As soon as these words came out, everyone present couldn't help but feel suffocated. Everyone present was a master, and they were naturally good at judging people. However, in their hearts, Ling Xiao was only at the 11th or 12th stage of the Pulse Condensation Stage.
With his realm, he might still have the power to unite with the master of the family.
But present were the two family heads who had surrendered and many masters behind them, not to mention the existence of the terrifyingly powerful Holy Fire Sect.
This Ling Xiao is crazy.
But what was pouring out unscrupulously in Ling Xiao's eyes was real murderous intent. People like the head of the Wang family and the head of the Zhang family could naturally tell whether the look in his eyes was fierce and stern, or whether he was truly fearless.
What they saw in those eyes was a confident killing intent that seemed capable of killing everyone. For a moment, the two family heads even felt that they were the ones being besieged.
Zhang Wudi was the first to speak, with a sneer on his face: "I've heard of your greatness, but at best you're just a junior. If I take action..."
He was interrupted by Ling Xiao before he finished speaking. Ling Xiao glanced at him, with no concealed contempt in his eyes: "Dog, don't talk to me..."
"You..." The head of the Zhang family was furious, but Zhang Qifa took a step forward, as if he wanted to make peace with his grandma, with a smile on his face: "What you said is wrong. If it takes your life, I can change it."
If you have saved the lives of hundreds of people like us here, you should feel honored. Why should you risk the lives of innocent and irrelevant people here just for the sake of temporary pleasure?"
Ling Xiao looked at him, with a sarcastic taste in his mouth. The man in front of him was the Zhang family's think tank. All the large-scale actions behind the scenes of the Zhang family were handled by this man. It seemed that his thoughts were really good. In a short time
In just a few words, Ling Xiao's whole being was pushed to the opposite side of all the lives of the three families, and his thoughts were clearly dark.
"Haha, the lives of those who are still alive are not worthy of my saving." Ling Xiao didn't defend himself and said this sentence back.
Yuan Cheng spoke at this time, his words full of pride: "Lingjia's son, that day you killed my fellow sect brothers and sisters, and today several families are trying to take your life. It's hard to even give you wings."
If you had just begged for mercy, I might not have made your death so painful."
Ling Xiao looked at Yuan Cheng and chuckled: "Oh, really? I failed to kill you that day and let you escape, causing so many troubles today." He pulled out the long knife
After getting out of the ground, he held the knife in his right hand and stretched it out to face Yuan Cheng. He stroked the back of the long knife with his left hand and looked at Yuan Cheng with his eyes: "If you die right away, what's the use of your pride?"
Yuan Cheng's mind immediately recalled the scene of Ling Xiao killing everyone in front of him with the bloody knife in his hand that day. His heart trembled and he forced himself to say: "Are you talking big? Everyone can say it. There are so many people here."
A master, you can still kill me."
He said this, but his body involuntarily moved a few steps towards the other teenagers.
No one present saw how Ling Xiao drew the sword. The teenagers standing beside Yuan Cheng just felt the attack of the sword energy and subconsciously dodged to one side. Their dodged bodies had just touched the ground, and their toes had just touched the ground.
As soon as I stepped on the fallen leaves on the ground, there was a popping sound next to me.
A line of blood stretched from Yuan Cheng's Yintang to his crotch. When the young men who had dodged away turned around, Yuan Cheng's body that had been cut in half fell to the left and right, and blood spurted out.
Someone with keen eyes at the scene exclaimed: "A third-grade famous vessel, a third-grade famous vessel!"
Several family heads and young men were shocked. Tie Ying's reaction was the fastest. He was already in front of Ling Xiao, and stretched out his five claws forward, but he was ready to grab Ling Xiao's wrist.
Ling Xiao's blade turned around and collided with Tie Ying's hand with a clang. Tie Ying's stern expression changed, and his other hand penetrated diagonally from the side at a weird angle, ready to twist Ling Xiao's elbow.
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Lingxiao's Qi moved the meridians of his arm, and the Broken Jade Fist hit the blade with one move. Under the influence of the force of two and two, Tie Ying's man took a few steps back with a bang, and then stabilized his body.
He shook his hand off, and a pile of ice shavings turned into powder and dispersed in the air. Although he still had the same cold look, his tone had changed a lot: "The third-grade famous weapon Blood Sword, the perfect Broken Jade Fist,
The cold air that can frostbite my meridians means you are quite capable, and you are definitely not just at the pulse condensation stage."
A member of the same sect was hacked to death in front of him. Several young men who had come to their senses prepared to step forward after Tie Ying retreated, but Tie Ying raised his hand to signal them to stop.
"Your progress is limitless. The Holy Fire Sect needs talents like you," Tie Ying said with a chuckle: "How about surrendering? Your status will be different from others. If the several family heads behind you
I'm disrespectful to you, and you won't have any problem even if I kill you."
"Fuck you! Your father, I can kill them right now, do you need to worry about it?" Ling Xiao responded unceremoniously.
A blue vein popped up on Tie Ying's forehead, and one word came out of his mouth: "Kill!"
After hearing the words, the three young men stepped forward and stabbed straight with their long swords. The young man who beat Chu Wentian until he vomited blood was the first to approach, followed by the three-star Gong Rui, aiming at Ling Xiao's Yintang, Shanzhong and Qihai respectively.
, he was confident in his skill with the sword and couldn't wait to chop off the head of the arrogant man in front of him.
Ling Xiao's body suddenly moved half an inch to the side, leaving an afterimage on the spot. The young man's sword that stabbed Ling Xiao Yintang immediately hit the air. The next moment, his sword suddenly became unable to move.
Ling Xiao already held his sword in his hand, and his whole hand was still turned into a cold crystal white color. The young man was frightened, and the flames on the sword surged, burning the palm of Ling Xiao's hand.
There was a chissing sound, but Ling Xiao did not let go. The young man felt a chill in his abdomen and looked down in disbelief. His lower body had disappeared.
At the same time that the flames on the sword subsided, Ling Xiao waved his big hand and threw the young man's upper body and sword towards the two young men who were attacking behind him. The movement was so fast that the two young men could not catch up with the flesh and blood.
The blurred body was covered in blood and stained with blood. It was originally dressed in cold white clothes, but now it was also filthy.
The Wang family, the Chu family, and the Zhang family were all horrified. In just half a moment, two members of the Holy Fire Sect died in front of them.
Damn it! In the past few days, the entire family was surrounded by these five people and dared not take a step! Just now, I couldn't even resist one person!
Their eyes fell on the third-grade famous weapon Blood Knife in Ling Xiao's hand. It must be the credit of this artifact!
The faces of the Ling family were filled with uncontrollable joy. That was a third-grade famous weapon! It is usually difficult to find even a second-grade famous weapon in Blackstone City. This third-grade famous weapon is simply a divine thing!
Several family heads had a bad thought at the same time. Ling Xiao was killing people here like this. If the senior leaders of the Holy Fire Sect heard the news and came, wouldn't the several families present...
At this thought, the two family heads and several masters moved and flashed in front of Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao, who was about to step forward, held his sword in front of him, but the solemn look on his face did not diminish at all: "Haha, so you agree with me to kill you?"
Ling Potian moved to step forward, but he heard Ling Xiao shout: "Uncles from the Ling family, please don't step forward, let me kill these jackals and their master alone!"
Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao had already slashed out with his sword and chopped a Chu family master who was standing at the front in half. His men had already rushed into the crowd when the flesh and blood were flying.
The blood has been splattered, and there is no reason not to take action. The two expert battle groups swarmed forward and surrounded Ling Xiao. They thought that one person could not monopolize it. The worst among this group was at the ninth level of the pulse condensation stage.
Even if I take action, I can't kill this little Ling Xiaolai.
But they misjudged the strength of the third-grade blood sword.
Ling Xiao swung out his sword, and the person standing in front of the sword was a master of the Wang family. It was a first-grade red iron rod. It turned out that the red iron rod and most of his chest were split open by Ling Xiao's knife, and blood spattered everywhere.
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The moment it touched, the greedy bloody knife sucked the red iron rod into rusty iron.
Ling Xiao opened and closed, and the Immortal Imperial Body was activated early. Even though other people's sticks, knives, or swords were slashing on his body, despite the clanging sound, not a single bloody wound was made on his body.
And when he targeted one, he would chop it off with a single blow, without even using any skills. He would often cut off the weapon and the person in that person's hand. After several times, his body was only struck by the internal force.
Some blood was rising, but most of the masters in the battle group were killed or injured.
When Ling Xiao, who was excited to kill, chopped off both of Wang Renming's left arms, other members of the battle group present no longer dared to step forward and retreated to one side. In the encirclement, most of the body was covered in blood.
Ling Xiao waved his sword to the side and laughed wildly: "You should come forward again!"
The Wang family and the Zhang family had a feud with him in the previous life. Ling Xiao's knife was filled with hatred, and it cut smoothly.
Ling Shouxin looked at Ling Xiao with surprise in his eyes. In just a few months, the man who killed everyone in front of him was still the same promiscuous son who only hung out in brothels and casinos before.
Ling Potian was overjoyed. The four families were already fighting with each other, and his good grandson killed the other families in such a panic. It was really a good fit to let out a bad breath!
A helpless feeling emerged in Ling Shouzhi's heart. At some point, Ling Xiao turned out to be stronger than him. Was this because God wanted him to be unable to stand up in this vein?
Tie Ying looked at Ling Xiao with a livid face, his eyes were solemn, and he pulled out a simple long sword from the sheath on his waist and was about to move. Suddenly his ears twitched, he stopped, and reached out to stop the other two who were about to step forward.
The young man said coldly: "There is no need for us to take action."
A gray figure flashed through the air and stood in front of Ling Xiao. He was a lean middle-aged man. With a wave of his hand, a master from the Zhang family who was closest to Ling Xiao was knocked away and exploded in the air.
The blood mist.
The middle-aged man glanced to both sides and paused for a moment on the two corpses of the Holy Fire Sect on the ground. He turned back with a stern look in his eyes. Before Ling Xiao could react, his men were already in front of Ling Xiao.
, struck out with one palm.
In a hurry, Ling Xiao was startled and placed the long knife in front of him to block it. Before he could punch out, the middle-aged man hit the bloody knife with his palm.
Ling Xiao slid back a few steps, dug his feet into the ground until his ankles, and finally steadied his body.
Ling Potian, who was originally worried, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but saw Ling Xiao frowning, with an uncomfortable look on his face.
With a pop, Ling Xiao spurted out a large mouthful of blood.