After finishing speaking, the warrior who blocked Ling Xiao's path alone just now added: "We eradicate rebellion and eliminate dangers for the Demonic Dragon Sect, and you are the biggest culprit. If you don't die, the religious rules will not tolerate it!"
"Canon rules? Haha, a bunch of bastards who have to cover their faces in broad daylight and don't even dare to reveal their true colors dare to talk to me about canon rules?
Didn’t the canon teach you the consequences of besieging and killing the leader’s successor?”
Amid laughter, Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly condensed, and a terrifying killing intent was released from his body.
"You are indeed a monster! You know our identities and you still dare to take action! Still want to kill us?
Well, since you want to die, you must remember my name after you die - Yang Huo!"
"If you can't remember it, there is no need to remember it, because you will die soon!"
Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao's sword had already been thrust out.
This sword is too fast and too sharp.
Yang Huo could not escape.
He could only watch the sword approaching his throat, thinking about the tragic scene after he was pierced through the throat.
"Ding!"
At the critical moment, a knife stood in front of him, blocking Ling Xiao's sword.
"Blood massacre!"
Yang Huo looked excitedly at the man standing in front of him and let out a sigh of relief.
He was so lucky. If it hadn't been for Xue Tu's action, he would have died.
One turn to the twelve levels of hell and later cultivation level?
Ling Xiao looked at the man in front of him, who was wearing a blood-colored robe and with dozens of scars crisscrossing his face, and frowned.
This guy looks to be in his forties. If he is really a member of the Demonic Dragon Cult, he should definitely not be an unknown person.
It seems that it must have been hidden by Yun Zhongfeng for a long time.
"I have long heard that there is a source of trouble in Wenjiao, and he is very powerful. When I saw it today, it turned out to be the case!
But no matter how powerful you are, you will die today!"
Xue Tu looked at Ling Xiao indifferently, and the blood-red sword in his hand released an astonishing killing aura.
He was originally the most secretive being of the Demonic Dragon Sect. Yun Zhongfeng once said that he would not be awakened unless he completely broke up with Chen Buyi.
But now, he was awakened.
The cause was not Chen Buyi, but a young man, a young man who was called the source of trouble.
Today, they came here with no other purpose. The only thing they wanted to do was to kill Ling Xiao.
"The source of the trouble? Haha, that old dog Yun Zhongfeng really puts a high hat on people's heads."
Ling Xiao sneered: "If I guessed correctly, you should be members of the Dark Dragon Group, right?"
The Dark Dragon Group is a force secretly created by Yun Zhongfeng.
In name, he is a warrior of the Demonic Dragon Cult who performs assassinations, undercover and other tasks.
In fact, it is nothing more than a killing tool that he secretly cultivated to eradicate dissidents.
In recent years, many people in the Demonic Dragon Sect who were loyal to Chen Buyi have been assassinated successively, and it was this group of people who did it.
The Dark Dragon Group has never been made public, but it does exist.
This is what Xiao Muyu told Chen Buyi.
Chen Buyi told Ling Xiao again.
"Haha, now that you know our identities, let's stop talking nonsense. Now, I will send you on your way!"
Xue Tu sneered, and the murderous aura in his body became even stronger.
"Are all the people from your Dark Dragon Group here?"
Ling Xiao suddenly asked.
"Everyone is here except the team leader. Are you proud enough?"
Xuetu didn't know why Ling Xiao asked this, but he answered anyway.
"Very good, let's use the knife."
Ling Xiao instantly entered the transformation state of the Blood Demonic Dragon Soul, and then took out the Blood Thunder King Sword.
Behind the scenes, the sword spirit began to shine fiercely.
There are many people on the other side, and there are many experts.
Ling Xiao would never dare to be careless.
"Have you accepted your fate?"
Xuetu smiled coldly, then waved his hand and said: "Don't make a move, he is mine!"
As the words fell, a terrifying sword intent began to spread and bloom in the air!
A sharp, domineering, and bloodthirsty aura entwined and spurted out on the bloody knife in his hand.
The knife seemed to have integrated with him and became a part of his body, making him stronger and more terrifying.
"It's very strong, stronger than Yunlan, but it's still nothing to worry about!"
Ling Xiao's brows frowned slightly, then relaxed.
Xue Tu's hard power may not be stronger than Yun Lan's, but he has a stronger murderous intention and more experience.
This kind of person is actually very difficult to deal with.
In the world of martial arts, there are actually many warriors with similar levels of cultivation, and among those we encounter on a regular basis, the differences between them are not too great.
At this time, the key to victory or defeat is experience and fighting spirit.
Let Xue Tu fight Yun Lan. Yun Lan will definitely not be able to withstand ten moves.
This is a real battle, and it cannot be compared with ordinary sparring.
Ling Xiao looked at the apprentice indifferently, the Blood Thunder King Sword in his hand flickered, and a sword intent condensed on the sword body.
A biting chill bloomed in the space.
It is like the biting cold wind in the ice and snow, and even more like the murderous aura coming from the Netherworld Wolf in the Nine Netherworld.
very scary!
It’s scary!
Show your sharpness and make no secret of it!
And it was so natural, as if the Blood Thunder King Sword originally belonged to Ling Xiao and was inseparable from Ling Xiao.
At this time, Ling Xiao seemed to be no longer a person, but a sword, a sword that could make everything around him lose its luster.
Suddenly, it started to rain.
Rainy day, murderous day!
The rain was expelled by the sword intent and sword intent of the two, forming a blank area between the two of them.
It was as if even the rain was afraid of their murderous intent.
Xue Tu was slightly startled, as if he was surprised by Ling Xiao's killing intent.
It was not weaker than him at all, which he had not expected.
But he didn't want anyone to help him at this time, he couldn't afford to lose that person.
In any case, he is also one of the four deputy leaders of the Dark Dragon Group.
He took a deep breath, slowly raised his right hand, and the bloody knife swayed gently with his arm.
At the same time, Ling Xiao had stopped moving.
Holding the sword in his right hand, he pointed at Xue Tu from afar, with a cold smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
"I ask you one last time, should you surrender to the leader or follow that old dog Yun Zhongfeng into the dark side?"
His voice was very loud and bright. I believe that both Xue Tu and the people around him could hear it clearly.
However they didn't answer.
Only Xuetu sneered and said: "Boy, I know you are good at talking, but the battle is not won by talking."
"It seems like you have chosen the stupidest path."
Ling Xiao's voice sounded slowly.
On the sword, the energy circulates crazily, and blood thunder roars and roars on the sword.
It seemed like he could pounce out at any time.
“It looks scary, but I don’t know what its true strength is!
I don’t use this knife much, but if I use it a hundred times, I’ll kill a hundred people!
And I only kill people who are worthy of me.
Among these people, your cultivation level can only be considered average!"
Xuetu said coldly and proudly.
"I hope your knife is really more powerful than your mouth."
Ling Xiao smiled lightly and looked at Xue Tu with contempt, as if laughing at his ignorance.