Soul Devouring Sword Master

Feeling strange looks from all around, Lu Ming felt ashamed. After all, he was a member of the Jiuxuan Palace and was usually respected. After this battle, his former glory would vanish, and people would only remember him. He was defeated by a disciple of the Wanxue Sect in two moves. This would be the second stain in his life that would be difficult to erase.

Thinking of this, Lu Ming could not help but grit his teeth, almost breaking them, his fists creaking, and his whole body trembling with anger. Endless anger burned in his chest.

But in this situation, if he lost, he would lose. It was useless. He would only be regarded as a manifestation of incompetence. No matter how angry he was, he could only swallow his anger.

"Lin Xiao, I will remember you. Remember this. I will settle this account with you sooner or later!"

On the surface, Lu Ming remained calm, but he looked at Lin Xiao with resentment in his heart, and walked aside in disgrace.

The outcome of this battle was not surprising to everyone, but no one expected that Lu Ming would be defeated even more miserably than before. Obviously, Lin Xiao's strength was still reserved on the fighting stage before.

His spiritual pattern strength was black one, and his martial arts strength was even more abnormal. This hit many disciples of Jiuxuan Palace hard, and they felt it was unreal. Compared with others, they were really nothing.

The elders of Jiuxuan Palace had a slightly gloomy face. Their disciples were completely defeated by the opponent, so they were naturally not very happy.

Qi Heng, on the other hand, had a calm face.

"Chen Fan, the Eighth Palace Son, right? Please teach me!"

Lin Xiao glanced at Chen Fan. It was this person who had targeted him several times in the test not long ago, causing him to almost fail. Just now, he also helped Lu Ming and wanted to frame him.

It's time to settle this account.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Chen Fan flashed and landed on the fighting stage.

As an eight-palace son, Chen Fan is stronger than Lu Ming, but just now, Lu Ming was defeated in less than three moves, which shows how strong Lin Xiao is.

So, he naturally dared not take it lightly.

In three battles, Lu Ming has already lost one round, and he must win this round.

"Come on!"

Buzz!

Chen Fan's eyebrows shone, and he didn't waste words, and directly engraved the spiritual pattern to attack.

In an instant, three formations condensed out, the formations flashed, and endless energy attacks swept out.

"The mental pressure is much stronger than the previous Lu Ming."

Lin Xiao's expression moved, his breath burst out, and he attacked directly.

"Cut!"

Lin Xiao pointed at one point, and the flying swords came out together, and several sword lights flew out.

Bang! Bang...

There was a roar, the energy exploded, and the energy splashed.

This time, Lin Xiao's flying sword did not easily break the opponent's attack like before. Obviously, Chen Fan's strength is indeed much stronger than Lu Ming.

Bang!

Lin Xiao stepped on his feet, grasped his hand, and held the long sword in his hand. He and the sword became one, and he rushed out directly. As a sword cultivator, close combat is his advantage. If he wants to defeat the opponent as soon as possible, he must take the initiative to kill.

Bang! Bang...

A bright sword light slashed through, and all the energy attacks collapsed one after another, constantly approaching Chen Fan.

"Don't even think about coming!"

Seeing Lin Xiao's intention, Chen Fan's eyebrows glowed brighter, and he burst out with a surging attack. Endless sword energy and knife light swept out, covering Lin Dan

"Cut!"

Lin Xiao roared, his breath was like a rainbow, and with the blessing of his bloodline, his combat power was unparalleled. Although Chen Fan's attack was very strong, it was still broken by Lin Xiao and approached little by little.

Buzz! Buzz!

Chen Fan engraved the spiritual pattern attack while retreating, fighting and retreating, always keeping a safe distance from Lin Xiao, not letting the latter get close. He knew very well that even the fifth-grade bloodline of the king level must have a time limit. As long as the opponent's bloodline time is over, then it will be his chance to counterattack.

Both sides wanted to play to their strengths and avoid their weaknesses, just to see who would reveal a flaw first.

For a moment, no one could do anything to the other.

"We must fight quickly. If we continue like this, once the blood power is exhausted, the situation will be bad."

Lin Xiao's expression was slightly condensed, and he decisively burst out, directly displaying the blood martial arts.

"Blood Seal!"

Bang!

Lin Xiao stepped on his feet, turned his attack, and rushed up in an instant.

"What does he want to do!"

Chen Fan's expression moved, and he looked up, "Even if he attacks from above, don't think about getting close!"

Swish!

At this moment, Lin Xiao's figure paused, turned sharply downward, and turned into a blood light and descended. On the way, his breath burst out, becoming more and more surging, and his blood boiling.

"Blood Seal!"

With a roar, Lin Xiao printed a palm downward, the God of War Seal was dazzling, and the surging blood power rushed out. Before the move arrived, the air below was instantly squeezed away, forming a vacuum, and the space was also trembling.

"Such a strong aura!"

Below, Chen Fan's expression condensed. He didn't want to fight head-on, but no matter how he dodged, he was always firmly locked by this aura. The coverage area was too wide and he couldn't escape at all.

In desperation, he had to burst out with all his strength to attack.

Buzz! Buzz...

Chen Fan's hand speed was extremely fast. As the phantoms intertwined, one formation after another condensed out. Then, he activated several scrolls. Seeing the palm print coming to kill, it blew his robes and hair.

"Kill!"

Chen Fan roared, and the seal formula turned, and all the formations and scrolls burst out to attack at the same time.