Soul Devouring Sword Master

Buzz!

Sensing the strong soul energy, the Spirit-Swallowing Sword trembled excitedly.

Lin Xiao killed the last undead spirit with one sword blow and rushed forward.

Phew!

Relying on this characteristic of the Soul-Swallowing Sword to defeat the soul body, the blade easily split a dark red undead spirit into two.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the separated undead spirit did not collapse. Instead, it split into two halves and continued to pounce on Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao's eyes were slightly focused, and with quick eyes and quick hands, he quickly added a sword.

Phew!

Two undead souls were chopped open.

What surprised Lin Xiao was that the two undead spirits were not destroyed, but split into two more.

Under Lin Xiao's two consecutive sword blows, not only was the undead spirit not destroyed, but it was divided into two and then divided into four.

howl!

Amidst the shrill roars, four undead spirits flew toward them, their scarlet light mixed with sinister evil energy, as if they wanted to swallow everything.

"What a powerful undead spirit, and even the spirit-swallowing sword can't destroy it!"

Lin Xiao looked surprised.

In his mind, this seemed to be the first time the Spirit Swallowing Sword had failed.

Seeing the undead approaching, Lin Xiao quickly dodged to avoid it, and then walked quickly on the stage.

Buzz! Buzz!

The spirit-swallowing sword in his hand was buzzing, trying to devour these dead souls, but Lin Xiao was holding the spirit-swallowing sword down.

In the current situation, the Soul-Swallowing Sword cannot destroy these undead souls, and forcing it to take action will only cause the undead souls to split even more.

"Hmph, your sword is indeed very special. It can destroy my undead souls, but it can only be used by ordinary spiritual soldiers. You cannot destroy my spiritual servants!"

Zhao Wuwo stood quietly, with his arms folded across his chest, looking at Lin Xiao who was dodging on the stage to avoid the undead, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Among the undead, undead are a very common and practical means of combat.

The levels of the undead are divided into four levels: soldiers, attendants, generals, and kings.

Generally speaking, only when you reach the emperor realm can you summon a spiritual attendant.

But Zhao Wuwo was gifted with extraordinary talent. He was a genius that the undead had not encountered for hundreds of years. He could summon a spiritual servant just by practicing in the Holy Realm.

Due to his cultivation, the spirit servant he summoned was relatively weak, but it was definitely a killer weapon against warriors of the same level.

"He is actually a spiritual servant. He is worthy of being the number one genius of the undead!"

"I heard that even some emperor-level warriors have a headache dealing with spiritual servants!"

"I have long said that this boy is no match for Zhao Wuwo. He should have surrendered earlier. What's the point of resisting here? It's a waste of time..."

Everyone was talking a lot.

At the Holy Sword Pavilion, everyone frowned and stared at the battle stage nervously.

Although they also knew that the opponent in this battle was strong and it would be difficult for Lin Xiao to win, there was still a glimmer of hope in their hearts that maybe a miracle would happen.

Uh-huh! Whoa...

On the battlefield, Lin Xiao's figure flashed, avoiding the pursuit of the undead.

Lin Xiao's speed is not slow, but these undead spirits are also very fast, and there are many of them. Under Zhao Wuwo's ​​control, they continue to compress Lin Xiao's space.

Under the fierce pursuit of these undead spirits, Lin Xiao finally showed his flaws.

A spirit attendant took the opportunity to lie on Lin Xiao's back, clinging to it like an octopus.

The Spirit Attendant is a soul body. Lin Xiao's physical body cannot feel it, but his soul can clearly sense that an evil and cold thing is falling on his back, eroding his soul.

Lin Xiao couldn't help but shuddered, his scalp felt cold, his hands and feet were numb, and his whole body seemed to have lost control.

"Haha, this kid is no match for Senior Brother Zhao!"

"I didn't expect him to last until now, but that's all!"

"If he doesn't surrender, he will be haunted by the undead. He has no power to resist anymore!"

Many undead people secretly laughed. This result had been expected by them, but Lin Xiao was indeed more tenacious than they thought.

"It's over, the top three are out!"

"Sure enough, the three of them are the favorites to win the championship. There is no doubt about the result."

Many people said one after another.

Everyone in the Holy Sword Pavilion sighed slightly. Sure enough, they still lost.

However, Lin Xiao's ability to reach the top six has far exceeded expectations, and they can completely accept it.

"You still won't admit defeat?"

On the battlefield, Zhao Wuwo looked at Lin Xiao who was haunted by the undead and unable to move, and said indifferently.

If it weren't for the fact that this was a match on the Thousand Saints Ranking, he would have killed the opponent directly without any nonsense.

But Lin Xiao is one of the top six players after all, and will definitely be the target of Shengjian Pavilion's training in the future. If he kills him, he will definitely cause trouble.

Although the power of the undead is much stronger than that of the Holy Sword Pavilion, the Holy Sword Pavilion is still a powerful force, and there are many ways to deal with them.

"Admit defeat?"

Lin Xiao sneered.

"Why, it seems you haven't figured out the situation yet. Do you think you have any chance?"

Zhao Wuwo's ​​tone was indifferent, and he was about to control the undead and give Lin Xiao some suffering.

"You are the one who can't figure out the situation!"

Lin Xiao's eyes flashed.

The next moment, the light between the eyebrows shone, and strong soul power surged out.