Chapter 80: Is There a Strong Man in the Dark?

The powerhouse in the early stage of the Evil Elder Realm was so surprised that he was slashed by a sword.

With a sword, even if it was the realm of the consummation stage of the Crow Evil Long Realm, he didn't see how Lin Xiu came out with the sword.

How fast is this sword? The crow didn't know, anyway, he knew that as long as he was close to Lin Xiu, he would definitely die a miserable death.

"Even if you are strong, you only have the strength of the Taoist Realm Perfection Period! I don't believe that so many strong people can't beat you! ”

The crow's face turned sideways, and he planned to use the crowd tactics, and the crowd tactics were also the next step, and there was no way to do it.

"You, you, you, and you, give it to me!"

Casually pushed out a few people, and the crows hiding behind the crowd, in order to be careful to sail the 10,000-year-old ship, revealed a pair of cunning eyes, staring at Lin Xiu.

Even if the person who is pulled out casually, one evil master is in the early stage, and three evil masters are in the early stage.

The sound of bang, pop, and poofing came out again and again, and they all resorted to the strongest means to retain their strength at the moment of life, that is, to joke with their lives.

Lin Xiu smiled indifferently, his feet were slightly bent, and his toes were the ground, passing by the four of them.

Still didn't see how Lin Xiu came out of the sword, four red blood lines came out of the necks of the four people, slowly lengthened, and fell to the ground limply.

The ghosts that floated out of the jar glanced at the dead people, so that they would not fight for the dead, and they were more comfortable in a city full of ghosts and evil spirits.

If Yan Yanran is here, she can see at a glance that this will actually be her Yan family's peerless school-Juhe!

The person who can cut Juhe off is the ancestor who created the swordsmanship back then, Yan Chixia.

In the Yan family, four hundred years ago, another genius was born, and at the age of eighteen, he completely mastered the Yan family's swordsmanship.

It was also after the prodigy met Li Xiaoyao that the two sword-loving people learned from each other and taught each other's strengths, which made Li Xiaoyao reach the name of the sword immortal!

Thinking back to the scene of that year, the corners of Lin Xiu's mouth rose, and the sword in his hand drew a flower in the air.

Lin Xiu, who has superb swordsmanship, has made the crow have a huge sense of crisis in his heart, if Lin Xiu is allowed to escape and let him grow up for a few years, he will be the great enemy of the Red Flower Sect!

"Give it to everyone! If anyone kills him, I will teach him the method of alchemy corpse! ”

A heavy bounty is offered to produce a hero, and to the evil chief, the temptation of the golden corpse is like a drunkard meeting a good bottle of wine.

How can I think with my head, thinking in case that person is my luck.

The crow also brought more than a dozen people, five of whom had died, and there were seven people left, and with him, there were only eight.

This time, several people learned to be smart, no longer approached Lin Xiu, and directly took out the strongest ghost, pulled out the seal of the jar, and chattered at Lin Xiu.

After pounding for a long time, ghosts floated out again, in different forms, all of which were the strongest means of several evil masters, and the little man of the Great Perfection of the Evil Master was not bad, and he could actually refine powerful ghosts.

The realm was in the early stage of the Ghost Growth Realm, and compared to its own strength, it was not a little bit stronger.

Crossing that chasm, the understanding of power will reach a whole new level.

For Li Xiaoyao, what is the strength of having already crossed it? What is a realm?

A few people, you look at me, I look at you, they don't want to be the first bird, so angry that the crow kicked out in the back, kicking out the little man of the evil master Da Quan.

I thought about trying to see how Lin Xiu's sword could swing and reach such a speed.

At the moment of staggering, a fishy wind blew, and the little man fell to the ground, no longer moving.

The crow thought that the little man was pretending to be dead, so he couldn't help but step forward and step on his feet, and after turning over, the familiar red line around his neck, saw blood sealing his throat.

There were not even blood beads, a three-centimeter blood line, shallow left on the neck.

"Ahh

Frightened, the crow retreated again and again, and it was certain that Lin Xiu was not wielding the sword, but why was there a shallow scar, and the cause of death of several people was the same.

"Could it be that there are still strong people in the secret?"

After the seeds of thought are bred in the crow's heart, they are infinitely magnified, and this is such a strong person, it must be inconvenient to show up.

In the big clans, when selecting juniors, juniors with high hopes will be followed by a strong man all the time.

The crow obviously regarded Lin Xiu as a genius in a certain clan, and this kind of practice threatened Lin Xiu's safety, so the one in the secret had no choice but to take action.

Looking around, the crows can't see anything at a distance of twenty meters in visibility, and the only thing they can use is perception.

"How can you be so powerful! Withdraw, we're no match for him! The crow shouted loudly, how can there be any arrogance before, even if the realm is much higher than Lin Xiu, but the one in the secret is not something he can afford to provoke.

Lin Xiu looked at the crow that was retreating inexplicably, his heart was full of doubts, and he was still clamoring before that if he didn't bring him back, he would be cramped and skinned, and he turned around and ran.

The few people who were pushed out faced Lin Xiu with ugly faces, and heard that the crows shouted to retreat, how could they care about ghosts, it was important to save their lives first.

Even the evil chief retreated, and the ghosts naturally followed behind a few people and burrowed into the haze.

The matter was resolved, Li Xiaoyao returned to his body, and the moment Lin Xiu took control of his body, his right hand was like a waste, especially the index finger and middle finger, and he couldn't move.

The biceps and wrists hurt so much that tears were about to fall, and the strong feeling of weakness made Lin Xiu unable to stand on his feet and sit on the ground all at once.

doubled his physical strength, and when he saw Li Xiaoyao swing a few swords, his physical strength was squandered.

Sharing his vision, Lin Xiu clearly saw every sword that Li Xiaoyao swung out, and he could be described as applauding.

With a twist of the wrist, the sword light on the tip of the sword swept past the neck position, and it couldn't even get the blood stains, and after killing people with the blade, the sword was too fast, and before the blood could flow out, it was closed by the skin.

That fierce sword qi, the moment it invaded the body, it shattered the throat and heart, and it didn't look like it hurt on the outside, but it was mixed together in the body, like a hodgepodge.

"Master Sword Mountain."

After the surroundings were safe, Song Wenxi ran out of the protective layer and wanted to help Lin Xiu up, but Lin Xiu at this time was like a mess of mud.

"Let... Let Uncle Song move a few of us to the corner, and we won't be able to get out of the business street today. ”

Lin Xiu took his last breath, and after speaking, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Guan Peng, who was sore and weak, didn't want Song Wenxi and Song Yanzhen to lift him to the corner, so he tried to support his arm, but he couldn't move his fingers.

In the end, even Xiong Maoling's body was moved to the corner, and after Lin Xiu and the others woke up, they were making a decision.

It is expected that Lin Xiu and his party who walked out of the Trade Heaven Realm today had to change their plans, and they were stopped by the little ghost before they left the Trade Heaven Street.

Song Wenxi, who was tired and sweating profusely, couldn't fall asleep yet, and discussed with Song Yanzhen, and the two alternately guarded each other.

Li Xiaoyao took advantage of Lin Xiu's deep sleep, borrowed his body, and laid down a phantom array and a defensive formation, and then entered his body to recuperate and rest.

Time passed, and with the sky, it was completely impossible to distinguish day and night, and the viscous white fog shortened from twenty meters to fifteen meters with the change of time.

The ghostly and evil qi is larger than before, and it is easier for people to get lost in the white mist......