Soul Devouring Sword Master

A battle platform attracted many people's attention.

On it, a young man in blood-stained clothes stood calmly with his hands behind his back.

Facing the other three people, he yawned lazily: "Don't waste time, get out of here."

If someone else said this, they would only be considered arrogant, but when this person said it, many people felt that it was natural.

Just because he was Xue Tu, the top genius of the bloodthirsty clan, and the favorite to win the Thousand Saints List this time.

"Why don't we admit defeat? I heard that this guy is very strong!"

One person whispered, full of fear.

"Hmph, no matter how strong he is, the three of us may not have no chance if we join forces. After all, you and I are geniuses of the Blood God Palace. If we flee without fighting, it will become a joke!"

Another tall young man snorted coldly.

"Yes, as disciples of the Blood God Palace, we would rather lose than run away!"

A round-faced young man said in a deep voice.

After hesitating for a while, the first man gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's do it!"

"You little rats, why don't you get out of here quickly? You are not qualified to die in my hands yet!"

Xue Tu crossed his arms and said indifferently.

"Don't be so arrogant, come on!"

The tall young man roared and rushed towards Xue Tu.

The other two followed closely.

Xue Tu shook his head helplessly and said to himself, "Why is the rubbish so confident? It would be better for him to get out of here by himself, but he has to compete with me. Isn't it good to live well? Why do you have to destroy yourself?"

As he said that, Xue Tu's eyes were bloodshot and he smiled grimly, "Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill your wish!"

"Heavenly fire spreads all over the prairie!"

The tall young man took the lead, and a burning bird on his head screamed, and endless flames spewed out. On the bird, there was a dark golden chakra.

Almost at the same time, the other two also used their own blood martial arts.

Xue Tu stood coldly, spread out his palm, and the surging blood condensed into a blood-colored energy ball.

Bang!

Xue Tu gently squeezed, and the blood ball exploded, and then it was wiped forward.

A blood light, like a rose in the dark night, quietly bloomed.

In silence, the attacks of the three people were wiped out.

"What!"

The faces of the three tall young men changed drastically, and they were terrified.

The strongest attacks of the three of them were so easily resolved by the other party, which shows how big the gap in their strength is.

"I admit..."

The tall young man spoke without hesitation, wanting to admit defeat.

But the next moment, he was horrified to find that he was lying on the ground.

Looking closely, there was a half body standing in front of him, as if it was cut in half, and blood was gushing out like a fountain.

"How could it be..."

The tall young man opened his eyes wide and died.

The other two were the same.

Sisi...

All around, there was a sound of sucking in cold air.

Then there was a burst of exclamation.

"Good, so strong, worthy of being the strongest genius of the bloodthirsty clan!"

"One move, no, it's not even a move, just raising his hand casually, he killed three supreme saints, and they are three supreme first-grade bloodlines!"

"Strong, so strong that it makes people despair!"

Everyone was talking about it, and there was an uproar.

Xue Tu looked indifferent, and walked through the three corpses. The corpses quickly shrank, and strands of blood and energy flowed into Xue Tu's body.

As the leader of the bloodthirsty clan, the Blood God nodded with satisfaction, as if looking at a carefully crafted work of art, "The top of the Thousand Saints List this year must be Xue Tu."

"Jian Qiu, what do you think?"

The God of War clan, Chu Zhongtian looked at the handsome young man next to him.

Chu Jianqiu folded his arms and narrowed his eyes: "He is a very strong opponent. It is hard to say how strong he is."

Chu Zhongtian said softly: "This Xue Tu is known as the strongest genius in the history of the bloodthirsty clan. He is deeply cultivated and respected by the Blood God. But in the final analysis, the cultivation method of the bloodthirsty clan is too bloody and evil. Even if the strength is improved quickly, it is easy to lose your heart and become a bloodthirsty beast. I think the spirit of this Xue Tu is a bit abnormal."

On the side of the Undead Clan, the patriarch looked at the thin old man next to him: "Wuwo, what do you think of this Xue Tu."

Zhao Wuwo looked indifferent: "He is very strong, but I can beat him!"

"Okay, just be confident!"

The patriarch smiled faintly.

"Three saints were killed instantly, and this Xue Tu didn't seem to take it seriously! I'm afraid his strength is far above the saints!"

Lin Xiao looked deep: "It's really strong, no wonder he is called the favorite to win the championship."