Soul Devouring Sword Master

Uh-huh!

After dodging the attack, Lin Xiao dodged and flew away at full speed.

"Want to run!"

Zhao Heng's eyes turned cold, and the demonic energy around his body surged, turning into a streak of demonic light, and he chased after him as fast as he could.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Ya set off, and a flash of fire flashed past and disappeared.

Seeing this, others also started to move.

"Son, hand over the Demonic Death Lotus and I will spare your life!"

From behind, Zhao Heng's cold voice came.

Lin Xiao turned a deaf ear and flew forward as fast as possible.

"Things that don't know whether to live or die!"

Zhao Heng's eyes flashed with murderous intent and he followed closely.

Although Lin Xiao increased his speed to the limit, Zhao Heng was faster than him, and as time passed, the distance between the two sides continued to shrink.

Soon, the distance between the two sides was shortened to dozens of feet, reaching Zhao Heng's attack range.

"Let's see how long you can run!"

A cold light flashed in Zhao Heng's eyes, and he opened his palm, and the cold flames were burning. Zhao Heng pushed out his palm, and a burning black fire shot out, and the air was twisted wherever it passed.

"It's now!"

The moment Zhao Heng took action, relying on the powerful perception of the spirit pattern master, Lin Xiao quickly dodged to the side and narrowly missed Ming Yan.

The cold flames burned away a corner of Lin Xiao's clothes.

The next moment, Lin Xiao suddenly turned around and pointed his sword at a distance.

laugh!

A sharp blast of air sounded, and a sharp sword light was seen flying out.

Since the distance between the two sides was only a few dozen feet, when Zhao Heng reacted, the flying sword was already less than ten feet away from him, which was half the blink of an eye.

But Zhao Heng didn't panic at all. He really didn't expect the opponent's sudden use of the flying sword. The flying sword was fast and flexible, but it also had a fatal flaw, that is, its power was limited.

boom!

Without any time to think, Zhao Heng struck out with a palm almost reflexively.

Even without the help of Ming Yan, Zhao Heng was confident that even if the flying sword could pass through his palm, it would not be able to break through his defense. The demon clan, the proud demon body, was by no means a mere name.

Because Zhao Heng's palm was too hasty and not very powerful, it was penetrated by the flying sword. However, at this time, the flying sword also consumed more than half of its power due to the force of the palm, and its power was greatly reduced.

"hehe!"

Zhao Heng sneered and let the flying sword strike him.

With a bang, the flying sword broke directly as if it hit a steel plate.

"Haha, son, it's too silly to use a flying sword to sneak attack, not to mention the level of your flying sword is too low, it's broken metal, you want to hurt me!"

Zhao Heng sneered disdainfully, but the next moment, a thin light sword suddenly flew out from the broken sword body.

The sudden scene caught Zhao Heng by surprise. He did not expect that this sword actually had a hidden secret. Of course, even if he could imagine it, he would not be able to react at such a short distance.

The lightsaber flashed away and struck Zhao Heng's eyebrows instantly.

In an instant, Zhao Hengru was struck by lightning, his body trembled suddenly and he almost fell down.

"Forehead..."

With a muffled groan, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Zhao Heng's mouth, and his face turned pale.

"Success!"

Lin Xiao's eyes flashed, and the next moment, he stepped on his feet, turned around and ran away as fast as possible.

"asshole!"

Zhao Heng clenched his fists and wanted to chase, but his body was trembling uncontrollably and he was sweating profusely.

There was no way, as a member of the Fire Demon clan, although his body was strong, his soul was the same as that of an ordinary warrior. The sword just killed his soul. As we all know, the soul and the body are the foundation of a warrior. In comparison, the soul is more important. It is the seat of consciousness. If the body is gone, there is still a chance to recast or replace it. Once the soul disappears, it is equivalent to

This person has perished. The souls of most warriors are very fragile, but the souls are also hidden in the body of the warrior and are difficult to be attacked unless there are some special means, but such means are very rare, and unless the soul power is

There is talent, otherwise it would be difficult to master.

What Zhao Heng didn't expect was that Lin Xiao would actually use this method. The lightsaber didn't seem to be very powerful, but when it landed on his fragile soul, he still suffered serious injuries.

Moreover, the soul's endurance is very weak. A slight injury will affect the warrior's reaction and actions. If the injury is more serious, whether he can move will be a problem. In more serious cases, it may even lead to dementia. At this time, Zhao Heng's situation is between the first and the second. If he takes action by force, he can still act, but his combat power will be greatly reduced. Moreover, he is not sure whether Lin Xiao can still There is such an attack, if

Another blow to his soul would put him in danger.

This is also the terrifying thing about soul attacks. A little damage can have a great impact on the warrior.

Looking at Lin Xiao's leaving figure, Zhao Heng clenched his fists with a look of reluctance. He didn't expect that after finally waiting for the magic lotus to mature, someone else would steal it away from him. At this time, Wu Ya chased after him and saw Zhao Heng standing there, but Lin Xiao had disappeared, and his face was full of confusion.