Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Although Ling Xiao did not master any advanced soul skills at present, this pure and powerful soul power alone was enough to make Red Crow fall into a brief daze in an instant.

Taking this opportunity, Ling Xiao moved and appeared next to Red Crow like a ghost.

The sword in his hand flashed like lightning across the sky. The next moment, the red crow's big head was flying high, and finally fell heavily to the ground with a "bang" and rolled to Bai Lian's feet.

This scene happened so fast that no one had time to react. The air was still filled with the smell of blood, and the blood of the red crows spurted out like a fountain, staining the ground red. Bai Lian looked at this scene, her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were full of fear.

Ling Xiao took back the knife in his hand, raised his eyes and looked at Bai Lian indifferently, and said without any warmth in his voice: "Lingshi, do you want to give it or not?"

"Give...I give..." Her voice was trembling and weak, as if it would break at any time.

Bai Lian was surprisingly not angry, but more fearful. This Ling Xiao was too scary. You must not mess with this kind of person, because they couldn't afford to mess with him at all.

Unless Mr. Ou comes out of seclusion, no one in their Holy Son Society can cure Ling Xiao.

She took out the 200,000 mid-grade spiritual stones she had prepared and transferred them to Ling Xiao's storage ring.

"Not enough!" Ling Xiao shook his head, his tone firm and unquestionable.

I recalled the scene where Zhan Shu had just killed the red crow. The decisive look and cruel methods made me shudder. I realized that if I handed over this million middle-grade spiritual stones, Dulin might really kill me.

For a moment, footsteps and shouts came one after another nearby, coming like a tide.

I saw a dense crowd gathering quickly in the distance of the big tavern. There were less than a thousand people. We were all wearing uniform uniforms of the Holy Son Society. Except for those who were on missions or practicing in seclusion, the rest of us were all They all rushed outside.

Here, Bai Lian silently took out the spirit stone from the storage bag, preparing to use it to calm the storm and use money to eliminate the disaster caused by Du Lin. However, some people are not willing to compromise so easily.

"It doesn't matter!" Ling Xiao waved his hand, and his tone revealed a sense of confidence and hesitation, "You will challenge me in a duel, and you, the Holy Son, will lose everyone!" There was a sense of confidence in my words. Doubtless determination.

I said calmly: "Haha, are they fewer than people? That's wrong, their number is quite small, they are just passing by... in your eyes, they are just a bunch of losers and rice sacks."

"Du Lin, he is going to back off!" An angry roar broke the silence at the scene.

Ling Xiao's strength is inferior to that of Red Crow, even weaker than you, but after all, he is only at the seventh level of Hunyuan Realm.

Seeing that scene, Bai Lian's heart sank. You suddenly feel that your idea of ​​ending it may have been wrong. You have done something bad, and there is really no chance of a fight. Du Lin's strength is indeed strong, but facing the siege of so many people, no matter how weak I am, I may not be able to resist.

Du Lin didn't answer you directly, but pointed to the red crow's body lying on the ground. My voice was hot and muddy: "Kill that guy, and you will definitely be out of trouble. As the Holy Son, I A member of the association will have no power in front of him. In order to make up for the losses you may suffer, he must give you another 700,000 middle-grade spiritual stones for me."

"Master Duo, just leave those people to you!"

Wherever the sword energy passed, it seemed as if even the air was cut open, making a harsh whistling sound.

I suddenly felt that the time I was able to obtain one million middle-grade spiritual stones from outside the family might have really saved my life. Otherwise, I might end up like the red crow with my body and head in a different place.

At this time, just when everyone thought that Du Lin would face the siege of thousands of members of the Holy Son Society alone, Meng Haoqing, Weiwei and Ling Bi appeared beside me like phantoms. The eight of us stood side by side, our momentum was in no way stronger than Du Lin's, and in some aspects we even seemed to have the potential to surpass him.

Immediately, Ling Xiao took out an ordinary loud arrow from his arms and shot it into the sky. The sounding arrow pierced the sky, making a sharp whistling sound, as if announcing some kind of impending storm.

"Ling Xiao, you are being impulsive!" Seeing this, Bai Lian quickly spoke out to dissuade him. You looked at Ling Xiao, a trace of worry flashing in your eyes. You know that Ling Xiao is very weak, but facing an inferior player like Du Lin, you are worried that Ling Xiao will suffer a loss.

Du Lin's words were full of respect and disdain, as if in my eyes, those members of the Holy Son Society were not worth mentioning at all. My suspicious attitude further angered the surrounding members of the Holy Son Society. We roared and rushed towards Dulin, trying to cut me into pieces.

However, Zhan Shu didn't seem to care. I stood in the crowd, facing thousands of members of the Holy Son Society, still maintaining a disdainful smile on my face.

Thinking of that, Wang Heng touched his neck involuntarily and felt a biting coldness.

The dozen or so people in the Holy Son Society were all glaring angrily at this moment. We looked at Du Lin with hostility in our eyes. We feel that Du Lin's behavior went too far. He only killed the red crow and asked us for compensation. That is simply a challenge to our dignity and bottom line.

"Bai Lian, he wants to take care of it!" Zhan Shu angrily threw away Bai Lian's hand, and I stared at Du Lin, with determination shining in my eyes. I know that Du Lin must be taught a lesson today, otherwise where will the face of the Holy Son Society be?

"I killed Red Crow, and I still want you to compensate me? That's simply too much!" the young woman roared, her voice full of willingness and anger. My words resonated with the surrounding members of the Holy Son Society, and we all walked down one after another and surrounded Du Lin.

Lingbi smiled slightly, and your eyes were full of confidence and calmness. At the last moment, you swung the long sword in your hand heavily, and a bright sword energy burst out from the tip of the sword instantly, like a streak in the sky, instantly filling the entire space.

Bai Lian was speechless.

Wang Heng, who was nearby, was not completely dumbfounded when he heard that. I narrowed my eyes and looked at Du Lin's indifferent back, my heart filled with shock and fear. I was still lucky and thought Zhan Shu was just scaring me, but now it seems that it was all a joke.

When Bai Lian heard this, she was a little confused for a moment. She looked down at the 200,000 mid-grade spiritual stones she had just given, and asked in confusion: "Not enough? This is already 700,000 mid-grade spiritual stones. Could it be..."

Both Zhang Luan and Red Crow were killed by Du Lin, but was Ling Xiao given to him for free?

Among them, a young woman with a burly stature and a strength comparable to that of the Red Crow walked out angrily, her eyes narrowed and full of anger. I clenched my fists, veins bulging out, as if I wanted to pour out all the anger I had lost.