As night fell, the strong smell of blood spread in the woods, and all the spiritual beasts around came in search of it, but they kept wandering a hundred feet away from the corpse in front of them and did not come forward.
Snap, snap, snap
The corners of Ye Tian's lips raised, looking at Ling Xiao in front of him, he couldn't help but clapped his hands.
"Yes, yes... you are really surprising, but don't think that you can protect yourself by killing a few disciples!"
After Ye Tian said that, his body suddenly exploded, and his cultivation in the seventh level of Qi Condensation was also revealed at this time. The speed was completely beyond Ling Xiao's expectation.
Just when he was about to dance Xuan Que, Ye Tian's figure appeared directly in front of Ling Xiao, and punched out, hitting Ling Xiao's abdomen directly.
bump!
With a muffled sound, Ling Xiao's body suddenly flew out and fell directly onto the giant tree behind him. Then Ling Xiao tightly grasped Xuan Que and raised his body. His internal organs surged, and there was a sweet feeling in his throat, and he spurted out.
A mouthful of blood.
Seeing this, Mu'er hurriedly stepped forward and helped Ling Xiao up. Ye Tian looked at Ling Xiao in front of him with disdain.
"Oh, don't think that everyone is the same as that good-for-nothing Ye Shi. I advise you to give up as soon as possible. I can also give you a good time so that you don't have to suffer the physical pain!" Ye Tian said coldly.
Ling Xiao's eyes were as cold as stars and he didn't say a word. After pushing Mu'er aside, he pulled up the Xuan Que from the ground with both hands and placed it in front of him.
The huge spiritual sea was also turbulent at this time, constantly restoring Ling Xiao's lost spiritual power.
Ling Xiao's body suddenly flew out, like a jackal, rushing straight towards the four disciples beside him. Seeing this, Ye Tian pulled out the long knife from his waist and blocked Ling Xiao fiercely.
boom!
The swords collided, emitting a harsh scream, and waves of aftermath spread out. The four disciples around him came one after another, attacking Ling Xiao's surroundings.
Ling Ran's blades came from all directions. Ling Xiao secretly bit the tip of his tongue and his spiritual power circulated crazily. After suddenly shaking Ye Tian away, he held the sword in both hands and raised Xuan Que.
The pitch-black sword edge formed an arc, knocking back the two disciples beside him. However, Ling Xiao showed a ferocious smile at this moment, released Xuan Que with his left hand in mid-air, made a one-handed gesture, and used
Due to inertia, Xuan Que was swung for a full circle and the other two disciples were swept away.
Then the blade of the sword grew suddenly and instantly struck the disciple in front of him. One disciple hurriedly drew his sword to resist, but before the other disciple could react, Xuan Que penetrated his waist.
After Ling Xiao's figure hovered in the air for a week, he suddenly landed on the ground. Although he repelled the attacks of four disciples at the same time, his right hand had been twisted and deformed by the weight of Xuan Que, and was directly dislocated.
But so far, Ling Xiao has not let out a cry of pain, but has violently connected his right wrist with such decisiveness and ruthlessness that it has shocked Ye Tian and the four disciples in front of him.
Ling Xiao glanced at Mu'er who looked worried behind him, his eyes became more serious, and regardless of his physical injuries, he raised Xuan Que again and jumped up.
The four disciples looked at each other and scattered again. The figures of the five people were intertwined, and the sharp blades crisscrossed, knocking off a leaf from the surrounding shrubs.
The four of them became more and more frightened as they fought. Ling Xiao was already exhausted, but every sword he struck was like a mountain falling. The arms of the four of them were numb, and the tiger's mouth was directly broken.
After dozens of moves, one of the disciples became mentally weak. Ling Xiao caught the flaw and swung out a sword, knocking the long knife out of his hand, and then pierced his chest with another sword.
But Ling Xiao was attacked by three blades behind him, and three dazzling blood marks exploded. Ling Xiao pulled out Xuan Que fiercely. Before he could fight back, Ye Tian swung a knife from the side, and Ling Xiao held Xuan Que against his body.
He hurriedly blocked it, but his body was blown away like an old kite.
Ling Xiao fell to the ground, coughing up blood continuously, and his body suffered from brief weakness and spasm.
Mu'er stepped forward and looked at Ling Xiao, who was injured again, with a look of worry on his fair jade cheeks.
"Little beggar... you are injured."
"Hey, it's okay."
Ling Xiao returned the smile, then held onto Xuan Que and stood up staggeringly. Mu'er knew that he could escape the pursuit of the seven people and escape from the siege, but he chose to stay behind just to protect himself.
Seeing Ling Xiao standing up again, Mu'er's mind was suddenly touched, and her starry eyes were filled with a little haziness.
"Haha, you are really stubborn. Is it worth it for a woman?" Ye Tian sneered.
"Whether it's worth it or not, it's not up to you to decide!"
After Ling Xiao said that, he swung the Xuan Que again and rushed towards the four people again. Each of the three disciples was injured, and they could not resist the storm of power that the Xuan Que wielded.
But now, the only one among the four of them who can compete with Ling Xiao is Ye Tian!
Ye Tian sneered. In his opinion, Ling Xiao's behavior was foolish and overestimating his own capabilities. The long sword muttered, and Ling Ran's sharp edge cut through the night. The swords and swords collided again. The two of them kept fighting. Ling Xiao fought hard.
Waving his hands, he is still fighting at this moment, relying on his strong mental power!
The three disciples feigned attacks on the side, constantly slashing out their blades, and got into the gap where the three of them were fighting.
For a moment, Ling Xiao was unable to breathe, and there were countless new wounds on his body.
Ling Xiao's eyes were cracked, and the pain in his body made him squeeze out the last bit of strength from his body.
Ling Xiao and Ye Tian collided again, with swords and swords crisscrossing each other. A disciple beside him seized the opportunity and slashed suddenly, and the sharp long knife pierced Ling Xiao's chest.
After a successful blow, the disciple who was about to draw the knife met Ling Xiao's ferocious eyes. At this time, the long knife was unable to be pulled out and was stuck firmly in Ling Xiao's chest.
Ling Xiao swung his sword to knock Ye Tian away in front of him, then his left hand turned into a claw and directly locked the disciple's throat.
Then he used a sudden force and broke his neck, causing another disciple to die in Ling Xiao's hands.
The two remaining disciples looked at Ling Xiao who was almost crazy. Their bodies had begun to tremble continuously. Ling Xiao had not learned any sword skills, and his sword moves were even more chaotic, but when he succeeded in his attack
, struck back suddenly.
This fighting style of exchanging injuries for injuries and risking lives has made them feel scared, and their legs even retreated unconsciously.
"Well……"
Ling Xiao groaned in pain and pulled out the long knife that penetrated his chest. Blood spurted out for a moment. Ling Xiao half-knelt on the ground, with a small pool of blood already gathering at his feet.
When Ye Tian saw this, he didn't say anything more. He didn't give Ling Xiao any time to breathe. His spiritual power surged all over his body, and he stabbed Ling Xiao's neck with a long knife.
Ling Xiao secretly bit the tip of his tongue and faced it directly with swords in both hands. The two swords collided again. The majestic wave of air pushed the two disciples around him back three feet. Ling Xiao's eyes were cracked and he kept waving his arms.
Xuanque.
Countless sword shadows piled up one after another, turning into sword edges, which were sharp and extraordinary.
Ye Tian danced the long knife, also hitting fast, and their figures kept flickering in the woods.
But Ye Tian still underestimated Ling Xiao's strength. Even if he was injured, the dark and heavy iron sword danced in Ling Xiao's hands. With each sword, he needed to swing two or even three swords to completely neutralize the power and edge of the sword.
But as Ling Xiao's offensive became more and more fierce and the speed continued to increase, Ye Tian was actually a little frightened at this moment.
Gradually, he was forced in front of the tree by Ling Xiao, and there was no way to retreat from his side.
Ling Xiao slashed his sword horizontally again. Ye Tian hurriedly jumped up and dodged. Then he kicked the tree trunks behind him a few times and landed behind Ling Xiao. In front of Ling Xiao, there were trees as thick as a human waist.
It was cut off by Ling Xiao's sword.
With the loud rumbling sound, the trees fell down. At this moment, he was still a little scared. If he hadn't been much higher in cultivation than Ling Xiao, he would have been killed or injured by this move.
Seeing this, the two disciples on the side surrounded Ling Xiao again. Ling Xiao stood Xuan Que in front of him. His chest was rising and falling violently. The pain caused by the injuries all over his body had already made Ling Xiao feel dizzy.
There was no emergency treatment and the fierce battle continued for a long time. Ling Xiao's wound was still bleeding.
I can't hold on for long, the battle must be resolved as soon as possible!
With a thought in his mind, Ling Xiao turned around and attacked the disciple behind him. The disciple behind him was suddenly startled. He did not expect that Ling Xiao's target was actually him.
The silver sword slashed out, Xuan Que collided with the silver sword, and the disciple stepped back three feet. Before he could take a breath, Ling Xiao's attack came again.
At this time, Ye Tian had also noticed Ling Xiao's intention, and he and the disciples beside him hurriedly jumped forward to block the roaring Xuan Que.
Seeing this, Ling Xiao did not retreat but advanced. While neutralizing Ye Tian's offensive, he continued to stab the disciple in front of him with several swords.
The disciple was already frightened by Ling Xiao's ferocity, and the momentum of his sword attack also dropped sharply. The disciples behind him hurriedly followed up, and the three of them responded to Ling Xiao's attack at the same time.
Ye Tian's sword skills were the most powerful, but Ling Xiao did not respond with all his strength, causing another wound in front of him.
Soon, the two disciples were repelled by Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao pursued him. The Xuan Que sword came out like a dragon and pierced towards him with majestic killing intent. At this time, Ye Tian waved his silver sword with three sharp edges.
Attack directly behind Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao ignored them and swarmed forward with all his strength. The two disciples' pupils shrank suddenly and their bodies trembled uncontrollably. Ling Xiao's ruthlessness once again refreshed their understanding.
The two disciples hurriedly protected their long knives in front of their chests. Xuanque's sword struck the two silver knives. At the same time, Ye Tian's three blades struck Ling Xiao's back without reservation.
Three shocking blood marks appeared from Ling Xiao's back.
Ling Xiao was in pain, but he did not relax. Instead, he worked hard to circulate his already exhausted spiritual veins to squeeze out the last trace of spiritual power.
As if he felt the master's life-saving blow, when the last trace of spiritual power covered the Xuanque sword body, Xuanque's black light burst out, and the huge sword power shook the two disciples' long knives away.
Ling Xiao swam with his sword, and struck out with a sword, directly cutting off the heads of the two disciples.
Blood surged wildly, and Ling Xiao was bathed in the rain of blood. His messy long hair had become sticky, and his whole body had turned blood. It was no longer clear whether it was Ling Xiao's own injuries or the deaths of the six disciples.
stained with blood.
In just half an hour, six disciples died. Ye Tian looked at the young man bathed in blood in front of him, and was shocked in his heart.
Not only was he ruthless towards his enemies, he was also merciless towards himself!