Soul Devouring Sword Master

"Just now, did you injure my two senior brothers?"

Lin Xiao walked over slowly and looked directly at the young man in white.

"So what, these two guys are really rubbish. Is it because you members of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect are all so vulnerable? Why, do you still want to take action?"

The young man in white sneered, not noticing the cold murderous look on Lin Xiao's face. Since this person was the junior brother of the two guys just now, his strength must not be as good as those two, so he didn't take it seriously at all.

"Fight as you like, I'll take care of you if anything happens!"

At this time, Murong Shi suddenly said from behind.

"Hmph, bitch, you are really brave, just by——"

bump!

Before the young man in white finished speaking, his pupils suddenly shrank.

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

Bang!

Before he could react, a fist had already hit the young man in white's stomach.

puff! !

A column of blood spurted out wildly. The young man in white's face was distorted, his eyes were bulging, and his whole body was bent like a shrimp.

The solid wall, which was several meters thick, plus a private room, was directly punched through by Lin Xiao, and his fist flew out of the restaurant with the body of the young man in white.

The huge movement immediately attracted many people.

In the restaurant, many warriors opened the windows and looked outside. They were used to seeing strong winds and flooding, so they did not panic and run away, but were rather curious and excited.

"Who is it? You dare to fight in Xuancheng, you are so brave!"

"The law enforcement team will be here soon!"

"Wait a minute, that person seems to be Lin Xiao! I just came out of Jiuxuan Palace, and it's him!"

"What, Lin Xiao, who just defeated seven palaces in Jiuxuan Palace? It's him?"

"Let me see..."

For a moment, many people on the street outside the restaurant looked up, and noisy discussions filled the streets.

Bang!

There was only a roar, and the young man in white was punched high into the sky by Lin Xiao again. He hunched over and vomited blood, with a look of horror on his face.

At this moment, he realized that this seemingly young disciple of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect was much stronger than he thought, and they were not on the same level at all.

"Don't, don't fight, I admit defeat, I admit defeat..."

The young man in white said in fear, blood was pouring from his mouth, and his voice was a little unclear.

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xiao punched him in the stomach again.

Amidst the screams, the young man in white soared up again.

"Senior Brother Wei!"

Several other disciples of the Holy Sect were shocked to see the young man in white being beaten so miserably through the holes in the wall.

"Damn it, make him stop!"

One of the dark-faced young men glanced at Murong Shi and others, "Otherwise, I will be rude to you!"

Buzz! Buzz!

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the spiritual pattern scroll in Murong Shi's hand flashing with light, and invisible fist light blasting out.

puff! puff!

Blood spurted out wildly, and in an instant, these holy disciples smashed into the wall, screamed and fell out of the restaurant, falling on the street, wailing.

"court death!"

Murong Shi said lightly.

Outside, Lin Xiao still didn't stop. He deliberately suppressed his strength. Every punch was aimed at the opponent's stomach and face, not the vital parts. After dozens of consecutive punches, the opponent had already soared thousands of meters, and his blood had been vomited dry. It's gall water.

Bang!

Lin Xiao kicked the opponent in the face with his last kick. The teeth of the young man in white were mixed with blood and water splashing, and he fell straight to the ground.

At this moment, the young man in white had almost been beaten unconscious. He only felt that his head was swollen. When the cold wind came up, he realized that he was falling to the ground at a high speed. His swollen pig-headed face could hardly be opened. His eyes suddenly widened.

"Wochao, please reach me, reach me..."

The teeth of the young man in white were smashed, and his words were leaked. Seeing him falling freely, he quickly used his sword with all his strength.

"Senior Brother Wei, don't be afraid, we will pick you up!"

On the street, the few holy disciples stood up with difficulty and hurriedly ran to where the young man in white was falling, while others on the street laughed and backed away.

"Enough for me, enough for me..."

The young man in white yelled. Seeing that he was only a few hundred meters away from the ground, the biting cold wind blew his hair straight upward.

"Senior Brother Wei, don't worry, we will catch you!"

Several disciples of the Holy Sect hurriedly ran in one direction, arms raised, staring closely at the whereabouts of the young man in white.

"Senior Brother Wei, I caught you!"

A disciple of the Holy Disciple who was running at the front yelled. He was just one step away from reaching the destination, but suddenly he accidentally fell down.

The young man in white looked ashen.

Boom!

The young man in white fell to the ground violently, as if half the street was shaken. His whole body was embedded in the stone slab, and the cracks spread.

The few saint disciples who were about to arrive paused in their steps and looked stiff.