Soul Devouring Sword Master

"This boy's secret is not simple. He actually broke through my silver armored corpse so easily!"

Zhao Wuwo narrowed his eyes slightly, tapped his feet on the ground, and retreated quickly.

Release secrets at the same time.

His secret of immortality was like an invisible thread, stitching together the shattered silver-armored corpse.

The resurrected silver-armored corpse roared and rushed towards Lin Xiao.

But at this time, Lin Xiao had appeared in front of Zhao Wuwo. With a flick of his wrist, he slashed out with a sharp sword light.

Zhao Wuwo held his hand and held a dark purple staff in front of him.

Bang!

There was an explosion, a burst of energy, and the energy spread like a tide.

Zhao Wuwo swayed and slid backwards.

As the undead's top talent and the favorite to win the championship, Zhao Wuwo's ​​strength is beyond doubt.

But like all members of the undead, his combat power is mainly reflected in the undead and walking corpses, and melee combat is his weakness.

Uh-huh!

After succeeding with one blow, Lin Xiao took advantage of the opportunity to pursue him.

He ducked and approached Zhao Wuwo, and struck out with another sword.

With a bang, Zhao Wuwo used his staff to resist, but was knocked back again.

At this time, those silver-armored corpses were still on their way.

This scene caused an uproar in the audience.

No one expected that Zhao Wuwo, who was the favorite to win the championship, would be suppressed by Lin Xiao.

They admitted that Lin Xiao was very strong in being able to defeat Wang Yang of the Blood God Tiangong with one move, but there should still be a certain gap between him and Zhao Wuwo.

"Haha, they are a bunch of idiots, Wuwo has not yet shown his true strength."

The leader of the undead clan gently stroked his long beard and smiled coldly.

Bang! Bang!

On the battlefield, the sword light flashed and roared.

Under Lin Xiao's fierce attack, Zhao Wuwo retreated continuously, and the situation seemed to have fallen into a disadvantage.

"Heaven Lock Blood Slash!"

boom!

Lin Xiao's bloodline and origin energy were pushed to the limit, and he wanted to fight quickly without giving Zhao Wuwo a chance to counterattack.

But at this time, I saw an evil smile rising from the corner of Zhao Wuwo's ​​mouth.

"You don't really want to win."

Buzz!

Before he finished speaking, the runes on the staff bloomed with dark red light.

Immediately afterwards, twisted black shadows flew out.

These black shadows were twisting and turning, making harsh ghostly cries, filled with evil spirits, and pounced on Lin Xiao crazily.

"This is... the undead!"

Lin Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly.

As early as in the ancient land, he knew that the main methods of the undead were walking corpses and undead.

Zhao Wuwo had been using walking corpses to deal with him before. He obviously underestimated his strength. Seeing that the situation was not good,

Only then did the dead souls be released.

Lin Xiao was not panicked by the sudden appearance of the undead. On the contrary, he was quite excited about the soul-swallowing sword in his hand.

howl!

Amidst the shrill cries, an undead was the first to kill, like a thick black smoke, the cold atmosphere filled the air, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Buzz!

The Spirit-Swallowing Sword couldn't stop trembling when it saw the hunting heart.

Lin Xiao took advantage of the situation and slashed out with his sword.

"Stupid, the undead are soul bodies, ordinary attacks are useless!"

Many people shook their heads. After all, a dark horse is just a dark horse and does not have enough experience.

"Looks like it's over!"

The leader of the undead tribe stroked his beard lightly and looked calm. This result was what he had expected.

But the next moment, a scene that no one expected happened.

Phew!

The sword light flashed, and the undead spirit that rushed towards him was split into two instantly.

"Wha...what!"

The whole place was in an uproar.

Lin Xiao raised his sword and lowered it, and one after another the undead souls were killed and devoured, as easily as cutting through tofu with a knife.

"How...how could this happen? Am I dazzled?"

"That was the undead, the soul body, and it was Zhao Wuwo's ​​undead. How could it be destroyed so easily?"

"It's a sword. Because of the sword in his hand...it seems to be able to absorb the undead..."

After being reminded, many people noticed the sword in Lin Xiao's hand.

Also surprised was Zhao Wuwo.

He didn't expect that the other party could kill his undead so easily. This was his trump card.

"For a while, it seems that I really underestimated you!"

Zhao Wuwo narrowed his narrow eyes.

The next moment, the staff in his hand shone, and as the light flickered, dark red shadows flashed out.

Obviously, this is another group of undead.

Different from before, the evil aura on these undead spirits was stronger and their bodies were larger. They roared like wild beasts and rushed out.