran directly towards the thin old man, intending to self-destruct and die together with him.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

However, at this moment, dozens of auras erupted and stopped in front of them. The next moment, more than a dozen third-level Yuanhai realms took action at the same time.

"kill!"

Jiang Mengyu and others' expressions were condensed, and they tried their best to break out, even if one of them could rush over.

However, at this moment, they were all injured, not to mention these opponents. In just a few moves, they vomited blood and retreated wildly, adding to their injuries.

boom! boom!

At this time, two auras burst out and rushed out, killing Li Tie and Shi Hao.

At this moment, Li Tie and Shi Hao were at the end of their strength and covered in blood. They were facing each other back to back. Seeing each other coming to kill them, they simply closed their eyes and pointed their fingers at the Dantian.

"Shi Hao, Li Tie!"

Jiang Mengyu and Jiang Yi's expressions changed greatly. They wanted to help, but they were unable to protect themselves and were unable to help.

"Brother!"

Lin Xiao's roar came from the distance. At this moment, he was covered in blood and his eyes were about to burst. Could it be that everyone was really going to die here, in front of him?

What about his promise?