Misty Canyon, before the Walled City.

The fog gradually thinned, and there seemed to be an unknown gaze in the dark, constantly scanning Xia Lin and Yongxuan.

Plus the scattered ghostfire lanterns floating around......

The atmosphere was all at once.

In the eerie atmosphere, Xia Lin was thinking.

Until the side, Yongxuan said softly: "Steady? ”

Xia Lin shook his head slightly: "It's not necessarily stable." ”

Hoping to defeat Lu Yun's lava stone demon across levels, it stands to reason that he also has the ability to defeat the low-ranking king-level and Bronze Age Black Death Sword Lord.

The gap brought about by the racial level is not necessarily greater than the difference in the strength level.

However, the combat power of the soul pet should not be calculated by a simple level - skill matching, skill proficiency, battlefield environment, restraint of fighting style, and even wartime will, determination, mentality, etc., are enough to affect the outcome of a battle.

Thinking of this, Xia Lin chuckled: "I don't want these things, if I can beat it, I will have the Black Death Sword King, and if I can't beat it, I will take the Black Armor Warrior." ”

As the soul master, the gap between these two soul pets is not very big in Xia Lin's eyes......

After waiting for another moment, the fog in front of him surged, automatically separated and turned into a passage, and at the end of the passage, two figures walked side by side.

Seeing the black-clothed, black-haired and barefooted man, Yongxuan bowed his head on the spot, but the dead man waved his hand to Yongxuan and looked at Xia Lin again.

"I am the examiner of this time, the one who died."

"I've seen the examiner."

"Well, and the one next to me is the assessment I just told you about...... Black Dead Sword Lord. ”

Since just now, Xia Lin's gaze has been locked on the Black Death Sword Monarch and has not moved.

It wears black armor, like walking armor, and carries a giant sword of nearly two meters.

Tall, burly, mysterious, evil......

At this time, there was no aura fluctuation on the Black Death Sword Monarch's body.

It's just the pair of scarlet eyes under the visor, staring at Xia Lin.

From those eyes, it was not difficult for Xia Lin to see the spiritual fluctuations contained in them...... It didn't look like a soul pet, but like an armored heavy swordsman.

After a moment of silence, Xia Lin said softly: "Xia Lin, and ......" said while opening the soul realm and releasing hope: "Hope." ”

Hope's hideous appearance made the Black Death Sword Lord deflect his gaze, and after a long time, it looked at Xia Lin again.

"Absolutely."

"Hello...... In a moment, please give me more advice. ”

"Hmm."

The dead man interjected at the right time: "Xia Lin, wait a minute, I want to talk to Jue a little." ”

With that, the dead man pulled the curtain and turned his back to Xia Lin and the others.

Soul power stirred and whispered.

"Is this kid okay?"

Jue snorted softly: "It's okay, but it doesn't seem to be as good as the kid next to him." If I'm not mistaken, the kid next to him is the Chosen One, right? ”

Dead Man: "Yes." But that child has a full contract, and he still has a legendary elder, and the future path is designed by the family. There is a high probability that there is no place for you in the contract slot. ”

This made Jue silent for a moment, and then sighed lightly: "It's okay......"

The Dead Man: "If you are not satisfied with Xia Lin, there are still some pretty good seedlings here in Huaguo......"

Before the dead man finished speaking, he interrupted: "No need, just try this." If not, I'm going to have to wait another year. ”

The dead man was silent for a moment: "A year later, it is unknown whether the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss still exists...... Not to mention a fragment of a magic sword. ”

"You're in a hurry?"

"I'm anxious for you."

"No, not for me...... You're just taking a fancy to my prowess. You're in need of teenage geniuses right now? ”

The dead man opened his mouth, and only after a long time did he say without breath: "Pure blind guess, there is no such thing." ”

but no longer cares about the dead.

Turning its head and stepping, it was not until it came to a short distance in front of Xia Lin that it slowly drew the long sword it was carrying.

People are pure black people.

The sword, also a pure black sword.

The heavy sword slammed into the ground, and he spoke gently.

"Let's get started."

……

Xia Lin was already drooling......

Originally, I thought that the Black Armor Samurai and the Black Death Sword Lord were not much different from each other.

But now take a look...... That's not much of a gap!?

It's a long way off, right!

Let's not mention the most simple and intuitive poor combat power, let's just say that this forced style is different!

Although the black-armored samurai has intelligence, it is difficult to say complex words, and they can only simply obey the complex instructions of the soul master.

Look at this Black Dead Sword Monarch again.

This figure.

This momentum.

This is a low, hoarse voice when he speaks......

Push it right!

For the soul master, what is the most important thing to force the grid!

Xia Lin didn't see it, Yongxuan on the side looked at Xiang Jue's eyes, a little strange......

Far beyond Xia Lin's knowledge, Yongxuan had already realized that the Black Death Sword Monarch in front of him was a little different from the normal Black Death Sword Monarch.

The most obvious point...... Whose Black Death Sword Lord will name himself?

Whose Black Death Sword Monarch can stand side by side with the dead (high-ranking legendary, legendary period)?

But Yongxuan didn't know how to tell Xia Lin about it.

Looking at the dead again, Yongxuan wisely chose to keep his mouth shut.

With Guan Chao's legendary heart and acting style, the dead will never harm the young genius of Huaguo.

"Let's get started."

When he opened his mouth like this, Xia Lin's expression became solemn.

Turning his head to look at hope, he saw that hope was already eager to try!

"Roar~"

A dull roar exploded from the mouth of hope, and it paced away with broken steps.

So, the long sword was slowly raised, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at hope.

Never again: "Three chances to ......"

Xia Lin: "??? What three chances? ”

But no more.

It's just raising the sword and slashing......

A deep voice roared and reached Xia Lin's ears.

"This is the first ......"

"Buzz".

The pitch-black sword qi instantly occupied all of Xia Lin's senses!

……

It was as if blinded by sheer darkness.

It's like being lost in a realm of darkness and nothingness.

Panicked and at a loss......

Can't see everything clearly.

I don't feel everything......

When a pure white silk thread cut through the darkness, Xia Lin only felt a pain in his eyes, as if he was blinded by the light.

Tears kept dripping, and he rubbed his eyes vigorously, and Xia Lin could see everything that was happening in front of him vaguely.

I saw that Jue returned to his original posture, standing without saying a word.

And I saw that Hope was standing not far in front of him......

Huge body, as majestic as a hill.

But slowly...... The mountain collapsed.

"Boom".

Hope, which had no scars on his body, actually fell to the ground under Xia Lin's nose!

The dead man raised his hand: "Xia Lin is defeated." ”

Xia Lin couldn't help but be silent.

Because he didn't know how hope was defeated.

Until the black halo bloomed from the dead man and shrouded Hope, which made the eyes of Hope clear up in an instant.

A fierce man got up from the ground, hoping to look at Jue, and then turned his head to look at his own soul master.

From the midst of the hideous dog's head...... Xia Lin read the grievances of hope......

The soul pact conveys a feeling of hope.

'The soul attack, the death attack, it defeats me. ’

'This really can't beat ......'