A huge Heavenly Demonic Spider descended into the courtyard. As soon as it appeared, it swallowed two martial artists alive. Then, it began to release its silk frantically.
A huge flower suddenly grew out from the ground. Its petals danced in the air and turned into sharp weapons that hunted the crowd.
The most terrifying thing was Lin Ruoxian's attack.
Her strength was terrifying. With the help of the array, the huge white snake ran amok in the courtyard. Once someone was hit by the poisonous gas in her mouth, even if they didn't die, they would faint.
With the help of the array, the four of them worked together. In less than ten minutes, dozens of Sword Race martial artists were killed or seriously injured.
This was basically the start of the war.
However, Ling Xiao didn't care.
Because he came here today to start the war.
In order to save Ling Jiaojiao, he didn't hesitate to sacrifice himself with the Sword Race.
Of course, no one liked to die.
Therefore, Ling Xiao formulated a plan. Once it succeeded, they could escape and leave this damned Eight Immortals City.
It wouldn't be too late to come back for revenge in the future when their cultivation was stronger.
So far, the plan had been carried out perfectly according to his expectations.
"Ling Xiao, if you have the ability, then fight with me. If I win, you'll be at the mercy of the Sword Race.
If I lose, you can take your sister away. Our Sword Race won't stop you! "
Jian Liufeng suddenly looked at Ling Xiao and said.
This was because he realized that he had been underestimating this ant-like existence all this time.
If the situation continued to develop, even if they killed Ling Xiao in the end, most of the Sword Race's martial artists would die.
With the Sword Race's decline, the other families would definitely take advantage of it.
This kind of thing had happened before.
One had to know that the Eight Great Families of the Eight Immortals Mountain hadn't always been the same. In fact, other than the Moon Race, there had been changes in the other families.
The Moon Race was the oldest family. Although it wasn't the strongest now, very few people dared to touch them because they had a mysterious power. Once they decided to sacrifice themselves, they could directly raze the entire Eight Immortals Mountain.
No one was willing to see such an outcome.
Therefore, the Moon Race had always been neutral. They didn't provoke or offend anyone.
Others did not dare to provoke them for fear of harming the innocent.
In the past, the changes in the other seven great clans were all due to the mistakes of the previous clans, which led to the sharp decline of the clans' power, and then they were replaced.
The Sword Race didn't want that.
If they really suffered heavy casualties in the end, then the other families would definitely devour them like ferocious beasts.
As for their vacancies, there would naturally be other clans to fill in.
In any case, there were many clans waiting to replace the Sword Race in the Eight Immortal Mountain.
Therefore, Jian Liufeng decided to fight with Ling Xiao. This way, he would be able to resolve the problem easily and wouldn't bring any trouble to the Sword Tribe.
"Idiot, you're a First Revolution Fifth Level Hell martial artist, while I'm only a First Revolution Third Level Hell martial artist.
Do you really think I'll fight you? "
Ling Xiao scolded Jian Liufeng in disdain.
"You coward, you don't even dare to fight. What a joke!"
Jian Liufeng cursed.
"What a joke. If I really want to fight with you, then there must be something wrong with my brain."
Ling Xiao said disdainfully, "Do you want me to randomly pick a martial artist from your Sword Race and fight one-on-one? If I win, you'll do as I say? Idiot! "
"You!"
Jian Liufeng's face turned ashen, but he couldn't refute.
This was because he was in the wrong, and his eloquence wasn't as good as Ling Xiao's, so it was inevitable that he would be at a disadvantage.
"Husband, don't be angry. Since he doesn't dare to fight with you, then let me fight on your behalf."
Sha Zin stood out and said.
"You're not bad. Your cultivation is close to breaking through to the early fourth level of the Yin Yang Realm. You're stronger than Jian You and Jian Jia.
If you also know the Slaughtering Sword Physique, then your strength would probably be comparable to a martial artist at the early fourth level of the Yin Yang Realm. Good, good, I can agree to fight with you. "
Ling Xiao looked at Sha Zin and said, "But let's be clear. If I kill you, I can take my sister away. Your Sword Race will seek revenge!"
After saying this, he looked at Jian Kun and Jian Ruchao.
If the two of them didn't say anything, they would definitely go back on their words.
"Xin Xin, are you sure you can win?"
Jian Kun looked at Sha Zin and asked.
An unknown expert had locked on.
Ling Xiao's terrifying formation gave Jian Kun a headache.
If Sha Zin could defeat Ling Xiao, it would be a good thing.
However, the strength that Ling Xiao displayed earlier was a little worrying.
Ling Xiao could defeat Jian You and Jian Jia so easily. Could he be hiding his strength?
Sha Zin smiled and said, "Father, have you forgotten that our Sand Race also has a secret technique?
Although I don't have the Slaughtering Sword Physique, I have the Sand Witcher!
He doesn't know this, so I'm 100% sure that I can kill him. It's impossible for me to fail. "
"Sand Witcher!"
Hearing this, Jian Kun suddenly felt relieved.
The Sand Witcher of the Sand Race was really terrifying. It was a ferocious beast hidden in the bloodline of the Sand Race.
Once released, even the martial artist couldn't control it.
However, its combat power was definitely strong.
As long as he could defeat Ling Xiao, he didn't care whether that thing could be controlled or not. He didn't care anyway.
"Alright, father believes you. If you can kill him, don't let him live! If this brat lives for even a second longer, I'll feel very uncomfortable! "
Jian Kun gnashed his teeth and said.
He naturally hated Ling Xiao to the bone.
First, he killed the Earth Demon Assassin that their Sword Race had painstakingly nurtured. Then, he killed his three sons. One of them was even his own.
The enmity of killing his sons was absolutely irreconcilable.
How could he let this Ling Xiao go?
He hated that he couldn't skin Ling Xiao and pull out his tendons!
However, Ling Xiao was too cunning. For safety's sake, he gave Sha Zin an order to kill if she could.
As long as Ling Xiao died, he could whip his corpse in anger.
"Don't worry, father. Today is my husband's wedding day. This brat actually dared to cause such a ruckus at the wedding venue.
He even insulted our Sand Race and Sword Race's martial artists. If I don't kill him, wouldn't I be a Sand Race woman in vain?
A Sword Race wife in vain!
Don't worry, I definitely won't let him live on. "
An incomparably sinister expression appeared on Sha Zin's originally beautiful face, as if she was a wild beast that went berserk.
She walked towards Ling Xiao and stood 50 meters away. She pointed at Ling Xiao and said, "Little thief, do you dare to fight with me, Sha Zin?!
Don't tell me that you're even afraid of women! "
"Since you're seeking death, why should I refuse?! It's just that so many people present are listening. Those conditions that you mentioned earlier, the Sword Race's Patriarch, Jian Kun, has already agreed. Whether or not your Sword Race is really shameless without a bottom line, I really want to see. "
Ling Xiao originally didn't want to kill more people.
But the Sword Race wasn't willing to let Ling Jiaojiao go. He could only start a massacre here.
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