Soul Devouring Sword Master

Phew! Phew!

Lin Xiao raised his sword and lowered it. In the flash of sword light, the heads of these Lei Sect disciples were missing, and the whole army was wiped out.

"Who else wants a god-level treasure? Come and get it!"

Lin Xiao's cold eyes swept around, and everyone couldn't help but shudder and quickly retreated.

Only now did they know how terrifying Lin Xiao's strength was. Even if the opponent had a god-level treasure on him, he still had to die to get it.

For a moment, the originally aggressive crowd seemed to have been poured cold water on them. They all showed fear and retreated one after another.

"Son, hand over the divine treasure!"

At this moment, a cold shout rang out, and another group of people rushed from a distance. Apparently, they also heard the news that Lin Xiao was here.

Before he finished speaking, a strong aura surged in, causing everyone to quickly make way for another path.

A group of people flew in. These people all wore the same badges on their chests. Many warriors present recognized that this was the badge of the Wang family.

"You are Lin Xiao, huh, keep the god-level treasure, and I will keep your whole body!"

The leader, a tall young man, snorted coldly. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his aura was rising. He was obviously a half-step saint.

Next to this tall young man, there is another person who looks similar to the former. The fluctuations in combat power he exudes are also half-step to the holy realm.

"It's Wang Huo and Wang Bing, two talented masters from the Wang family, second-tier talents, much stronger than the Half-Step Saint Realm!"

Someone recognized the two men.

But at this time, the expressions on everyone's faces were a little strange.

If Wang Huo and his gang had come before Lin Xiao took action, everyone would have thought that Lin Xiao was going to die. But now, in the eyes of everyone, Wang Huo and his gang were here to kill people.

"Brother Huo, leave quickly. You are no match for him. Leave quickly!"

Around him, several Wang family disciples shouted repeatedly.

"Hmph, I'm no match for this guy. You guys have been kicked in the head by a donkey. Below the Holy Realm, I, Wang Huo, am no match for anyone. Watch carefully and see how I take off this guy's head!"

Wang Huo smiled disdainfully, his words filled with incomparable confidence.

On the side, Wang Bing also didn't take it seriously.

"Brother Huo, this guy just used two swords to kill Di Yun of Lei Zong. Two swords. You are no match for him. Please retreat quickly."

At this time, the Wang family members shouted again.

"What, kill Di Yun with two swords!"

Hearing this, Wang Huo frowned.

He knew Di Yun's strength very well. He was not much different from him. Among the warriors in this secret realm, he was almost invincible. At most, some people were tied with him and were killed with just two swords. Wang Huo didn't believe it at all.

"It's true. Just now, everyone saw it with your own eyes!"

The man shouted again, and then pointed downwards, "That's Di Yun's body!"

Following the direction the man pointed, Wang Huo saw Lin Shang's corpse. There were many corpses on the ground. When he saw one of them, his pupils suddenly shrank. He immediately recognized that the man was Di Yun. Moreover, the corpse was chopped into two pieces.

It was well known that Di Yun's physical body was strong, but he died so simply, being cut open by a sword. This made the expression on Wang Huo's face freeze instantly, and then he realized that those words were most likely true.

But Wang Huo couldn't believe that someone could kill Di Yun with two swords. You must know that the warriors who entered this secret realm were all below the holy realm, and Di Yun's strength was already at the top level under the holy realm. How could anyone be so much better than him.

Could it be that the other party is a first-level talent?

Thinking of this, Wang Huo's face couldn't help but look a little solemn. Before this, he had never heard the name Lin Xiao. If the other party was really a talent at that level, it was impossible for him not to know. Could it be that Xianjian Mountain deliberately hid it?

No matter what, it was a fact that the opponent killed Di Yun, and Wang Huo's strength was equal to Di Yun. For a while, Wang Huo still didn't make a move. No matter how rare the god-level treasure was, he still had to have his life to get it.

"Wang Huo, with the strength of the two of us joining forces, plus the rest of the Wang family, we may not have no chance!"

Sensing Wang Huo's hesitation, Wang Bing on the side said.

"No, didn't you hear that? Di Yun was killed by that guy with two swords, just two swords. Even if we both attack at the same time, we don't have much chance of winning unless we add some masters."

Wang Huo frowned.

He glanced coldly at Wang Huo and the others. Since the other party didn't take action, Lin Xiao didn't take action either. In this case, he would make as few enemies as possible. Of course, the premise was that the other party didn't come to provoke him.

Lin Xiao walked out step by step, while the people around him kept retreating. The original encirclement of tens of feet became larger and larger. Everyone's faces showed fear, and no one dared to take action.