Batian Martial Soul

"Are you kidding? They are just a group of ants that can be stepped on at any time. Why should they compare with me? I am the third young leader of the Blood Skeleton Gang! My father is the leader of the Blood Skeleton Gang!"

The young man seemed to be humiliated and he was very unhappy.

He, who was so high above others, was actually compared with a group of untouchables. He couldn't bear it, and even forgot his fear.

Ling Xiao shook his head.

Perhaps his background was not that good. From the beginning, he was dependent on his grandfather Hong Qi. Even though he later became prosperous, he still had compassion and sympathy for ordinary people.

But the young man in front of him was different. This kind of naturally noble being never regarded the lives of ordinary people as his fate.

They look down at all living beings from above, and in their eyes, all living beings are just ants.

To be honest, Ling Xiao hated this kind of person.

Even though the same blood flows in their bones, they pride themselves on being noble, as if their ancestors have never been poor.

This is the most typical example of forgetting one’s ancestors by counting classics.

"Have you ever thought that in my eyes, you are just an ant, even uglier than those people!"

Ling Xiao looked at the third young master of the Blood Skeleton Gang indifferently, and then turned his head in the direction of the battlefield.

"Did you see that? There are corpses all over the place. Some are fathers, some are sons, and some are mothers. Do you know how many wives and families have been torn apart and how many families have been destroyed by your actions? You were just robbing things, but you want to Playing with people’s lives.”

Ling Xiao's voice was very calm. Even though it was calm, it also contained a bit of coldness, the kind of coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

puff!

He suddenly pierced the young man's body with his sword.

"what--!"

The young man screamed: "You... you can't kill me. I am the young master of the Blood Skull Gang. If you kill me, the Blood Skeleton Gang will not let you go!"

"Don't worry, this is just the beginning. This sword is for the children who are waiting to be fed."

puff!

Another sword!

The young man was trembling in pain: "Do you know what you are doing? You madman, who are you? Who are you? From Xiaomuzhou, if you dare to attack people from our Central Continent, you are dead. You are dead." deal!"

"This sword is for those hard-working mothers!" Ling Xiao ignored the young man's roar and still followed his own steps and stabbed in with another sword.

puff!

"This sword is for the fathers who support their families!"

puff!

"This sword is for the old man!"

puff!

"This sword..."

The young man had stopped moving.

I don't know how many swords were hit on my body, and countless blood holes were bleeding out.

"The Blood Skull Gang? This suits you quite well."

Ling Xiao threw the young man to the ground.

The fighting in the distance has stopped, and the people on both sides seem to have regained their composure. It seems that the people of the Blood Skull Gang used some kind of mind control method to make those who were close to each other become enemies and kill each other.

"Thank you, young hero!"

Two people walked out of the crowd, obviously representatives of this group of people. Although they were all injured at the moment, it was great luck for them to be freed from the nightmare.

Ling Xiao did not speak, but searched for trophies from the Blood Skeleton Gang and these people.

In Jinzhou, storage rings are very rare.

But in Zhongzhou, almost everyone has a storage ring. Although the quality is different, they all have it, which also gives Ling Xiao a lot of gain.

"Young hero, you'd better leave quickly. There are still experts from the Blood Skeleton Gang nearby. If you wait for them to come over, you won't be able to leave."

One of them reminded.

"Anyone else?"

Ling Xiao's eyes lit up. These people are really rich, perhaps because they have looted many places. Almost everyone has at least tens of millions of low-grade spiritual stones in their storage rings, as well as some medium-grade spiritual stones, and even high-grade spiritual stones.

As for the materials for refining elixirs and refining weapons, they are even more numerous.

Could he not be excited to hear that there were others from the Blood Skeleton Gang here? To him, these people are a moving treasure house.

"It's better for you to leave, I'll stay and sever the marriage for you!"

Ling Xiao said.

"Things? What are you talking about? Young Hero saved us, and you still want those things. Are you still a human being?"

Suddenly, an old man shouted to a child in the crowd.

Ling Xiao glanced at the old man indifferently, then suddenly grinned and said: "You are right, I saved you, those are naturally my trophies, not to mention, I am not a good person, you should leave quickly."

"Otherwise, if you are controlled by the Blood Skeleton Gang later, I will not show mercy."

"..."

The old man was a little confused.

The heroes and young heroes he met before, as long as he said this, those people would feel embarrassed and embarrassed, and would return the things to them, even if not all of them, they would return some of them.

But this person in front of me...is he really a young hero?

This is the devil!

"go!"

A group of people seemed to have sobered up a lot when they saw the tragically dead young man from the Blood Skeleton Gang. They quickly started shouting and left one after another.

"Leave? No one can leave today! Stay with me!"

At this moment, a loud shout came, and then a blood-red fist wind swept towards the group of people in the void.

Bang!

At the critical moment, a sword light shined, shattering the blood-red fist wind.

"I saved them, you can't let me work in vain, right? Kill them in front of me, are you brave enough?"

Ling Xiao looked at the visitor coldly.

The group of people glanced at Ling Xiao gratefully and left in a hurry. In their opinion, although Ling Xiao acted strangely, he had his own principles in his heart.

"It doesn't matter, I'll kill you first, and then kill those ants, too!"

Soon, a figure appeared.

This is an old man, also dressed in black. There is a blood-red skull on the black clothes, and his face is extremely ferocious.

The old man was haggard and looked malnourished, but the aura exuding from his body was not weak at all.

It should be the fourth level of the Soul Realm.

Sure enough, the warriors in Central Continent are strong. Ling Xiao's current strength can still cope with these people. If he goes to Central Continent, he really won't be able to survive.

"You Blood Skeleton Gang really only know how to fight and kill. That's fine. If you like killing so much, then go ahead and kill."

Ling Xiao's aura bloomed instantly, turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards the old man.

He didn't take it seriously even though he was at the fourth level of the Soul Realm.

He is now at the sixth level of the Divine Bone Realm. He can release gods and demons that are as powerful as the sixth level of the Divine Soul Realm. It is naturally nothing to deal with a fourth level of the Divine Soul Realm.

The moment Ling Xiao took action, the old man knew something was wrong.

He was not stupid, he could naturally sense the power of Ling Xiao's blow, and he decisively chose to turn around and run away.

However, this was also the stupidest thing he did.

Escape meant that he gave up resistance.

Perhaps the old man thought that he must be faster than Ling Xiao at the fourth level of the Soul Realm, but unfortunately, he made a mistake in his judgment. (End of chapter)