The next moment, the evil soul master flashed like a ghost and appeared in front of Leng Yaozhu in an instant.
Before Leng Yaozhu could react, the evil soul master grabbed her neck and lifted her up.
The severe pain of suffocation came like a tide. She struggled instinctively, kicking her legs in vain in the air, but she could not break free from the palm.
"Enough, she is the experimental material that Lord Moro wants, don't kill her!" Wen Feng's voice came from behind, with a bit of impatience.
Other evil soul masters also rushed over and surrounded Leng Yaozhu in the center.
Leng Yaozhu closed her eyes in despair, her heart filled with gloom: Am I really going to die in this wilderness today?
At the critical moment, a golden light came at an extremely fast speed like a meteor streaking through the night sky.
"puff!"
Leng Yaozhu felt her neck loosen and her body suddenly fell, but was caught steadily by a warm force.
She opened her eyes and saw a young man in white combat uniform standing in front of her.
The boy held her with one hand to prevent her from falling to the ground.
The boy exudes a soft light, which gives people a warm feeling and makes them want to indulge in it.
"Are you okay?" the boy asked, looking down.
Looking into the boy's light golden eyes, it felt so warm and comfortable, just like the spring sun.
Leng Yaozhu nodded blankly, but no sound came out of her throat.
The person who came was Le Qianyao. Guided by the distress signal, he came here and saw several evil soul masters surrounding Leng Yaozhu.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
At this moment, the evil soul master beside him was covering his broken wrist and screaming miserably. His right hand had been cut off by the golden sword light and blood was gushing out.
"Damn kid! I'm going to tear you into pieces!" The evil soul master roared, his eyes full of hatred.
Leng Yaozhu finally reacted. She hurriedly stood up and pushed Le Qianyao, saying hurriedly, "Run! They have five Soul Saints! You can't win!"
The young man in front of her was about the same age as herself. In her opinion, how could he be a match for a Soul Sage-level powerhouse? She didn't want innocent people to die because of her.
However, Le Qianyao did not retreat.
A pair of white angel wings suddenly spread out behind him, and the sword in his hand burst into a sacred light.
The sword light passed by Leng Yaozhu's side and stabbed towards the evil soul master like lightning.
With a loud bang, the evil soul master's head, which was condensed with scarlet soul power, was shattered by a sword and turned into powder.
"What!" Leng Yaozhu stared at the scene in front of her in amazement. This young man could actually withstand the attack of the Soul Saint?
Other evil soul masters arrived one after another and surrounded the two.
"Who are you? How dare you stop us from doing our work?"
Wen Feng's face was gloomy and his tone was full of murderous intent.
"Oh, everyone has the right to kill evil spirit masters! Today is the day you die!"
Le Qianyao spoke coldly, and thrust out the sword in his hand again.
"Hmph, you ignorant brat! You're courting death!"
"The fourth soul skill, Soul-Severing Kill!" an evil soul master roared.
A huge blood-red word "kill" appeared in the air, carrying a strong breath of death, and crushed towards Le Qianyao.
Le Qianyao looked calm, and the sacred contract on the back of his hand was shining with golden light.
"Holy King, give me some soul power! I'm going to attack!"
"Yes, Master!"
Vast soul power continuously poured into Le Qianyao's body, and his eyes suddenly burst into brilliant golden light.
"Angel's Light, Break!"
An extremely bright golden light burst out, and a ten-foot-tall angel shadow appeared behind him. As its wings spread, the surrounding space was dyed platinum.
The evil soul master's blood-red killing word melted instantly under this light, like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.
Under the influence of the absolute power of purification, white flames burned on the bodies of several evil soul masters around them, burning their evil soul power and making a "sizzling" sound.
"ah!"
"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Body!"
A group of evil soul masters released their true spirit forms one after another and were able to resist.
"Damn kid!" Wen Feng saw this, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, a cold light flashed in his palm, and he took out a long spear as black as ink.
"Be careful!" Leng Yaozhu warned loudly, "That's the Soul Devouring Spear, an eighth-level soul guide developed by the Holy Spirit Cult. It has the power to kill a Soul Douluo with one strike!"
"Oh, it's too late. Die! Damn little devil!"
The evil soul masters poured all their soul power into the Soul-Devouring Spear, and the dark spear light surged, shooting towards Le Qianyao.
Holy power bloomed in Le Qianyao's eyes, and the red-gold light condensed in the angel's wings in his hand. Le Qianyao held a long sword and pointed it at several people.
"Holy Wrath - Ten Thousand Lights Shatter the Sky, and the Stars Fall!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, thousands of feet of golden light penetrated the clouds, and a huge hole was torn in the thick cumulus clouds. The golden light column pierced the dome like a sword of God, and the majestic divine power poured down, coating the surroundings with a layer of gilded.
The Soul-Devouring Spear was vulnerable in this light and was instantly swallowed by the gold.
"Ah! That adult won't let you go!"
Amidst screams, the evil soul masters were swept up by the golden light. Without even having time to struggle, they turned into ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth.
Leng Yaozhu stood there in shock, staring at the miraculous scene before her, muttering to herself, "Is this... is this a miracle?"
Le Qianyao turned around, his gentle gaze fell on her, and the angel wings behind him slowly dissipated.
At this moment, he was like an angel descending to the earth, dispelling darkness and fear.
The golden light gradually faded, and the forest fell into silence again.
Leng Yaozhu looked at the godlike young man in front of her, and the shock in her heart could not subside for a long time.
"Are you okay?" Looking at the dazed Leng Yaozhu, Le Qianyao waved in front of her.
Leng Yaozhu came back to her senses, a blush appearing on her cheeks.
"No...it's okay!" Leng Yaozhu patted her little face, trying to calm herself down.
I was actually so engrossed in looking at others?
"Has the evil spirit invaded your body?" Le Qianyao looked at Leng Yaozhu's dazed expression, grabbed her hand, and injected a warm and gentle soul power into her body.
After a checkup, Leng Yaozhu was found to be in good health.
However, Leng Yaozhu's cheeks became even redder.
"Don't worry, the rescue team is on the way." Le Qianyao said.
Leng Yaozhu nodded and said solemnly, "Thank you so much, benefactor! I don't know your name, but my Leng family will definitely repay you handsomely in the future!"
Le Qianyao waved his hand, signaling her not to thank him. "Holy Temple, Le Qianyao, it's just a small favor, don't worry about it."
"Ahem!" A familiar voice came from the woods nearby. Le Qianyao looked over and saw Le Qianxue leaning against a tree trunk, watching the scene in front of her with interest.
"Sister Xue, you're here."
"You're here early. Sorry to bother you picking up girls!"
"Uh..." Le Qianyao scratched his head awkwardly.
Le Qianxue looked Leng Yaozhu up and down and nodded: "Let's go, let's go back to Neon City first, it's not safe here."
"Yeah." Leng Yaozhu responded softly.