The breeze blew gently, and the young man stood tall and tall, and the breath of killing in his body became more intense.
Looking at the shocked four people, Ling Xiao's expression was indifferent.
Behind them, Lu Huanxi and Mu'er were even more shocked by Ling Xiao's current strength.
Killing decisively and full of ferocity, is he still the young man he once was?
the answer is negative.
The Trial of the God of Disaster made Ling Xiao grow up at an extremely fast speed, but to them, it was just a dream and seemed to disappear in a day.
Xuan Que crossed in front of him, and Ling Xiao took the lead in attacking.
As the sword edge flew forward, the three Ye family hall masters secretly bit their tongues and still shot at the same time.
Ling Xiao drew out his sword fiercely, and the three of them tried their best to resist, but they were still injured by the sword energy.
Ye Zhongtian was even more amazed at Ling Xiao's growth speed.
In just one and a half years, he grew from a beggar in the market who was unable to resist to a monster who could fight against the four of them at the same time.
What a talent this is!
The swords collided again, sparks flew everywhere, and Ye Zhongtian was forced to retreat with a sword. The other two hall leaders were also stabbed in the chest and shoulders by Ling Xiao's sword, and they retreated one after another.
"We can't let him live!"
Ye Zhongtian's face was gloomy. Now he has decided to kill Ling Xiao today!
Taking out a few pills from the storage ring and putting them into their mouths, the three of them recovered their spiritual power and faced Ling Xiao again.
Zhao Yan, who was in the rear, finally removed the inner strength of "Shenwei", attached it to his wrist, and joined the battle.
Mu'er's eyes widened. This battle was no longer something she could participate in. If she stepped forward rashly, not only would she not be able to help Ling Xiao, but she would also become a constraint for Ling Xiao.
Being surrounded by four people, Ling Xiao was not at a disadvantage, but was still stabbed on the shoulder by Ye Zhongtian.
The starry eyes were as dark and deep as the night, and the pain in his body not only did not hinder Ling Xiao's pace, but instead ignited his will to fight!
A heavy wood suddenly slashed out, and the four people quickly built up their spiritual power to defend themselves.
Ye Zhongtian was closest to Ling Xiao, and the terrifying pitch-black sword edge actually aroused his inability to survive.
"Cloud Breaking Slash!"
With an angry scolding, Ye Zhongtian's whole body's spiritual power exploded, his sword surged, and its blade became cold.
Face to face Ling Xiao's Shen Mu sword!
The swords collided, setting off a torrential wave of air, followed by waves, and both of them retreated three feet.
Ling Xiao quickly stabilized his body and shot out, not giving Ye Zhongtian any time to breathe.
As soon as he stabilized his body, the dark iron sword was close to his chest. He swung the sword to resist, but was knocked away by Ling Xiao's sword.
At the critical moment, the two heads of the Ye family and Zhao Yan attacked from both sides.
Two Cloud-Breaking Slashes and a Tiangang Seal struck.
"Be careful!" Mu'er exclaimed.
Ling Xiao had to give up this perfect offensive opportunity.
His body spun around, and he slashed out with Ling Tian, breaking the Tiangang Seal on one side, but the Cloud Pouring Blade on the other side was approaching in front of him, and Ling Xiao had no way to avoid it!
"start!"
Thinking silently in his heart, Ling Xiao's boundless sea instantly surged, and countless golden threads spread out from the deep sea.
A ray of light flashed in his eyes, and the world around Ling Xiao suddenly lost its color, and everything seemed to be frozen.
Even the blade that was so close became extremely slow.
In an instant, his body easily dodged the attack and appeared directly in front of the two Ye family hall masters.
Ling Xiao showed a stern smile, and Xuan Que fell in the air.
The manic power surged in mid-air, directly involving the two Ye family hall masters.
The edge exploded, the one with higher cultivation level lost an arm, and the other hall leader died on the spot!
No one saw Ling Xiao's movements clearly, nor did they know when his figure escaped from the offensive on both sides.
This is the realm of swordsmanship that Ling Xiao learned at the first trial site. Although he still doesn't know his name, Ling Xiao has already used it with great proficiency.
"Seventh Hall Master!"
With a cry of surprise, Ye Zhongtian's eyes were cracked, but he did not step forward.
The boy in front of him was full of weirdness, and his strength was like a bottomless black hole.
Mysterious and dangerous.
Ye Zhongtian also looked at Mu'er and Lu Huanxi on one side at this time, and had a plan in his mind.
The long sword was wide and bright, slashing out several blades and attacking Ling Xiao.
Xuan Que waved his hand and eliminated the blade.
But at this time, Ye Zhongtian did not rush towards Ling Xiao, but turned his attack and rushed towards Mu'er and Lu Huanxi on the side.
"court death!"
Sensing Ye Zhongtian's thoughts, Ling Xiao's figure flashed out and thrust out a sword, hitting Ye Zhongtian's back.
"idiot!"
Zhao Yan scolded angrily and retreated involuntarily. Nearly a hundred auras swarmed from behind.
Most of them are disciples of the Tiangang Sect, and half are disciples of the Ye family.
As soon as everyone reached the top, they saw a young man holding a long sword and stabbing Ye Zhongtian through!
Blood spattered everywhere, and there was a pool of blood at the young man's feet. Piles of broken limbs and broken arms were scattered randomly.
The long sword was drawn out, and Ye Zhongtian fell to the ground without any sound.
There was an eerie silence at the scene, and the young man looked as normal as if he had crushed an ant on the roadside.
Sen Leng's murderous intent made all the disciples tremble with fear.
The long black sword was still dripping with blood, like the sickle of the god of death. It was unknown when it would harvest their heads!
Gudong
One disciple's throat squirmed, and his body subconsciously retreated.
"What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and get in. He only has one person. Kill him. When we get back, I will make him a Dharma protector!"
Zhao Yan roared.
Either they had been suppressed for too long, or they were intimidated by Ling Xiao, but no one moved at the scene.
For a moment, one of the disciples screamed strangely, causing an uproar.
Hundreds of disciples rushed to attack first, and the aura of spiritual power soaring into the sky was raging wildly. Hundreds of people surrounded one person, and it was quite shocking to take a quick look.
Ling Xiao was not afraid at all, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, he kept fighting among the disciples.
The shrill screams kept coming, and the elite disciples they brought this time were all killed by Ling Xiaoge. Most of these disciples' cultivation levels stayed at the First True Realm.
And how could they be Ling Xiao's opponents? In just three breaths, five disciples had already lost their heads.
Zhao Yan's throat squirmed, and his body kept retreating, until finally, he desperately fled backwards. Now, he only has this idea!
The shouts of death soaring into the sky kept rising and falling, but would then be replaced by brutal roars.
Ling Xiao was like a god of death, and every time he swung his sword, he would split the corpse of a disciple.
He struck out ruthlessly, and every sword hit the vital point.
The leader of the Ye family, whose arm was broken, kept retreating, and his whole body was trembling. He had killed countless people in his life, but he had never seen such a cruel person.
Like a wild beast waking up in the dark night, manic, ferocious, and murderous...
Every emotion is extremely pure and strong.
Blood flew everywhere, stumps and heads scattered in all directions, gradually forming a mountain of corpses around Ling Xiao.
After half an hour, Ling Xiao stabbed Xuan Que into the chest of the last disciple and understood his life.
The sun is shining brightly
The young man stood in the center of the cruel hell on earth, his long hair like ink being blown by the wind.
His hair was messy and his face could not be seen clearly, but the Ye Family Hall Master on one side felt a beast-like ferocious light among them!
"What on earth are you..."
"I am your Ye family's nightmare!"
A hoarse voice sounded, Ling Xiao's steps moved lightly, and the long sword cut across a pool of blood on the broken limbs on the ground. Every step seemed to trample on the heart and soul of the Ye Family Hall Master!
"Let me ask you, who killed the eight guardian spirit beasts in the Lingxi Mountains?" Ling Xiao asked coldly, his eyes burning like a torch.
"Yes, it's Zhao Yan. He said that these eight spiritual beasts are too threatening and must be eliminated." Looking at Xuan Que on the side of his neck, the head of the Ye family said tremblingly.
"Really?" Ling Xiao smiled solemnly.
"Yes, it's Zhao Yan. This pursuit was also Zhao Yan's idea." The leader of the Ye family retreated unconsciously.
"Heh, do you think I haven't seen the corpses of the eight beasts of Lingxi?!" Ling Xiao sneered.
The head of the Ye Family Hall trembled and sat slumped on the ground, his eyes even more distracted.
"Their heads were cut off, their bodies were divided into several sections, and their cores were taken out, but the spiritual energy that remained on their bodies was your Ye family's Kung Fu!" Ling Xiao angrily scolded.
"Why are you doing this?"
Lu Huanxi couldn't bear it anymore, so she came to the head of the Ye family, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted him up angrily.
Her pure phoenix eyes were filled with blood, her body was rising and falling, and her delicate body was trembling.
"Oh, successful kings and defeated bandits, if they charge once, I will still kill them. If not, how can I capture you!"
"Although I don't know what kind of adventure you have had, but if you dare to go against our Ye family, you will not end well!"
The Ye Family Hall Master stared at Ling Xiao fiercely.
Lu Huanxi's hands slipped silently, and a green fire ignited on the body of the Ye Family Hall Master.
The raging fire of karma swallowed him up in an instant.
"Uh, hahahaha... That kid Zhao Yan is really despicable. He actually absconded. But when the news comes back, your Lingxi Mountain Range will never have peace again, hahahahaha!"
Looking up to the sky and roaring loudly, the leader of the Ye family hall struggled for a moment before falling to the ground and turning into ashes.
After dealing with all this, Ling Xiao turned his gaze to the distance of the mountain range, and his body turned into a gust of wind and disappeared from the place.
With the blessing of Ye Xinglu, Ling Xiao quickly arrived at the fifth mountain ridge.
His right arm reached into Lingxi, and his spiritual sense was compatible with Lingxi. Ling Xiao instantly grasped all the information about Lingxi Mountains, but he still could not find out the whereabouts of Zhao Yan.
"They really are father and son. They have the same despicable and escaping methods."
Ling Xiao sarcastically said, returned to the peak of Lingxi, took out the spiritual veins from the corpse and sucked them in, continuously increasing the progress of the cultivation of the Calamity God's veins, and then plundered all the supplies from the corpse, before Ling Xiao came to Mu'er.
Her complexion is as usual. I haven't seen her in a year, and the beauty still looks so pure.
"Mu'er, I'm... back." Ling Xiao suppressed the tears in his eyes and smiled as usual.
"kindness!"
Mu'er nodded vigorously and hugged Ling Xiao.
My little beggar has become so powerful.
Mu'er smiled slightly, the familiar breath, the familiar embrace, the familiar temperature, he has not changed.