Soul Devouring Sword Master

"Star-picking hand!"

Lin Xiao stepped on the ground, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and blasted out with a palm. The surrounding Saint Sect disciples were directly overturned by the violent palm force. People in the air were torn apart by the tyrannical force and turned into a ball of blood mist.

In just a few breaths, twenty or thirty Saint Sect disciples were cleared.

This scene made Mo San and others terrified and retreated involuntarily.

How could they have imagined that an unknown disciple of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect would have such a fighting power? I'm afraid that the son of destiny, Lin Xiao, is no more than this.

But no matter what, they understand that they have encountered a tough guy today. If they continue to fight, they will definitely die.

On the other side, the disciples of the Jiuxuan Palace were also extremely shocked. They looked at Lin Xiao with fear and suspicion. Before this, the Ten Thousand Blood Sect had never heard of such a master except Lin Xiao and Li Xuan. Could it be that he is a hidden dark horse who intends to make a splash in the secret realm linkage?

The Wanxue Sect disciples were even more confused. Lin Xiao's fighting power surprised them, but it seemed that they had never seen him before and had no impression of him.

"Brother, I'll give you this origin mark. Let's go!"

Mo San clasped his fists and saluted, turning around to leave.

"Wait, did I let you go?"

At this time, a cold voice sounded, causing Mo San and others to tremble and pause.

Mo San turned around and looked at Lin Xiao, frowning and saying gloomily, "This origin mark has been given to you, what else do you want!"

"Hehe, just now you and your gang wanted to kill me together, now you know you can't beat me, you want to leave, how can it be so easy,"

Lin Xiao said coldly, "Leave all your rings behind, I can let you live!"

"Zi, don't push it too far,"

Suddenly, Mo San's face was extremely gloomy, his eyes narrowed, "Although we are not your opponents, there are many masters in my Demon Valley, you may meet them later, I advise you not to be too decisive, leave yourself a way out!"

"I only ask you once, do you want to hand over the ring or not!"

Lin Xiao's voice became cold, he had heard similar threats countless times, he only knew that if he was not strong enough, these people would never let him go, and vice versa, he would not let them go now.

"Zi, you are too arrogant, our Demon Valley--"

Puff!

Mo San was speaking, and before he finished speaking, a sword energy suddenly slashed past him. The next moment, a Demon Valley disciple's head flew up, and blood splattered three feet.

"You——"

Mo San's pupils shrank slightly, and he pointed at Lin Dan angrily

Puff!

At this time, three sword energies slashed out, and three heads flew up in response, and blood gushed out like a spring.

Suddenly, the Demon Valley disciples were horrified, retreated one after another, gathered together, and stared at Lin Xiao to prevent the latter's sword energy attack.

And Mo San's face was also gloomy to the extreme. If he handed over the ring, all their accumulated training resources and some blood crystal beads they hunted would be gone. How could he be willing to accept this?

"You, have no chance!"

At this time, Lin Xiao shook his head, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Swish!

The next moment, Lin Xiao suddenly disappeared from the spot, causing Mo San and others to change their faces drastically.

"Scatter quickly, scatter!"

Mo San roared. He had not forgotten how all the disciples of the Saint Sect were annihilated just now.

However, it was too late. Before he finished speaking, Lin Xiao had already appeared among them. In the Qi Palace, the spirit essence was boiling. He controlled the Qi in his palm and suddenly slammed his palm towards his feet.

Boom! !

With a loud noise, the powerful palm force, carrying the might of a tidal wave, swept out. The space trembled violently, twisted and deformed, as if it was about to be torn apart at any time.

Puff! Puff...

Those disciples of the Demon Valley hurriedly resisted, but the protective spirit essence was directly shattered, and blood spurted out. Some people with lower cultivation had their bodies exploded in the air, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Chi! !

Lin Xiao put his fingers together like a sword, and the sword energy slashed out, and other disciples of the Demon Valley fell one after another.

And Mo San was also blown away by the palm force, retreating dozens of feet, his face pale, and coughing up blood.

Boom! Boom...

Just as he managed to stabilize his body, blood was scattered, and corpses fell like raindrops. They were the disciples of Demon Valley.

In an instant, he was the only one left on the Demon Valley side.

Instantly, Demon Three's face was ashen, staring at Lin Xiao, "You, you killed my disciples of Demon Valley, you are dead, dead-"

Swoosh!

Before he finished speaking, Demon Three's pupils shrank suddenly, because at this time, Lin Xiao had appeared in front of him and came to kill him with a palm.

"Chasing Wind Fist!"

Demon Three did not dare to neglect and punched out in a hurry.

Bang! !

With a roar, Demon Three's fist light collapsed instantly, and the surging palm force hit him.

Puff! !

Spouting a large mouthful of blood, with a "bang", Demon Three hit the earth wall of the basin hard, and the whole person was embedded directly into it. I don't know how many bones were broken, bleeding, lying there like a dead dog, with a weak breath.

Swish!

With a flash of his body, Lin Xiao appeared in front of the pit, looking coldly at the Demon Three that was embedded several feet deep.