Soul Devouring Sword Master

The game proceeds in an orderly manner.

Those who can enter the top 23 are all masters among masters. Basically, every game is exciting and intense.

However, Lin Xiao turned a deaf ear to this. He had fallen into a wonderful state, a state deeper than meditation, as if he and his secret were the only ones left in the world.

"The secret of life and death, life represents life, death represents death, life and death, life and death, from birth to death"

Lin Xiao murmured, and a glimmer of light gradually appeared in his confused eyes.

He felt as if he had grasped the connection between the two.

Time passed quickly, and before I knew it, the game had come to an end.

"Damn it, why hasn't that kid come on stage yet!"

Zhao Bufan raised his brows. He had been waiting for Lin Xiao to come on stage, waiting to see him lose, but he still didn't come out. There were only two games left.

Changsun Ting was also a little impatient: "Is this kid's number so low?"

An hour later, the two games ended one after another.

"Made, this kid turns out to be a bye card. I wonder why he never sees anyone else!"

Zhao Bufan couldn't help but curse and said, feeling quite unhappy.

Changsun Ting also had a gloomy expression on his face. He originally thought that Lin Xiao would stop here, but he didn't expect that he would reach the top twelve due to luck, which made him extremely jealous.

"Haha, this kid is quite lucky, he actually entered the next round like this!"

Among the crowd, Qing Ling crossed her arms across her chest and gently raised her pointed chin with her jade hands.

The woman in purple on the side smiled: "Luck is also a part of strength. You said before that it would be difficult for him to enter the top ten. Well, he will be in the top ten soon!"

Qing Ling turned her head and glanced at the woman in purple: "You are quite optimistic about this boy. What were you doing when you were gone for a while?"

The woman in purple coughed dryly and said seriously: "I didn't do anything. I just felt a little bored and wanted to go around to relax."

"Yeah."

Qing Ling smiled half-heartedly, shaking her head in her heart. Strength cannot be improved overnight, and it's useless no matter how much you help him.

"The competition is over. Tomorrow there will be a decisive battle between the top twelve and the top six to determine the top three!"

The sky was getting dark, and everyone was eagerly discussing tomorrow's battle.

"It seems that there is no doubt that the top three tomorrow will be Chu Jianqiu, Zhao Wuwo and Xuetu!"

"Yes, there is no way. The three of them are too strong. Even now, no one can survive ten moves in their hands. They are completely crushing them all the way!"

"I'm looking forward to who among the three of them, Chu Jianqiu, is stronger. The battle between the three of them will definitely be exciting!"

This side of the Holy Sword Pavilion.

"Hey, it's finally almost over. It's been a bit of a torment these days!"

Zhao Feihe moved his muscles and bones.

In the recent Thousand Saints Ranking Competition, their Holy Sword Pavilion's results have always been at the bottom. Every time they see someone being eliminated and fewer and fewer people remaining, it is a kind of suffering, a kind of suffering without hope.

"Fortunately, the results of this session are pretty good, at least better than the previous sessions!"

The one-armed old man said.

Although Cao Qianfan and others were eliminated in the previous round, luckily there was still one Lin Xiao who entered the top twelve. Overall, it exceeded their expectations.

"Yeah, it's pretty good!"

Zhao Feihe sighed with emotion, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Once upon a time, their Holy Sword Pavilion was also a giant in the spiritual world. They always had a place at the top of the Thousand Saints List.

Even if they face the God of War clan, they can still stand up to each other.

But now, I am so lonely, I really don’t know what will happen in the future.

The night is as cold as water.

Lin Xiao sat cross-legged quietly, the moonlight reflecting his calm face, just like his heart at the moment.

The secret of life and death in his hands is quietly changing.

The two mysteries that were originally separated have invisibly formed a connection, just like two magnets. The magnetic force continues to strengthen and the connection becomes closer and closer.

"The secret of life and death, life and death"

Lin Xiaowu whispered to himself, and his understanding of the mysteries of life and death continued to deepen.

The night passed.

When the sun was rising, Lin Xiao was still meditating.