Soul Devouring Sword Master

"Unfortunately, I still lost!"

Chu Jianqiu sighed, showing unwillingness.

He has been practicing hard for many years just to reach the top of the Thousand Saints Ranking. Unexpectedly, he fell short and was only a little short of winning the championship.

The difference in strength between him and Xue Tu was not big, but when masters competed, a small gap would become the key to victory or defeat.

"I give up!"

Chu Jianqiu raised his hand to signal.

Even if he could still fight, it was meaningless. He might as well lose with dignity.

And he still has a battle to fight and needs to conserve his strength.

"This battle will be won by bloody massacre!"

With the announcement of the referee's result, this most eye-catching final came to an end.

"I didn't expect that Blood Tu won!"

"Sure enough, the bloodthirsty clan is still strong."

"It's a pity that Chu Jianqiu is already very strong, but Xue Tu is even more perverted."

Everyone was talking and sighing with emotion.

The bloodthirsty clan is naturally in a state of excitement. The victory of Blood Massacre means that the championship has been locked. This championship still belongs to them.

To remain number one on the Thousand Saints List is not only an honor for the bloodthirsty clan, but also a proof of strength.

My bloodthirsty clan is the overlord of the spiritual world. Not only is it powerful, but the geniuses I have cultivated can also suppress all your major forces.

"Well done, Bloodslaughter."

The Blood God was all smiles.

After this battle, the morale and reputation of their bloodthirsty clan will surely rise to a higher level. It will only be a matter of time before more people join, develop and unite into the spiritual world.

"Damn it, let the bloodthirsty clan take the first place again!"

Chu Zhongtian clenched his fists and looked gloomy.

The finals of the last Thousand Saints Ranking were very similar to this one. The God of War clan had a great chance of winning the championship, but was snatched away by the bloodthirsty clan.

Chu Zhongtian was very depressed, holding his breath in his chest and having nowhere to vent.

Chu Kuo's expression on the side didn't look good either.

He originally thought that Chu Jianqiu could defeat the Blood Slaughter and regain the glory that belonged to the God of War clan. He was very confident in his son, but it backfired.

While second is good, people usually only remember first.

Moreover, as members of the God of War clan, they have noble blood flowing in their bodies. It would be a shame for them not to get the first place.

Not only the God of War clan, but also other forces except the undead, the atmosphere was also very gloomy.

It is obviously not a good thing for the bloodthirsty clan to win the championship. Not only will they be at a greater disadvantage in future development, but also in the confrontation.

"Well, the bloodthirsty clan is really getting stronger and stronger. They have won the championship three times in a row. If this continues, sooner or later no one in the entire spiritual world will be able to cure them."

Someone in Senluo Palace sighed.

Shangguan Zhiyan frowned: "We only played one final, and the champion may not be the bloody massacre."

"Haha, even Chu Jianqiu is no match for the Blood Massacre. Is it possible that you think that kid from the Holy Sword Pavilion can win?"

Wang Mian sneered.

"Why can't you win?"

Shangguan Zhiyan asked back.

On the surface, it would be difficult for Lin Xiao to defeat Xue Tu, but unlike others, she had already known Lin Xiao in the lower spirit world and had experienced a lot together.

She also saw Lin Xiao perform miracles more than once. No matter how difficult the situation was, she believed in Lin Xiao.

Wang Mian sneered: "Junior sister, the victory or defeat must be based on strength analysis and not too much emotion. If Lin Xiao hadn't met Zhao Wuwo in the last match, he wouldn't have been able to enter the top three. He even defeated Chu Jianqiu. However, let alone the bloody massacre.”

Wang Mian could see that Shangguan Zhiyan had a close relationship with Lin Xiao, and he fell in love with Shangguan Zhiyan. Seeing the latter defending Lin Xiao in such a way, he naturally felt unhappy, and his words were inevitably laced with jealousy.

However, what he said is also true.

"Really, wait and see."

Shangguan Zhiyan didn't take it seriously.

Wang Mian shook his head and smiled, feeling even more jealous of Lin Xiao in his heart.

"The next battle, a bloody battle with Lin Xiao, will begin in two hours!"

After saying this, everyone's enthusiasm was not high.

This is obviously a battle without any suspense. The winner and runner-up have been determined, and the next two games are meaningless.

Some people even planned to leave.

Over at the Holy Sword Pavilion, Lin Xiao sat cross-legged and adjusted his breath, preparing for the second battle.

After watching the first battle, he had a clear understanding of Xue Tu's strength.

With his current strength, to be honest, he is not sure of winning, but he will never give up.