Chapter 12736 Master, leave these people to me

Although Ling Xiao has not yet mastered advanced soul techniques, this pure and powerful soul power alone is enough to cause the Red Crow to fall into a brief daze in an instant.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Xiao moved and appeared beside the Red Crow like a ghost.

The knife in his hand flashed, like lightning cutting through the sky. The next moment, the red crow's head flew high into the air, and finally fell heavily to the ground with a bang, rolling to Bai Lian's feet.

This scene happened so fast that no one had time to react. The air was still filled with a bloody smell, and the blood of the red crow gushed out like a fountain, staining the ground red. Bai Lian looked at this scene, her face as pale as paper, and her eyes were full of fear.

Ling Xiao retracted the knife in his hand, raised his eyes and looked at Bai Lian calmly, his voice without a trace of warmth: "Spirit Stone, give it to me or not?"

"Give... I'll give..." Her voice was trembling and weak, as if it would break at any time.

Bai Lian was surprisingly not angry, but more of fear. Ling Xiao was too scary. Such a person should never be provoked because they could not afford to provoke him at all.

Unless Master Ou comes out of seclusion, no one in their Holy Son Society can deal with Ling Xiao.

She took out the 200,000 medium-grade spirit stones she had prepared and transferred them into Ling Xiao's storage ring.

"Not enough!" Ling Xiao shook his head, his tone firm and unquestionable.

Bai Lian was confused for a moment when she heard this. She looked down at the 200,000 middle-grade spirit stones she had just given out and asked in confusion, "Not enough? This is already 200,000 middle-grade spirit stones. Could it be..."

Ling Xiao did not answer her directly, but pointed at the body of Red Crow lying on the ground. His voice was cold and clear: "If I kill this guy, I will definitely be in trouble. As a member of the Holy Son Society, he must have a powerful force behind him. In order to make up for the losses I may suffer, you must give me another 200,000 middle-grade spirit stones on his behalf."

Wang Heng, who was far away, was completely dumbfounded when he heard this. He stared at Ling Xiao's cold back with his eyes wide open, and his heart was filled with shock and fear. He had been hoping that Ling Xiao was just trying to scare him, but now it seemed that it was not a joke at all.

He recalled the scene when Ling Xiao had just killed Red Crow. His resolute eyes and ruthless methods made him shudder. He realized that if he didn't hand over the one million middle-grade spirit stones, Ling Xiao might really kill him.

Thinking of this, Wang Heng couldn't help but touch his neck and felt a biting coldness.

He suddenly felt that the one million middle-grade spirit stones he was able to obtain from his family this time might have really saved his life. Otherwise, he might have ended up like the Red Crow, with his head and body separated.

"Ling Xiao, stop pushing your luck!" An angry roar broke the silence at the scene.

Over there, Bai Lian had quietly taken out spirit stones from her storage bag, ready to use them to calm the storm and use money to eliminate the disaster caused by Ling Xiao. However, some people were not willing to compromise so easily.

Among them, a young man with a burly figure and strength comparable to Red Crow came out angrily, his eyes wide open and full of anger. He clenched his fists, veins bulging, as if he wanted to pour out all his anger.

"He killed Red Crow and he actually wants us to pay compensation? This is simply too much!" The young man roared, his voice full of resentment and anger. His words resonated with the surrounding members of the Son of God, and they came forward one after another and surrounded Ling Xiao.

The dozen or so people from the Holy Son Society were all glaring with anger at this moment. They looked at Ling Xiao with hostility in their eyes. They felt that Ling Xiao's behavior was too much. Not only did he kill Red Crow, but he also asked them for compensation. This was simply challenging their dignity and bottom line.

"Du Lin, don't be impulsive!" Bai Lian saw this and hurriedly spoke out to dissuade him. She looked at Du Lin, with a trace of worry in her eyes. She knew that Du Lin was very strong, but facing a master like Ling Xiao, she was worried that Du Lin would suffer a loss.

"Bai Lian, don't bother!" Du Lin angrily shook off Bai Lian's hand. He stared at Ling Xiao with a resolute light in his eyes. He knew that he had to teach Ling Xiao a lesson today, otherwise how would the Holy Son Society maintain its reputation?

Bai Lian was completely speechless.

Du Lin’s strength is not inferior to Red Crow, and is even stronger than her, but after all, he is only at the fourth level of Hunyuan Realm.

Zhang Luan and Red Crow were both killed by Ling Xiao, so wasn’t Du Lin just killed for nothing?
"It's okay!" Du Lin waved his hand, his tone revealing confidence and determination, "I won't fight him alone, our Holy Son has plenty of people!" His words revealed an unquestionable determination.

Immediately, Du Lin took out a special whistling arrow from his arms and shot it into the sky. The whistling arrow cut through the sky, making a sharp whistling sound, as if announcing the coming of some kind of storm.

In a moment, the sounds of footsteps and shouts in the distance came one after another, like a tide.

Near the tavern, a dense crowd of people quickly gathered. There were as many as a thousand people. They were all wearing the same uniform of the Son of God. Except for those who were out on missions or practicing in seclusion, all the others had rushed here.

Seeing this scene, Bai Lian's heart sank. She suddenly felt that her initial idea might be wrong. If she didn't do well, there might be a chance of a fight. Ling Xiao's strength was indeed strong, but facing such a large number of people besieging him, even if he was strong, he might not be able to resist.

However, Ling Xiao didn't seem to care. He stood in the crowd, facing thousands of Saint Sons, with a disdainful smile on his face.

He said calmly, "Haha, more people? Yes, you have a lot of people, but... in my eyes, you are just a bunch of good-for-nothings."

Ling Xiao's words were full of contempt and disdain, as if in his eyes, these members of the Sons of God were not worth mentioning at all. His attitude undoubtedly angered the surrounding members of the Sons of God, and they all roared and rushed towards Ling Xiao, wanting to tear him into pieces.

At this moment, when everyone thought that Ling Xiao would face the siege of thousands of Saint Sons alone, Meng Haoqing, Weiwei and Ling Bi appeared beside him like phantoms. The three of them stood side by side, and their momentum was not inferior to Ling Xiao at all, and even seemed to surpass him in some aspects.

"Master, just leave these people to me!"

Ling Bi smiled slightly, her eyes full of confidence and calmness. The next moment, she gently waved the long sword in her hand, and a dazzling sword energy instantly burst out from the tip of the sword, like a long silk thread in the sky, instantly filling the entire space.

Wherever the sword energy passed, it seemed as if even the air was cut apart, making a sharp whistling sound.