Soul Devouring Sword Master

Lin Xiao responded with a smile.

He sighed in his heart, and it was still the same old saying, the strong are respected.

As long as you have strong enough strength and talent, you will be surrounded by friends.

In any case, Lin Xiao's purpose of the Thousand Saints List this time has been achieved.

He believed that his performance had been valued by the top leaders of the Holy Sword Pavilion, and he was no longer an unknown person. The Changsun family had to think twice before moving him.

In addition, with the attention of the top leaders, he could get resources tilted, no longer running around for resources, and could improve his strength faster.

"The top 50 is not my limit, I should be able to go further!"

Lin Xiao thought.

The higher his ranking, the better for his future development.

Time is like flowing water, one game after another ends and begins.

"The last batch of warriors, go on stage!"

The last ten warriors stepped onto the battle stage.

"I wonder what rank this girl can achieve."

Lin Xiao smiled faintly and looked at a battle stage.

A woman in a black robe, with a beautiful face and surrounded by demonic energy, stood on it. It was Shangguan Zhiyan.

Her opponent was a sturdy young man from Zhantian Xianmen.

"Begin!"

As soon as the words fell, the battle started.

As soon as he came up, the sturdy young man launched a violent attack, and his fighting spirit soared to the sky.

Shangguan Zhiyan responded calmly. She was surrounded by demonic energy, and her whole body turned into a black shadow, like a ghost, coming and going without a trace, and difficult to grasp.

The sturdy young man's attack was fierce, but it was difficult to hit Shangguan Zhiyan.

However, those who can get here are not simple.

Seeing that the attack was fruitless, the sturdy young man stopped decisively, carefully observing Shangguan Zhiyan's movements, and no longer wasting his energy.

He did not take the initiative to attack, allowing Shangguan Zhiyan to dodge, and when the opponent's source energy was exhausted, it was time for him to attack.

Seeing that the opponent did not attack, Shangguan Zhiyan also stopped: "Why, don't you want to fight anymore?"

The sturdy young man snorted coldly: "You have been hiding all the time. Since you are not in a hurry, I am not in a hurry either. Let's just waste time slowly."

Shangguan Zhiyan shook her head and smiled: "I am not hiding, I just don't want the game to end too soon."

The sturdy young man's face was slightly gloomy: "Don't talk big there. If you have the ability, fight me head-on. If you can last ten moves, I will lose!"

Shangguan Zhiyan shook her finger: "Ten moves are too many, three moves are enough."

The sturdy young man sneered: "It seems that you are very self-aware."

"Don't get me wrong, I said I can defeat you in three moves!"

As soon as these words came out, the sturdy young man's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Haha, you are really crazy, well, I will see how you can defeat me in three moves!"

Boom!

The sturdy young man's breath burst out, and the energy swept like a frenzy. He raised his foot and stomped hard, and the whole person shot out like an arrow from a string.

"Heavenly Fist!"

The sturdy young man rushed towards Shangguan Zhiyan at high speed, his aura rising steadily, and at the moment of reaching the peak, he suddenly punched out.

The huge fist light whistled out with rolling air waves.

Shangguan Zhiyan did not hide this time, and gently stroked her jade hand, and a black long sword was in her hand.

She held the sword in one hand, and a black rune appeared between her eyebrows, floating like a flame.

Boom!

Suddenly, Shangguan Zhiyan's aura surged, a black demonic energy rushed into the sky, and the black rune shone brightly.

"The first move of the Heavenly Demon Sword Art, the waning moon demon slash!"

When the sturdy young man approached, Shangguan Zhiyan raised her hand and swung a sword.

A waning moon-shaped sword light condensed by demonic energy flew out.

Bang!

Amid the roar, the fist light exploded, and the sword light slashed.

"What!"

The sturdy young man's face changed slightly, and he quickly turned over and dodged.

"Second move, Half Moon Demon Slash!"

At this moment, Shangguan Zhiyan's second sword was out.

The half-moon-shaped sword light broke through the air.

The sturdy young man had no time to dodge and could only punch with all his strength.

Puff!

The fist light was broken, and the sturdy young man vomited blood and flew out, with a deep wound on his chest that could be seen to the bone.

"Third move, Full Moon Demon Slash!"

The full-moon-shaped sword light flew out, and its power was stronger than the previous two swords.

The sturdy young man's pupils shrank, his hair stood up, and he hurriedly shouted: "I admit defeat!"

Bang!

As soon as the voice fell, a barrier descended in front of the sturdy young man, blocking the sword light.

The one who made the move was the leader of Zhantianxianmen.

Since the sturdy young man had admitted defeat, it was not against the rules for him to save him, but his face looked very bad.

And the sturdy young man breathed a sigh of relief and saved his life.

Then he hurriedly walked off the stage, ashamed.

"Shangguan Zhiyan from Senluo Palace wins!"

The referee announced the result.

"This woman is quite strong. Zhou Zheng from Zhantian Immortal Sect is a late-stage Saint. He can't last more than three moves in front of her!"

"I heard that she is the Saint of Senluo Palace."

"No wonder"

"Speaking of which, the number of women in the top 50 can be counted on one hand, and she is one of them."

Some people talked about it.

"Brother Wang, Saint Shangguan is really strong!"

"She is worthy of being the woman that Brother Wang likes. She and you are both in the top 50. This is probably a match made in heaven."

In the direction of Senluo Palace, several disciples surrounded a long-haired young man and said flatteringly.