Soul Devouring Sword Master

"Hey, what are you two doing! It's so outrageous in broad daylight."

Suddenly, a rough voice came.

Lin Xiao's body stiffened, and Murong Shi suddenly opened his eyes like a frightened deer.

The two turned around and saw an old man with his hands on his hips, holding a broom, looking at them.

"Holy shit!"

In Lin Xiao's mind, ten thousand plants and horses were galloping past, and he quickly pulled Murong Shi to stand up. He couldn't help shouting in his heart, "Old man, your uncle's, couldn't you have come a few seconds later?"

The two of them left quickly.

"These young people these days are really getting more and more outrageous."

The old man shook his head and swept away the fallen leaves.

After being interrupted twice in a row, both of them lost interest and walked hand in hand on the road.

"You have so many uncles and aunties who clean Jiuxuan Palace. They are everywhere."

Lin Xiao couldn't help complaining that two good things in a row were ruined, which made him extremely depressed.

"That's not good. It saves you from doing bad things to me, huh."

Murong Shi said.

"Forget it, let's go to the square and have a look."

Lin Xiaodao.

The two walked towards the square together.

"Senior brother, senior sister!"

Soon, Lin Xiao pulled Murong Shi to the square.

Many people's attention fell on the battlefield, and not many people saw them.

"You're back so soon, Junior Brother Lin,"

Shi Hao grinned and moved his gaze to Murong Shi next to him. His eyes lit up and he ran over quickly. He stretched out his fat palms, straightened his back as much as possible, and said in a straight tone, "Hello, I am Shi Hao!"

"My name is Murong Shi."

Murong Shi smiled faintly and was about to shake hands with Shi Hao when a hand suddenly reached out and took Murong Shi's hand.

"Hello, I am Lin Xiao's senior sister, Jiang Mengyu."

Jiang Mengyu smiled.

Shi Hao looked embarrassed, his hand froze in place, and he had no choice but to withdraw it depressedly.

"Li Tie!"

"Jiang Yi!"

Li Tie and Jiang Yi also came over to say hello.

"This is my girlfriend, Murong Shi. I believe everyone has heard of her, so I don't need to introduce her too much."

Lin Xiao said with a smile, hugging Murong Shi with his face full of happiness, which made Jiang Mengyu's eyes flashed with a flash of darkness, which was fleeting.

"Oh, I really envy you, Junior Brother Lin. You are extremely talented, handsome, and have such a beautiful wife. Oh, why don't you let others live!"

Shi Hao wailed, then took out a large leg of lamb and took two bites.

"Senior Brother Jiang, what's going on now?"

Lin Xiao's eyes fell on the battlefield and asked.

"The exchange match is already halfway through. The seven palace disciples on the Jiuxuan Palace side have been injured, and the disciples who have come up are all average in strength. They have not won a single round so far. Our side has won three rounds, and the Holy Sect and Mogu, each won eight games, and the current champion on the stage is a master from Mogu, nicknamed Green Demon Hand Zhang Lan.”

Jiang Yidao.

"According to Zhang Lan, he is ranked sixth among the top ten devils in the Demon Valley. His combat power is at the ninth level of Yuanhai Realm, and he has won three consecutive victories."

Li Tie added, "But none of the top experts from the Demon Valley and the top five demons came."

"There is also the Holy Sect. Among the eight Holy Sons, the top five Holy Sons are not here either!"

Jiang Mengyu said.

"It's normal. It is estimated that those top masters are still training outside. I'm afraid they will only show up at martial arts festivals,"

Lin Xiaowu nodded to himself, and then he remembered something, "By the way, Jiuxuan Palace has nine palaces, Demon Valley has ten devils, and the Holy Sect has eight saints. Then our Ten Thousand Blood Sect..."

"Our Ten Thousand Blood Sect also has seven sect disciples, but two of them are still training outside and have not returned, and one is in retreat in the sect. Today there are only four here, all of whom are top masters among the younger generation of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect."

Jiang Mengyu said.

"It's the Seventh Sect, but it's far behind the other three major forces."

Shi Hao suddenly sighed and said, "Even Senior Brother Luo Ying, the head of the seven sects, may not be the opponent of the top five demons in the Demon Valley, let alone the stronger holy sects. In previous martial arts competitions, The top rankings in Donghuang are basically monopolized by these two forces."

"But fortunately, Junior Brother Lin is here,"

Jiang Yi sighed, "With Junior Brother Lin's current strength, only Senior Brother Luo Ying, among the seven eldest sons of our Ten Thousand Blood Sect, can compare with you. Maybe a year from now, you will be stronger than him."

"Yes, Junior Brother Lin, you have every hope that you can strive for a high ranking at the martial arts event in a year's time, top twenty, or even top ten. It's not without hope."

Jiang Mengyu nodded.

"Is it just the top ten?"

Lin Xiao was startled. He thought that the strength he showed just now was already very strong. Of course, he did not know much about the strength of those demons and saints.

"The top ten is already very good, Junior Brother Lin,"

Li Tiedao said, "In the rankings of Donghuang in previous martial arts competitions, the best result of our Ten Thousand Blood Sect was only twenty-five. It was still the best result achieved by Senior Brother Luo Ying. In the past, we were almost always at the bottom."

"The main reason is that the masters of the Holy Sect and the Demon Valley are too strong. The Eight Saint Sons and the Ten Demon Sons account for nearly a dozen places, and the spirit pattern masters of the Jiuxuan Palace are also very strong. In addition, our Ten Thousand Blood Sect before They are all targeted by these forces, so their results are very bad every time.”

Jiang Yidao.

"Is that so?"

Lin Xiao's eyes looked thoughtful.