"How is that possible! You can actually perform high-level holy sword skills!"

Another elder named Luo Qi, seeing his accomplice being killed in an instant, his old face was suddenly frightened and bloodless, he never thought that this Ling Xiao would be so strong.

Even the young hall master not far away, Blood Yama, didn't expect this to be the case at all.

Although he had prepared very thoroughly, he had calculated everything, but he didn't expect Ling Xiao's cultivation to break through his cultivation!

Just when he was annoyed, he suddenly found an extremely fierce gaze looking at him, his eyes were full of cold killing intent.

Not good!

That Blood Yama's heart sank, knowing that Ling Xiao's next target was none other than himself, and with Ling Xiao's strength, it was absolutely impossible for him to resist it.

Immediately snorted coldly and said, "Yi Qiu, even if you go far today, this young master will come to you again! Everyone retreat!"

The words landed, and the figure of the Blood Yama flickered in the dark night, and then disappeared without a trace.

I have to say that this Blood Yama is not only powerful, but also absolutely first-class in his escape skills.

At this moment, seeing that the young master had all run away, the remaining elders naturally did not dare to stay, and immediately dodged away, and those black-clothed killers disappeared in an instant.

Wait a moment to make sure those guys have really escaped without a trace.

Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, a bitter smile appeared on his pale and bloodless face, and then the whole person softened, and instantly planted downward, fortunately, Yi Qiu's eyes were quick, and at the moment when Ling Xiao's body was about to fall, he grabbed him.

"Master, are you alright?"

However, at this moment, Ling Xiao's eyes were closed, his body was cold, and there was still a little bit of demeanor just now.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still a trace of breath on Ling Xiao's body, it was estimated that he would be regarded as a dead person, and no one would doubt it.

"How so!"

Yi Qiu pressed Ling Xiao's pulse, and found that although Ling Xiao's pulse was still beating, it was already very weak, and the holy source in his body was almost exhausted, and the most important thing was that Ling Xiao's blood qi seemed to be drained.

If it weren't for Ling Xiao's cultivation to be strong, if he was replaced by a random person now, it is estimated that he would have become a dead person.

"It's not good, just now the master must have used some secret technique to scare off the Blood Yama and them, which stimulated the blood qi of the whole body, so he obtained the cultivation of the Holy King. ”

At first, Yi Qiu was very curious, how could Ling Xiao suddenly break through his cultivation, at that time, he had the same idea as Blood Yama and the others, Ling Xiao must have been hiding his cultivation, but at this moment, he realized that Ling Xiao's true cultivation was still the Great Perfection of the Sage, but what secret technique was used to temporarily gain strength.

Of course, although such a secret technique can temporarily increase the caster's strength, the side effects are not insignificant.

In fact, under normal circumstances, with Ling Xiao's cultivation, performing such a secret technique, although it will be counterattacked, it will definitely not be weakened like this.

However, Ling Xiao was seriously injured and forcibly cast such a secret technique, which was completely different.

The body, which was already seriously injured, was once again worse after performing such a secret technique, so it became such an ending!

"Yi Qiu, what's wrong with the pavilion master?"

Wu Yue also appeared beside him at this time.

Yi Qiu shook his head, his face was a little solemn, and said: "The situation is not good, for now, I can only stop the bleeding for Shizun first, and then hurry back to the Zhanwu Temple, with the knowledge of the old hall master, I may be able to save Shizun." ”

Wu Yue hurriedly took out a few pills from his arms and handed them to Yi Qiu: "It's just a healing pill, which can quickly make the Ling Pavilion Master's injuries reheal." ”

Yi Qiu didn't talk nonsense, he directly sent the pill into Ling Xiao's mouth, and then relied on his own internal force to help Ling Xiao refine.

After refining the Healing Pill, he saw that the sword wound on Ling Xiao's body was rapidly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in just a blink of an eye, Ling Xiao's injury had disappeared.

However, external injuries are easy to remove, while internal injuries are difficult to heal.

Although the sword wound disappeared, Ling Xiao still did not appear to have woken up.

"Without further ado, let's hurry up and return to the Sword Martial Pavilion. ”

"Good!"

Yi Qiu and Wu Yue knew that the situation was serious, and they didn't waste time, and swept towards the Battle Martial Temple as quickly as possible.

Fortunately, it was not far from the Zhan Wu Temple, and after a night's journey, the two returned to the Zhan Wu Temple, and then found the old hall master non-stop.

The Temple of Martial Arts, inside a spacious hall.

Ling Xiao's body was lying on the stone bed, and the old hall master of the Battle Martial Temple used his holy power to heal Ling Xiao's injuries.

After a moment, the old hall master of the Battle Martial Temple withdrew his palm and shook his head, with an extremely solemn expression on his old face.

Seeing this, Yi Qiu's heart sank, and he hurriedly asked, "How is the situation of the old hall master?"

The old hall master sighed and said: "The blood and qi in your master's body are too depleted, and the Holy Source is the same, they have all fallen into a state of dead silence, even the best pill may be difficult to recover, and the old man can't do anything, it seems that Ling Xiao will not be able to get through this level!"

"What!"

When Yi Qiu heard this, his body shook, and an extremely sad expression appeared on his face.

Although Ling Xiao didn't get along with him for long.

But Ling Xiao had nothing to say to him.

Not only did he teach him a lot of kendo knowledge, but he also protected him everywhere, if Ling Xiao wasn't there, he wouldn't have been able to live so comfortably in the Battle Martial Temple.

Now that Ling Xiao is even more for him, he wants to lose his life, how can he not be sad?

At this moment, Yi Qiu was grief-stricken, his fists rattled widely, his fingertips sank into the flesh, and blood flowed out.

Seeing Yi Qiu's sad appearance, the old hall master sighed and said: "Yi Qiu, it is only natural for your master to do this, after all, you are his apprentice, and you are the next pavilion master he chosen, it is normal for him to sacrifice his life to protect you, so you don't need to blame yourself." ”

Yi Qiu said expressionlessly: "Hall Master, is there really no room for salvation?"

"Do you really want to save your master?"

The old hall master looked at Yi Qiu, and a hint of color suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Of course!"

Yi Qiu said: "No matter what I do, I am willing, as long as I can save Shizun's life!"

The old hall master said: "Okay, I know that there is a way, maybe I can save your father, but this method is very dangerous, I don't know, you have the guts." ”

Yi Qiu's face changed, and he said excitedly: "What way, I hope that the old hall master will tell the disciple that even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, Yi Qiu is not afraid!"

"Okay! Ling Xiao really didn't see the wrong person! Since that's the case, I'll tell you this way, with Ling Xiao's current state, only the Heavenly Sacred Grass can be saved. The old hall master's eyes flashed with a look of approval, and then he spoke.