"Hiss~~"

At this moment, everyone took a breath of cold air. The sound of inhalation seemed to be countless poisonous snakes spitting out their letters at the same time, which was particularly clear in the silent hall.

Everyone's eyes widened, their faces full of shock and disbelief, as if they had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

Who would have thought that the Holy Lord was really dead and died at the hands of Ling Xiao?

This news was like a bolt from the blue, exploding in everyone's minds, making them unable to recover for a moment.

"This... how is this possible? The Holy Lord is really dead? He is still dead in Ling Xiao's hands?" A young warrior's voice trembled, his legs trembled involuntarily, his eyes full of fear and confusion, as if he was in a terrible nightmare.

"This is a bit too outrageous? The Holy Lord is a person who is in the world and has unfathomable strength. Ling Xiao has no virtue and ability to do such a terrible thing!" An old man murmured to himself, his eyes full of doubts and confusion, as if he was trying to find a reasonable explanation, but it was still fruitless.

"Did Ling Xiao hide his strength? But what he showed on weekdays is amazing, but it is impossible to be so powerful!" Another warrior frowned and thought hard. The expression on his face changed unpredictable, sometimes surprised and sometimes confused.

Everyone's eyes seemed to be pulled by an invisible but powerful force, wandering back and forth between Ling Xiao and the two corpses that had lost their vitality.

Their eyes were filled with shock, doubt and suspicion.

What was shocked was that the Saint Lord of the Great Town, this powerful man with great reputation in the world and extraordinary strength, died without warning in this seemingly ordinary temple. The disappearance of his life was too sudden and unacceptable.

What is puzzled is what kind of intricate secrets are hidden behind this bizarre death?

Ling Xiao, what role does this young man, who is mysterious in the eyes of everyone, play in it? Is he the key witness or the unknown planner?

What is suspicious is whether Ling Xiao has a very close and difficult connection with this death incident?

And what unexpected actions will he make in the next time? Should he continue to remain silent, or take the initiative to uncover the mystery, or have other plans.

"Does anyone want to try my strength?"

Ling Xiao's slightly hoarse voice seemed to come from the bottom of the deep and dark valley, and sounded quietly in this empty hall, but it also had an unquestionable deterrence.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a grim smile appeared. In that smile, it seemed to be filled with the strange and cruel aura unique to the demon crawling out of the depths of the hell. Just one glance made the backs of everyone present involuntarily feel a chill, and their hair stood up.

At this moment, in the hearts of the people in the hall, two completely different but equally strong emotions like strong wine, surging like a surging tide - solemnity and fear.

What's solemnly, they woke up as if they were in a dream, and then they realized that they had completely underestimated this monster who looked young and tender on the outside but actually exuded an extremely terrifying aura all over their bodies.

The Holy Lord of the Big Town is a legendary figure who has been struggling for many years on the changing stage of the world. His powerful strength is like a towering mountain that is insurmountable, deeply imprinted in the hearts of countless people.

However, now he died here quietly.

Even if it was not done by Ling Xiao himself, there must be Ling Xiao's extremely powerful and unfathomable backer operating behind this.

With such a terrifying backstage support, who dares to easily strode this kid's tiger beard and provoke him?

What was frightened was that everyone seemed to see their possible tragic fate in the future through the bloody scene in front of them.

If he is an enemy of Ling Xiao, perhaps in a short time, he will fall silently like those two cold corpses without any resistance, and his life will end.

Suddenly, when everyone was unprepared, most people were even immersed in various speculations about Ling Xiao’s identity and strength, and their thinking had not yet changed.

Ling Xiao, moved.

I saw his figure as fast as a ghost, as if it was integrated with the air around him. In the eyes of everyone, he disappeared from the spot, leaving only a faint afterimage that appeared and disappeared in a flash, as if he had never stayed there.

In the blink of an eye, the next moment, he appeared in front of the one-eyed old monster like a ghost.

The one-eyed old monster is a well-known character in the world and extremely cruel. He kills and robs without blinking, which makes people frightened.

But at this moment, because of the sudden death of the Holy Lord, his inner fear was like a flood that broke into a dam and flooded.

His eyes were full of panic and uneasiness, and his usual ruthlessness and decisiveness disappeared without a trace.

The body seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, and it was trembling slightly involuntarily, like a dead leaf shaking in the strong wind.

He never thought that Ling Xiao would suddenly attack him when the situation was not yet clear and everyone was still suspicious of each other.

When Ling Xiao's bloodthirsty knife, wrapped in the extremely fierce murderous aura, rushed towards him like a black lightning, out of instinct, the one-eyed old monster subconsciously raised the weapon in his hand that had been following him for many years and had been stained with countless blood, trying to resist.

However, his resistance seemed so pale and powerless in the face of Ling Xiao's terrifying strength.

The extremely sharp blade of the Bloodthirsty Sword was like a real lightning, with an invincible momentum, easily penetrated his defense without any hindrance, and slashed straight into the neck of the one-eyed old monster.

With a "puff" sound, the sound was dull and harsh, and blood spurted out from the wound like a fountain, drawing shocking arcs in the air.

The head of the one-eyed old monster was instantly separated from his body under the influence of this powerful force, like a rolling ball, falling heavily to the ground.

In his eyes, there was still an undissipated fear and unwillingness, as if he was telling his incredible belief in this sudden death.

The whole audience was silent, as quiet as if time was still at this moment, so quiet that even if a needle fell to the ground, the subtle sound could be clearly heard in this empty hall.

Everyone's mouths were unconsciously opened slightly, and they could really stuff a goose egg into it, with an incredible look in their eyes.

No one expected that Ling Xiao would be so bold that he would take decisive action in this occasion where there were many experts and the situation was subtle.
Chapter completed!