Soul Devouring Sword Master

Soon, the first group of battles ended, and the second group came up.

Half a day later, it was finally Lin Xiao's turn.

Coincidentally, his opponent was from the God of War clan again.

This was a tall young man, carrying a huge sword on his back, with his hands on his chest, sharp eyes, and a strong aura.

Unlike Chu Liang before, the tall young man came up and did not say a word, and went straight to the fight.

"Get out of here!"

The tall young man shouted coldly, his blood boiling, and the giant sword slashed across the sky, and a huge sword light of nearly 100 meters descended like a long rainbow piercing the sun.

He would not lose to a half-blood like Chu Liang, that waste. He wanted to fight quickly, defeat the opponent, and save the face of the God of War clan.

Unfortunately, the idea was beautiful, but the reality was not.

Lin Xiao raised his hand and slashed with a sword, and the sword light was broken.

"What!"

Before the tall young man could react, Lin Xiao's second sword had arrived.

The tall young man hurriedly resisted and was shocked back.

Then, the third sword, the fourth sword

Each sword was extremely sharp, linked together, not giving the tall young man any chance to breathe.

Bang!

After taking the seventh sword, the tall young man hit the barrier at the edge of the battle platform heavily, spitting blood and turning pale.

Before he could stand up, the sharp sword light was already approaching.

"I give up!"

The tall young man shouted hurriedly.

After saying that, he swallowed hard, his pupils contracted.

Just because this sword was only a few inches away from his neck.

If he had given up later, he would have been a corpse.

"In this battle, Lin Xiao of the Holy Sword Pavilion won!"

As the result was announced, the tall young man stepped down from the stage in despair.

Originally, he thought that Chu Liang's strength was too bad, so he lost to a mixed-blood, but he didn't expect that he was not as good as Chu Liang and was defeated in less than ten moves.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the God of War clan had a gloomy face.

After all, their God of War clan is also a super power in the upper spirit world. The blood of the God of War is famous and everyone in the upper spirit world knows it. They are also proud of having the blood of the God of War.

And those mixed-bloods are considered by them to be blasphemy and pollution of the blood of the God of War, and are scum that should be cleaned up.

But now, these orthodox bloods have been defeated by a mixed-blood one after another, which is undoubtedly a slap in their faces.

Even Chu Zhongtian, who has always been calm and steady, has a trace of anger between his eyebrows at this moment, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

It is worth mentioning that although the tall young man was defeated, when he came back, no one said anything about him, but someone comforted him, which was completely different from Chu Liang's treatment.

Chu Liang was a little chilled when he saw this scene, and smiled bitterly in his heart. Sure enough, those people mocked him not because he lost, but because he was a branch, a lowly branch.

After winning, Lin Xiao successfully entered the top 50.

In this battle, Lin Xiao won very easily, and even the soul sword was useless.

The opponent's strength is not bad, but there is still a clear difference compared to Chu Liang in the last game.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Lin, you are in the top 50 of the Thousand Saints List!"

"You can achieve this result in your first participation in the Thousand Saints List. My admiration for you is like a torrent of water."

"You have a bright future."

Lin Xiao, who returned to the Holy Sword Pavilion, was surrounded by many people.

It is rare to be in the top 50 for the first time in the Thousand Saints List.

Especially in recent years, the performance of the Holy Sword Pavilion in the Thousand Saints List has been getting worse and worse. Not to mention the top 100, there are not many people in the top 500.

The appearance of Lin Xiao is indeed eye-catching.

"Junior Brother Lin, let me introduce myself. I am Cao Qianfan!"

A long-haired young man walked over with a smile and clasped his fists.

"Senior Brother Cao!"

Many people's eyes flashed, and they were a little surprised. They didn't expect that Cao Qianfan, a veteran disciple of the Holy Sword Pavilion and a master in the top 50 of the last Thousand Saints List, would take the initiative to make friends with Lin Xiao.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems normal.

Lin Xiao is young, and he entered the top 50 in his first competition. His future is limitless. Not to mention Cao Qianfan, I'm afraid the leader of the Holy Sword Pavilion has already taken him seriously.

If we don't make friends now, we will have no chance when the other party takes off in the future.

"Junior Brother Lin, I'm Liu Feijian!"

"I'm Gao Shenghan, let's make friends."

Several old disciples came over, all of them were well-known old disciples of the Holy Sword Pavilion, and masters who ranked at the top of the last Thousand Saints List.