Soul Devouring Sword Master

Bang! Bang...

On the battlefield, Xue Tu launched a fierce attack, wanting to end the battle quickly.

Lin Xiao, who fully released his secret, increased his combat power. Even if he couldn't repel Xue Tu, he could already block the opponent's offensive.

In a blink of an eye, dozens of moves passed.

"Haha, this kid is really tenacious. Does he think he has any chance against Xue Tu!"

"Don't waste time. Just admit defeat. If you drag it on, it's just a dying struggle."

"Boring..."

Many people in the bloodthirsty clan sneered.

Not only them, but almost everyone in the audience thought that the outcome of this battle was already decided, so the enthusiasm of the crowd was not high.

Some people were even too lazy to watch the game and were chatting.

"Even I am not Xue Tu's opponent, and you, a mixed-blood, have no chance. Xue Tu only exerted half of his strength, and you have already tried your best."

Chu Jianqiu watched the battle indifferently, with disdain on his face.

"We can go now. There is no point in watching it any further!"

Qingling said.

The purple-clothed woman wanted to say something, but she finally sighed, "Let's go."

Just as the two were about to leave.

Bang!

A loud bang caused an uproar.

The two looked curiously and were stunned.

On the stage, Lin Xiao took a few steps back to stabilize his body, while Xue Tu took more than ten steps back before he could stand firm.

This round, Lin Xiao actually had the upper hand.

"What's going on? This kid actually still has some strength left?"

"I didn't expect that he could actually defeat Xue Tu?"

"Hehe, Xue Tu was not serious from beginning to end, he was just careless for a moment, you don't think you can win, do you?"

Everyone was talking.

The originally boring battle finally had some interest.

Xue Tu narrowed his eyes and stared at Lin Xiao.

To be honest, he really didn't expect Lin Xiao to have some strength left. It wasn't that he was careless, but that the opponent's strength suddenly increased and repelled him.

Of course, Xue Tu was just a little surprised. After all, he didn't use his full strength at all, and the whole battle was still under his control.

"It's a bit interesting, but, so what, you still have to lose!"

Xue Tu shook his head and smiled.

The next moment.

Boom!

Xue Tu's breath surged, blood light shone, and the rolling blood and evil spirit swept over like a wave.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't take Lin Xiao seriously, so he fought more casually, thinking that he could defeat Lin Xiao without too much effort.

But Lin Xiao's tenacity was beyond his expectations. He no longer had the patience to waste time. He wanted to end the battle as soon as possible and get the championship he had been thinking about.

Top the Thousand Saints List.

"It's over!"

Bang!

The moment the breath climbed to the peak, Xue Tu shot out like an arrow from a string.

Lin Xiao looked solemn and held the hilt tightly.

The reason why he was able to repel Xue Tu just now was all thanks to the life and destructive power in the Chaos Tower, which increased his strength by 30%.

This was his last resort.

But at this moment, Xue Tu seemed to be bursting with all his strength. Even if he had the help of the Chaos Tower, it would be difficult for him to deal with it.

"It's over!"

A flash of blood flashed across the field.

Xue Tu instantly appeared in front of Lin Xiao, his five fingers bent into claws, and the strong blood and evil spirit condensed, and he slashed forward fiercely.

"Blood Wing Shocking Heaven Slash!"

Lin Xiao tried his best to strike the strongest blow.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the surging energy raged like a wave, the red waves filled the entire battle stage, and the air flow was turbulent.

With a bang, a figure was overturned by the energy and flew backwards.

Puff!

Lin Xiao fell heavily on the stage and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Don't admit defeat!"

In the storm, Xue Tu came again, his eyes cold.

Lin Xiao spat out a mouthful of blood, quickly stood up, and slashed a sword with all his strength.

As a result, he vomited blood and flew out again.

"Hmph, you're in such a bad state, why are you still insisting? Just admit defeat!"

"Boring, a battle without suspense!"

"It should have ended long ago..."

Everyone shook their heads.

"Admit defeat, you've tried your best, kid!"

The three people in the Holy Sword Pavilion, Zhao Feihe, looked solemn, hoping that Lin Xiao would admit defeat immediately, otherwise something might happen.

"Damn it, is there really no chance of winning?"

On the battlefield, Lin Xiao propped himself up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

As a genius, he was naturally full of pride. He would not easily admit defeat until the last moment.

But he seemed to have never been so powerless before.

The gap in strength could not be made up.

Whether it was cultivation, mystery, or bloodline, they had all reached the peak. He could not break through for a while, and he had no chance of turning the tables.