Shura War Emperor

Wanshou City, Beihuang State, The Tianxuan Dynasty

"I, Xiao Lin, finally come back after three years!"

Watching the black sword hanging on the roof of the Xiao's house, Xiao Lin griped his hands tightly with cracking sounds.

The Xiao's family had been the second biggest family in Beihuang State. However, due to the fast development, they suffered sniping from the Bai's family which was the largest family of Beihuang State.

All the masters in Xiao's family were slaughtered overnight.

In addition, the Bai's family hanged a "Tian'e Sword" in Xiao's house.

Tian'e Sword, which was naturally gathered with world's misfortunes, was a notorious evil sword.

Because of the Tian'e Sword, Xiao's family was ridden with misfortunes.

No child in Xiao's family could practice martial arts because their martial pulse was sealed by the evil sword the day they were born.

Thus, the only hope of Xiao's reemergence was chopped.

"What a poor girl from Xiao's family!"

"To dissolve the evil power of Tian'e Sword, Xiao's family will hold a blood sacrifice for 7 days until all her blood dries up!"

"Today is the sixth day. She might be in imminent danger?"

All of a sudden, Xiao Lin was startled by a burst of discussion.

"Blood sacrifice to the living can dissolve the suppression of the Tian'e Sword?"

"The family is full of pandemonium these years." Xiao Lin whispered with his eyes sinking slightly.

"How can they use this vicious method openly?"

Meanwhile, Xiao Lin walked in a whisper towards the direction of Xiao's house.

Soon, the familiar architecture came into his eye.

However, he didn't even cast a glance at it, but stared at the ten-meter altar in the yard.

On the altar, an emaciated girl was hanged upside down by the hasp iron.

Along her pale cheeks, blood was hitting on the altar drop by drop, dying the altar bloody red long before!

"Youyou!"

Watching the little girl, Xiao Lin was extremely angry and all his blood almost boiled to his head because that girl was exactly his sister Xiao Youyou

"These damn bastards!"

Xiao Lin griped his hands tightly with the nails pierced into his flesh. "Youyou is only eight years old. How dare a human do this to a little child?"

With these words, Xiao Lin already rushed to Xiao's house

"Stop!"

Seeing Xiao Lin rushing in, the two guards in front of the house shouted loudly and prevented him.

"Get away if you don't want to die!"

Xiao Lin had been long since wrapped in anger at this moment.

The only thought he had now was to save his sister as soon as possible.

He would not hesitate to kill anyone that tried to prevent him.

"Boy, look at where this is, how dare..."

The two guards taught Xiao Lin a lesson instead of moving away.

However, without waiting for them to finish, bang bang, Xiao Lin had rushed in and hit them like a wild elephant.

With two sounds of the bone fracture, those two men flew away like scarecrows and dizzied on the ground immediately.

Xiao Lin rushed to the altar without any stay.

"Who dares to break into Xiao's family?"

Xiao Lin's intrusion instantly startled Xiao's warriors.

Before Xiao Lin arrived at the altar, a dozen of warriors had surrounded him.

The leader was a young man in blue.

With hair tied up high and several gold rings hanged in ears, this man looked extremely rebellious and arrogant.

"Xiao Lin? You are not dead yet?"

The man in green was surprised when seeing Xiao Lin.

"How can I die since you are still alive?"

Xiao Lin's face looked clouded and he had no good feeling for this man in green.

"Hum, you tried to rape sister Ningyan, but turned out to be captured by my father in site and expelled from the family."

Xiao Lang looked at Xiao Lin disgustingly and said coldly: "I never expect that you even don't feel ashamed to be back!"

"Xiao Lang, it is you that set me up for that thing!"

After a deep breath, Xiao Lin put down the tumbling anger and said, " The reason I come back today is to expose Xiao Ningyan's hideous features and clean the dirty water you splashed on me!"

Ten years ago, Xiao Lin awoke Supreme Martial Pulse---The Tianyang Warfare. Even the Tian'e Sword couldn't suppress it. Thus, he was considered the hope of Xiao's reemergence.

In the same year, Xiao Ningyan, the granddaughter adopted by Xiao's First Elder, was detected Ninth Tier Martial Pulse and was considered genius in heaven.

However, because of the Tian'e Sword, Xiao Ningyan suffered from cold toxin and preferred to die.

To help Xiao Ningyan, Xiao Lin used the Tianyang Warfare to eject her cold toxin.

It took seven years for Xiao Ningyan to get rid of the suppression of the Tian'e Sword, but Xiao Lin almost lost his life because of the body exhaustion

However, Xiao Lin was totally willing since he had sworn to god to pledge a marriage with her.

To sacrifice for his beloved, Xiao Lin had no regret even losing his life.

Unexpectedly, in Xiao's family meeting, Xiao Ningyan suddenly took Xiao Lin's Tianyang Warfare and framed him that he tried to rape her. Xiao Lin was misunderstood by the whole family and suffered all humiliation. In the end, he was even expelled from the family and left alone.

If not for the opportunity, Xiao Lin would have been a rotten body.

"Xiao Lin, I guess you are tired of living."

Xiao Lang said with a ferocious eye, " Tomorrow happens to be the last day of the blood sacrifice. I will take you down and accompany your sister."

"By the way, it is I that hanged your sister to the altar."

"Xiao Lang, you deserve to die!"

After hearing that, Xiao Lin's anger couldn't be suppressed any more.

He gave a shout of anger and rushed directly to Xiao Lang.

"Hum, it is you that deserve to die!"

Xiao Lang stood without any fear.

The Martial Art was divided into seven realms, which were Yuanqi(1), Yuanling(2), Wanxiang(3), Nirvana, Martial Saint, Martial Emperor and Martial God.

Each realm was divided into ten grades.

Xiao Lang had reached the ninth grade of Yuanqi. A slight move of his hand or foot had 450kg weight. One punch could break a thigh-thick tree.

However, when the two fists punched together, bang...Xiao Lang felt like being struck by lightning and his face turned red all of a sudden. His body rose to the sky and his blood sprayed in site.

"How...how this possible?"

Xiao Lang goggled at Xiao Lin and growled puzzled, " You are only a waste without any cultivation. How can you beat me?"

"Thanks for your father Xiao Shanhe, I have this achievement!"

In that year, Xiao Lin was first framed by Xiao Ningyan, and then his cultivation was abolished by Xiao Shanhe. He was expelled from the family and suffered humiliation.

The moment he could not stand on, an old beggar gave him a copper tower.

The copper tower was mottled rust with 'Hao Tian' engraved on it.

The moment Xiao Lin held the tower, it suddenly broke out a great deal of light and rushed into Xiao Lin's body. This not only healed his body trauma, but also re-lighted the exhausted Supreme Martial Pulse---the Tianyang Warfare.

With the Tianyang Warfare, even the master exceeding one or two realms were not Xiao Lin's opponent, let alone the warriors in the same realm.

Now, Xiao Lin was the tenth grade in Yuanqi.

(1)Primitive materials that produce and constitute the whole world.

(2)A life form that is coagulated by Yuanqi.

(3)All the materials and scenes within and beyond the universe.

"Stop the bastard Xiaolin!"

Xiao Lin didn't stop after punching Xiao Lang.

With his eyes fixed on Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang was frightened to death and hastened the warriors to stop Xiao Lin.

"Get out if you don't want to die!"

Facing the warriors, Xiao Lin's steps continued.

"Let's work together to stop Xiao Lin."

The warriors made a body wall to stop Xiao Lin. Their faces looked fierce.

Without expectation, when Xiao Lin hit them, bang bang bang bang, all the warriors were forced to fly up like scarecrows.

Some warriors with less cultivation were even forced to split blood.

Just like this, Xiao Lin rushed to crash the body wall and came to Xiao Lang.

"Xiao Ling, what do you want to do?"

Xiao Lang just fell to the ground and his whole body hurt badly.

However, he didn't care about this at all but stared at Xiao Lin nervously.

"You said before that you would hang me to the altar for the blood sacrifice."

"Since you like blood sacrifice so much, let me give you a hand!" Xiao Ling grasped Xiao Lang's neck and lifted him up.

The moment he finished the words, Xiao Lin stepped on the ground and he flew seven to eight meters high like a rocket. Borrowing the strength of the pillar, he stood on the roof of the altar stably.

"Xiao Lin, you...how dare you use me for blood sacrifice?"

"My father will come once he gets the news. You'd better not make wrong things." With his neck being grasped, Xiao Lang's voice became screeching

"Your father Xiao Shanhe is coming?"

Xiao Lin's face froze:" Well, I will hang you on the hasp iron of the altar in his face."

"As to now, you'd better stay quietly."

Throwing Xiao Lang to the ground, Xiao Lin turned his head to the center of the altar.

There stood a wood pile with a hand-claw shape inverted hook on the top deeply stuck into the little girl's back.

The blood oozed from the girl's back drop by drop to the ground and splattered flowers one by one.

"Youyou!"

Looking at the little girl, Xiao Lin's heart seemed to be penetrated by a sharp knife.

As you know, Xiao Youyou was a little beauty with skin like the jade three years ago.

Yet she turned out to be like this today!

"You are...brother?"

It seemed that Xiao Youyou heard the calling from Xiao Ling. She opened her eyes weakly and asked in a suspicious tone after seeing Xiao Ling.

"Youyou, it is me. Your brother is back!"

Xiao Lin went forward in a hurry and replied with a trembling voice

"You are really my brother?"

Hearing Xiao Lin's reply, Xiao Youyou's face appeared a glimpse of grace. She stretched out her hands to touch his face.

When feeling Xiao Lin's temperature, she suddenly cried and struggled to enter his arms.

However, she was hanged upside down in the wood pile.

Once she struggled, severe pain struck, which made her face suddenly twisted

"Youyou, don't move."

Xiao Lin hastened to hold her and said slightly:" Keep relaxed and let brother help you to take the hook out!"

Xiao Youyou was obedient. She closed her eyes and let Xiao Lin take the hook out.

Xiao Lin breathed deeply to stabilize his shaking hands and took the hook out of Xiao Youyou's back slowly.

Even Xiao Lin had been very careful, large amount of blood and flesh were still taken out. What a shock!

However, Xiao Youyou bit the bullet without making any voice.

Obviously she was afraid her scream would bring burden to Xiao Lin!

"Youyou, just cry if you feel hurt."

Xiao Lin said in a trembling voice. His heart was deeply stabbed.

"Youyou feels no pain, no pain!"

Xiao Youyou opened her eyes and smiled to Xiao Lin weakly but sweetly.

Watching Youyou's smile, Xiao Lin's eyes were wet and couldn't stop the flow of tears.

"Don't cry, brother. Youyou is not crying!"

Xiao Youyou raised her hand to wipe away Xiao Lin's tears but suddenly tore the wound in her back. Massive blood oozed out.

"Don't move Youyou. Let brother to help you stop bleeding."

Xiao Lin put his hands on Youyou's back and strengthened to launch Supreme Martial Pulse---the Tianyang Warfare.

Humming...

Only a roar was heard and twelve golden lights came out of Xiao Lin's body.

If watching carefully, you could find out those were twelve golden whirlpools.

It looked like a giant dragon remaining dormant in Xiao Lin's body was crazily absorbing Yuanqi from heaven and earth.

"Jesus, it is the Tianyang Warfare!"

When Xiao Lang saw this, his jaw dropped. "I remember Xiao Lin's Tianyang Warfare was taken away by sister Ningyan! How can he has another!?"

Martial Pulse had nine grades of rank. The first rank was the lowest while the ninth rank was the top.

Ordinarily the martial pulse was a meridian that could absorb Yuanqi from heaven and earth.

The first rank martial pulse had one meridian.

The second rank martial pulse had two meridians

...

The ninth rank martial pulse had nine meridians.

But Xiao Lin's martial pulse was the supreme martial pulse called the Tianyang Warfare which even exceeded the ninth rank. It turned the meridian directly into whirlpool.

It was like a world of difference comparing with the ordinary martial pulse.

"Power of Tianyang, coagulating!"

Taking no notice of the shocked Xiao Lang, Xiao Lin launched the Tianyang Warfare with full strength to stop bleeding for Xiao Youyou.

With Xiao Lin's efforts, a golden heat wave was poured into Xiao Youyou's body through Xiao Lin's hands.

It was like magic drugs which rapidly healed Xiao Youyou's wound. Blood coagulates scab.

Even some coldness in Xiao Youyou's body was winkled out by the heat wave.

Whoosh

Meanwhile, a sword singing suddenly came from the above direction of the altar.

Xiao Lin raised his head and saw the black sword hanging on the roof of Xiao's house suddenly flash out a black sword light.

The temperature of the whole Xiao's house decreased suddenly as if winter came.

"Damn, the Tian'e Sword appears unusual changes!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Lang quivered with fear and screamed, "Xiao Lin, you stop immediately. Disturbing the Tian'e Sword will cause god punishment!"

"God punishment? Hum!"

Xiao Lin had no fear, "This sword is just an evil sword. Maybe it can borrow some power from heaven and earth, yet it has long distance to the real god punishment."

Clicking...

Xiao Lin's words seemed to infuriate the black sword in the sky.

Only to see the sword pointing to Xiao Lin with dozens of meters sword lights, just like a black python trying to swallow Xiao Lin.

"It's all over. Xiao Lin will definitely die this time!"

When Xiao Lang looked at the scene in the sky, his blood froze, "The Tian'e Sword drops god punishment. He will definitely die without surviving."

"I must leave far from him to avoid been implicated!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Lang secretly crept further.

Unexpectedly, he was grasped by Xiao Lin from the ground. Meanwhile, Xiao Lin stopped launching the Tianyang Warfare. Light of Tian'e Sword was suddenly dim without object.

"Xiao Lin, what are you doing?"

A roar of anger came from beneath the altar at this moment.

Xiao Lin looked down and found a middle-age man in purple come at a gallop, accompanied by groups of warriors.

This was exactly the Xiao's surrogate householder---Xiao Shanhe, son of First Elder.

"Xiao Shanhe, finally you are here."

Xiao Lin grinned after seeing Xiao Shanhe: "Next I will show you a good play!"

The moment Xiao Lin finished the words; he suddenly grasped Xiao Lang and pressed him deeply into the hook at the center of the altar.

Ah...

A mournful scream broke the sky.

"Xiao Lin, you are risking your life!"

Since the last householder Xiao Xiaotian disappeared, Xiao Shanhe almost had controlled the whole family except for his father---the First Elder Xiao Changfeng.

Xiao Shanhe was the unbreakable rule. No one in the family dared to disobey him.

What Xiao Lin was doing now was bearding the lion in his den. Xiao Shanhe's face looked murderous.

"Xiao Shanhe, in your eyes, I must have been dead the moment your abolished my cultivation?"

Xiao Lin looked down from the height without any fear and said: "Today, I am coming back just to repay your 'kindness' to me those years."

"I will despair you little by little and finally tear off your ugly and hypocritical mask piece by piece.

"You little blighter, you want to revenge?"

Xiao Shanhe's face looked sullen, "Do you think you are capable of this?"

"Hah-hah, didn't you see just now whether I am capable or not?"

While talking, Xiao Lin clapped Xiao Lang.

The scream sounded again while the hook was deeper to the heart.

"Father, young brother couldn't afford it anymore."

A young man in white near Xiao Shanhe was furious, "Let me deal with this bastard and I will bring his dead body in one minute!"

This young man in white was the oldest son of Xiao Shanhe.

No one knew what method he used to increase his cultivation to half YuanLing. Thus he also had a strong ability.

"Ming'er, watch out."

Xiao Shanhe was not opposed to him, "Xiao Lin must have some capability since he dares to come back."

However, Xiao Ming didn't care about it.

With a sudden stride forward, when reaching the bottom of the altar, he stepped on the ground and flew directly to the altar.

"Ha, here you are in time."

Xiao Lin smiled.

He put Xiao Youyou down and moved bravely to Xiao Ming.

Bang!

They two were fighting in the sky.

The strong power shocked Xiao Ming back to the ground.

"What? This bastard's power is stronger than mine!?"

Big waves rose in Xiao Ming's heart.

It was known that he had been in half Buyuan realm with strength reaching more than 15 hundreds kilograms.

Xiao Lin had just reached the tenth grade of Yuanqi realm which should only have over five hundreds kilograms.

However, the strength of the punch just now had almost reached to 25 hundreds kilograms.

Actually, this was quite normal.

Because of the Tianyang Warfare, Xiao Lin's qualification was much higher than Xiao Ming.

Meanwhile, Xiao Lin hadn't reached the top of Yuanqi realm. His strength would increase with training.

"Hum, let's fight again!"

After one punch, Xiao Lin started another punch.

Bang, Xiao Ming's fist was hit with hand bone broken.

"Again!"

Without showing any mercy, Xiao Lin's third punch continued.

Xiao Ming was decreasing and couldn't avoid but took it.

Clicking...

After this punch, one arm of Xiao Ming was broken.

Bang, he fell to the ground and hit a hollow!

"What? Yong Master Xiao Ming is beaten?"

"He is the master of half Yuanling realm. How can he be beaten so easily by Xiao Lin!"

There was uproar at the scene

As to Xiao Shanhe, he was shocked while his eyes were full of killing.

He shook his body like a hungry tiger out of the cage, rushing to Xiao Lin with vicious wind.

"It is Xiao Shanhe."

Xiao Lin intended to abolish Xiao Ming and suddenly responded after seeing this, "Panwu Jinshen KongFu, save body by golden bell!"

After launching the Kung Fu, only to see Xiao Lin's skin suddenly changed to golden and his whole body seemed like changing to a golden bell to be protected.

The moment Xiao Lin finished the defense, bang...

Xiao Shanhe had arrived and clapped Xiao Lin on the chest, beating him fly away.

"Ability of Yuanling realm master is indeed high!"

Xiao Lin's blood turned over but recovered very quick, "It is not easy to take my life!"

The Kung Fu Xiao Lin used just now was not simple. It was the martial art secret he got when opening the first level of Haotian Tower.

Even the lowest level had reached earth rank.

Thus, even Xiao Shanhe was a master of Yuanling realm, he couldn't hurt Xiao Lin by one punch.

On the contrary, Xiao Lin turned over when flying and then decreased rapidly with two feet right on Xiao Ming's legs.

Ah!!!

Then, the mournful scream and bone crackling sounded together.

"Xiao Lin, go to die!"

Xiao Shanhe was furious when seeing his two sons were like this.

His evil spirit changed to a tiger. He even called out his spirit to slaughter Xiao Lin

"Xiao Shanhe, do it if you want Xiao Ming to die."

Xiao Lin put his foot on Xiao Ming's head. With Xiao Lin's strength, if he pressed, Xiao Ming's head would definitely crack.

"You bastard, what do you want?"

Xiao Shanhe stopped, with furious fire burning in his body.

Ever since he was in charge of the family, he had never been so passive.

Furthermore, the one that suppressed him was only a young man of less than sixteen. What a shame!

"Xiao Shanhe, I need you to do two things."

Xiao Lin fixed his eyes on Xiao Shanhe for precaution, "Firstly, bring my mother here safely."

" Secondly, ring the family golden bell and gather all family members here."

"I will expose the true face of you and the bitch Xiao Ningyan. You make me suffer grievances for three years."

Xiao Lin's purpose of coming back

One was to save his family. The other one was to clean up grievance.

His grandfather fought to die when Bai's family intruded them.

His father broke Bai's seal to them and vanished sixteen years ago

Now he only had his mother Jiang Xue and sister Xiao Youyou.

He would never allow any of his family to leave him.

"Clean up your grievance?"

Xiao Shanhe laughed after hearing this, "Everyone in the family knows what kind of person you are. You..."

Xiao Lin remained silent for Xiao Shanhe's sarcasm, but the foot on Xiao Ming's head exerted strength suddenly, putting his head into the earth

"Bring Jiang Xue here!

Seeing this, Xiao Shanhe felt his neck stuck and issued the order immediately without any more words.

Soon, the Golden bell was ringing.

More than two hundred people in the family gathered around the altar in short time.

An old woman was lifted here a moment later.

This old woman had a skinny face. She should not be very old but with gray hair.

She lay on the ground and looked no difference from a woman at sixties.

"Mother..."

Xiao Lin felt a knife stabbed into his heart because this old woman was exactly his mother Jiang Xue.

"Lin'er, you are really Lin'er!"

The old woman overlooked at Xiao Lin excitedly, "That's good. That's very good my Lin'er is alive!"

"Xiao Shanhe, why does my mother become like this?"

When mother and son met, Xiao Lin's eyes were full of blood.

However, he suppressed his mood and asked coldly.