After saying that, the warrior who had blocked Ling Xiao's path by himself added, "We're helping the Dragon Cult eradicate the traitors and eliminate the danger, and you're the biggest source of trouble. If you don't die, the Cult rules won't allow it!"
"Cult rules? Haha, a bunch of people who have to cover their faces in broad daylight and don't even dare to reveal their true faces dare to talk to me about the Cult's rules?
Didn't the Cult's rules teach you the consequences of killing the successor of the Cult Master? "
Amidst his laughter, Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly focused, and a terrifying killing intent was released from his body.
"You really are a magical beast! You know our identities, and you still dare to attack us! You still want to kill us?
Fine, since you want to die, you must remember my name after you die — Yang Huo! "
"I can't remember, and there's no need to remember, because you'll die very soon!"
Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao had already stabbed out with his sword.
This sword was too fast and too sharp.
Yang Huo could not dodge.
He could only watch helplessly as the sword neared his throat, imagining the tragic scene of his throat being pierced.
Clang!
At the critical moment, a saber blocked in front of him, blocking Ling Xiao's sword.
"Xue Tu!"
Yang Huo looked excitedly at the person standing in front of him and let out a long breath.
He was too lucky. If Xue Tu had not intervened, he would probably be dead.
Late-stage First Transformation Twelfth Level of Hell cultivation?
Ling Xiao looked at the man in a blood-red robe in front of him, who had more than a dozen scars crisscrossing his face, and frowned.
This guy looked to be in his forties. If he was really a member of the Dragon Cult, then he definitely would not be a nobody.
It seemed that he had been hidden by Phoenix In The Cloud for a long time.
"I've long heard that there's a source of trouble in the Cult, and that your strength is not ordinary. Seeing it today, it's true!
But no matter how strong you are, you must die today! "
Xue Tu coldly looked at Ling Xiao. The blood-red battle saber in his hand released a shocking killing intent.
He was originally the most secretive existence in the Dragon Cult. Phoenix In The Cloud had once said that he would not be awakened unless he completely fell out with Chen Buyi.
But now, he had been awakened.
However, it was not for Chen Buyi, but for a young man, a young man who was known as the source of the disaster.
They had come here today for no other reason than to kill Ling Xiao.
"The source of the chaos? Hehe, that old dog Phoenix In The Cloud really knows how to flatter people. "
Ling Xiao sneered, "If I'm not wrong, you guys should be from the Dark Dragon Group, right?"
The Dark Dragon Group was a force that Phoenix In The Cloud had secretly created.
Nominally, they were martial artists who carried out assassinations and undercover missions in the Dragon Cult.
In reality, they were nothing more than killing tools that he had secretly nurtured in order to eliminate those who disagreed with him.
Over the years, many people in the Dragon Cult who were loyal to Chen Buyi had been assassinated one after another, and it was done by this group of people.
The Dark Dragon Group had never been made public, but it really existed.
This was what Xiao Muyu had told Chen Buyi.
Chen Buyi had also told Ling Xiao.
"Hehe, since you know our identity, I won't talk nonsense. Now, I'll send you on your way!"
Xue Tu sneered, and the killing intent on his body became even stronger.
"Is everyone from the Dark Dragon Group here?"
Ling Xiao suddenly asked.
"Except for the leader, everyone is here. You have a lot of face, right?"
Xue Tu did not know why Ling Xiao asked this, but he still answered.
"Very good, take out your saber."
Ling Xiao instantly entered the Tyrant Blood Demon Dragon Martial Soul transformation state, and then took out the Blood Thunder Emperor Sword.
Behind him, the Sword Martial Soul began to shine with a sharp light.
There were many people on the other side, and many of them were experts.
Ling Xiao did not dare to be careless.
"Have you accepted your fate?"
Xue Tu sneered, and then waved his hand and said, "Don't attack, he's mine!"
As his voice fell, a terrifying saber intent began to spread in the air, blooming!
A sharp, overbearing, and bloodthirsty aura wrapped around the blood saber in his hand and spewed out.
The saber seemed to have merged with him, becoming a part of his body, making him stronger and more terrifying.
"Very strong, stronger than Yun Lan, but still not enough to worry about!"
Ling Xiao's brows furrowed slightly, but soon relaxed.
Xue Tu's strength might not be stronger than Yun Lan's, but his killing intent was stronger, and he had more experience.
This kind of person was actually very difficult to deal with.
In the Underworld, there were actually many martial artists with similar cultivation. Usually, the difference between them would not be too big.
At this time, the key to determining the outcome was experience and fighting intent.
If Xue Tu and Yun Lan were to fight, Yun Lan would definitely not be able to withstand ten moves.
This was a real battle, and it was not comparable to an ordinary exchange of pointers.
Ling Xiao looked at the apprentice indifferently. The Blood Thunder Emperor Sword in his hand shone brilliantly, and a surge of sword intent condensed on the sword.
A biting cold intent bloomed in the air.
It was like the bone-piercing cold wind in a world of ice and snow, and more like the killing intent of the evil wolves in the underworld.
It was very terrifying!
It made people tremble with fear!
Showing off his ability, without any concealment!
It was so natural, as if the Blood Thunder Emperor Sword belonged to Ling Xiao, and was inseparable from Ling Xiao.
At this time, Ling Xiao was not a person, but a sword, a sword that could make everything around lose its brilliance.
Suddenly, it began to rain.
It was a rainy day, and it was a murderous day!
The rain was actually expelled by the saber intent and sword intent of the two, forming an empty space between the two of them.
It was as if even the rain was afraid of their killing intent.
Xue Tu was slightly stunned, as if he was surprised by Ling Xiao's killing intent.
It was not at all weaker than him, and this was something he did not expect.
But at this time, he did not want others to help him, as he could not afford to lose face.
No matter what, he was one of the four deputy team leaders of the Dark Dragon Group.
He took a deep breath and slowly raised his right hand, and the blood saber swayed gently along with his arm.
At this time, Ling Xiao had stopped his actions.
Holding the sword in his right hand, he pointed it at Xue Tu, and a cold smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
"I'll ask you one last time, will you submit to the leader, or follow that old dog Phoenix In The Cloud to the end?"
His voice was very loud and clear, and he believed that whether it was Xue Tu or the people around, they could hear it clearly.
But they did not answer.
Only Xue Tu sneered, "Kid, I know you have a glib tongue, but a battle is not won by glib tongue."
"It seems that you have chosen the stupidest path."
Ling Xiao's voice slowly sounded.
On the sword, the energy was crazily circulating, and streaks of blood thunder were roaring and roaring on the sword.
It was as if it could pounce at any time.
"It looks scary, but I don't know how strong you really are!
I don't use this saber much, but I've used it a hundred times, and a hundred people have died!
And I only kill people who are worthy of me.
Among these people, your cultivation can only be considered below average! "
Xue Tu said coldly and proudly.
"I hope your saber is really more powerful than your mouth."
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