The soul, which was originally on the verge of explosion, was suddenly attacked by the Flying Sword of Destruction. The power contained in the soul was quickly removed, causing the plan of the young man of the demon cattle tribe to explode himself to fail.

At this moment, he clearly noticed that the flying sword that had pierced into his body was constantly releasing the strange and powerful devouring power, only binding and rolling out all the power contained in his soul, causing his soul, who had already become extremely weak, to be on the verge of collapse.

"Damn natives, their methods are so terrifying... If I knew that the natives on this low-level planet were so powerful, I should have chosen to stay in my family and not take risks on this planet."

The young man from the Demon Bull tribe felt extremely regretful when he saw Luo Xiaoyan's terrifying methods.

However, there is no regret medicine in this world.

Because when he regretted that the Flying Sword of Nirvana that existed in his body had sucked the power contained in his fragile soul, causing his soul to completely collapse. When he left his body, he took away a small amount of vitality carried in his flesh and blood body, which led to him dying directly the moment the flying sword left his body.

A monk not far from the corpse of the young demon cattle clan, when he saw his opponent being killed by Luo Xiaoyan, was stunned and his eyes turned to Luo Xiaoyan, but a faint look of panic appeared in his eyes.

The monks would feel panic and nervous, which had a lot to do with his guess that Luo Xiaoyan's strength was much stronger than they expected.

"Don't be afraid, I won't attack you for the time being, because I'm very lazy and don't want to struggle against creatures with strong combat power. As long as you are not on the verge of death, you don't have to worry about me... Play with your own, don't worry about me..." Seeing the monk looking at him with a strange look, Luo Xiaoyan smiled and waved to him, and said something that made him feel cold as he heard it, and then flashed out to find a new target creature that was on the verge of death.

"This guy is so funny..."

Seeing Luo Xiaoyan go away and staring at another demon bull race creature who was injured by his opponent, the monk then breathed a sigh of relief, then moved away from Luo Xiaoyan's gaze, found the target creature, and immediately slapped at the demon bull race creature who was fighting with his fellow disciple.

The battle lasted for more than an hour.

The number of creatures who died in the hands of both sides was less than 30, but the number of creatures who died in Luo Xiaoyan's sneak attack was as many as 300.

This result is something that neither Hengyuan Temple nor the Demon Cow Clan nor the two major forces can accept.

Therefore, when the battle lasted nearly two hours, I don’t know who it was, and shouted loudly, “We temporarily give up the battle for the Shushan Sword Sect to control Lingfu, and kill this indigenous scourge first.” Then the two creatures in the battle immediately stopped the battle, quickly flashed out, and rushed towards Luo Xiaoyan.

"What do you mean? Why don't you fight? Don't you want the control talisman of Shushan Sword Sect?" Seeing that the two sides of the battle suddenly gave up the fight, and while tacit understanding, Luo Xiaoyan was a little surprised and shouted at the approaching master.

In fact, Luo Xiaoyan had figured out that both sides had stopped because he was angry with what he had done before and wanted to get rid of it quickly. A faint smile of excitement immediately appeared on his face.

Whoosh!

The moment everyone rushed towards him, Luo Xiaoyan smiled coldly, then flashed out, turned into a ray of light, and rushed towards the place where the talisman was floating in the approximately center of the battlefield.

Luo Xiaoyan approached the area where Ling Fu was located, so he naturally showed off the illusion that he was unwilling to give up on the management of Ling Fu in Shushan Sword Sect.

"Brothers, kill me, don't let him get close to the talisman..." Seeing Luo Xiaoyan getting closer to the center, he was worried that the talisman would be taken back by Luo Xiaoyan, which would lead to their plan to snatch the talisman. Oxfordlie, the leader of the demon cattle clan, immediately called out to the creatures of the demon cattle clan.

"The talisman you snatched is my thing. I want it, and I can take it back with just one thought. If you want to get it, please follow my suggestions and continue to fight... In the face of you idiots, I'd better tell you the truth. With your strength, it's not realistic to deal with me... Haha..." Seeing through Oxfordlie's thoughts and his true intentions to speak, Luo Xiaoyan sighed slightly, then turned his head to look at Oxfordlie and spoke.

Oxford Lie was determined to get the control talisman first, and he was too lazy to care about the lives of the demon bull race creatures. When he was about to speak again and order the demon bull race creatures to siege Luo Xiaoyan, Luo Xiaoyan's figure that existed in their sight suddenly became less and less and eventually disappeared...

"I escaped, he actually escaped under the noses of such a large group of people... If this matter reached the ears of other forces, they would have laughed out loud." Oxfordlie was stunned when he saw Luo Xiaoyan's figure disappear from his sight. After a while, Oxfordlie shook his head with a depressed smile.

"Oxford, I believe you have figured out the current situation. Both of us are evenly matched. It is not realistic for whoever wants to win the Shushan Sword Sect to get the Shushan Sword Control Order... In fact, neither of you nor me want to fight to the death, resulting in the fisherman's profit... Therefore, I have a suggestion that you and I will send five people to a big melee, and the winner will get the Shushan Sword Sect to control Order Order. What do you think?" Anlun Holy Monk suggested.

"Okay, I promise you." Oxford Lie looked at the number of creatures in the Demon Cow Clan and found that it was nearly 100 less. He was worried that he would continue to fight with the monks of Hengyuan Temple, which would lead to too many losses in the tribe and affect the subsequent battle process, so he chose to agree to the proposal of the Holy Monk Anlun.

"Since you agree, I will count one, two or three later, let go together..." The Holy Monk Anlun responded.

"Okay." Oxford nodded.

"one……"

"two……"

"three……"

As the word "three" fell, the Holy Monk Anlun let go.

Then, the Lingfu, whose power was originally in equilibrium, flew straight to Oxford at an extremely fast speed at this moment.

Seeing this, the Holy Monk Anlun realized that he had been fooled.

In order to avoid letting the talisman fall into the hands of Oxford, the Holy Monk Anlun was willing to sacrifice his life.
Chapter completed!