Chapter 220 Evil Soul Master, Only Angels Can Excite You?
Ye Guyi didn't slow down her escape at all. Hearing the arrogant laughter rapidly approaching from behind, she reached for the soul tool on her wrist. A black shadow sparking with sparks was instantly thrown at the laughing Fourth Elder.
The Fourth Elder only felt a black shadow rushing towards him. Just as he was about to dodge, a deafening explosion suddenly rang out, and the terrifying shockwave directly sent the Fourth Elder flying.
Level 8 Piercing Bomb! A disposable soul tool, the power released instantly was definitely no weaker than the eighth soul skill of an ordinary Soul Douluo in his Martial Soul True Body state.
"Cough cough! Damn it, it's a disposable level 8 soul tool? Hmph! This is your trump card, isn't it? This explosion will cost at least a million gold soul coins. I don't believe that you, a little yellow-haired girl, have much ability to produce another disposable soul tool." The Fourth Elder sneered, ignoring his disheveled and dirty appearance, and continued to relentlessly pursue Ye Guyi.
Before long, the Fourth Elder caught up with Ye Guyi again. Just as the Fourth Elder revealed his evil sneer, a series of black shadows shot towards him once more.
This time, there were more than a dozen shadows, distributed in a very regular pattern, and the endpoints of their intersections were faintly scattered around the Fourth Elder.
Having been tricked once before, the Fourth Elder was naturally on guard this time. He snorted coldly, black mist spread out, and a chilling light instantly appeared, rushing straight towards the several black shadows.
A level seven shock grenade! A disposable soul tool, unlike other soul tools, the biggest advantage of a shock grenade is that once activated by soul power, it will explode instantly no matter what it touches in its path. It can only be dodged, not taken head-on.
The most ingenious part was the arc of the grenades Ye Guyi threw; the final endpoints were around the Fourth Elder, where they would collide with each other, and once one exploded, the rest would explode as well.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
A series of explosions once again resounded through the sky. The Fourth Elder at the center of the explosion felt like he was going crazy. Just how rich was this guy? With a wave of his hand, he unleashed over a dozen level-seven shock grenades. The cost of a single shock grenade was over 600,000 gold soul coins, not to mention buying them—they would only be more expensive.
This was because a core array within the shock grenade could only be carved using Soul-Forging Silver, and everyone knew how expensive this rare metal was.
"I can't take it anymore! I don't care if you resent me or not, just die!" The Netherworld Sword in the Fourth Elder's hand suddenly erupted with a deathly black light.
The Netherworld Sword—this was the Fourth Elder's evil martial soul. This Netherworld Sword was extremely peculiar; when used, it could open another accompanying space, elusive and unpredictable. Its evil nature lay in the fact that each time this accompanying space was opened, it required burning a person's soul as a price. Within his martial soul, as his cultivation level increased, reaching the Title Douluo level, he could seal up to nine souls of the dead, requiring replenishment after each use.
Even so, among evil soul masters, he was considered to have committed relatively few atrocities.
His Netherworld Slash, his first soul skill, was sharp and swift; wielded by a Title Douluo, it could easily cleave a small mountain in two.
Seeing the blade, filled with a chilling, eerie light, that arrived in an instant, Ye Guyi's pretty face paled, and she unleashed her ultimate life-saving trump card.
Level eight defensive soul tool, Tortoise Shell Shield!
A black vortex-like light shield instantly enveloped Ye Guyi's entire body, and the next instant, a piercing buzzing sound suddenly exploded, and Ye Guyi, inside the shield, plummeted straight to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
"Bang! Crack!" A tree that required two people to encircle was shattered in two by the falling Ye Guyi. Ye Guyi's face was pale. The attack she had just received from the Fourth Elder's tortoise-shell shield had drained her already meager soul power, making her situation even worse.
"Haha, die!" Looking at the holy angel so close at hand, a cruel smile appeared on the Fourth Elder's face. He slashed fiercely with his Netherworld Sword.
"Clang!"
Just as the black-glowing blade was less than a meter away from Ye Guyi, a spear gleaming with silver light came flying through the air.
Amidst the deafening clang, the Netherworld Sword slammed heavily into the gleaming blade of the Soul-Breaking Spear. Instantly, a crisp sound echoed through the forest.
With his feet planted firmly in the ground, the sudden attack forced the Fourth Elder to retreat several steps. His face darkened as he stared at the silver spear embedded in the ground and coldly shouted, "Who?!"
The silver spear trembled slightly, then flew into the air. Under the simultaneous gazes of the two on the ground, a middle-aged man dressed in black appeared before them.
"Where did this bastard come from, daring to ruin my plans? Get lost, or I'll wipe out your entire family!" The Fourth Elder pointed his Netherworld Sword at Wu Xuan, and in the next instant, nine spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and five black—flashed, a soaring evil aura pressing down on Wu Xuan.
The man in the air had just managed to force him, a Title Douluo, to retreat several steps; his strength was definitely not weak. Therefore, the Fourth Elder thought he should scare him away if possible.
Shouldering the Soul-Shattering Spear, Wu Xuan slightly raised his head, indifferently gazing at the Fourth Elder below. The spear suddenly pointed at him. "Evil Soul Masters, is it only holy angels that excite you?! Look closely, I'm not an angel!!"
"Hah!!" A terrifying aura surged, two blood-red 100,000-year soul rings lit up, the terrifying power immediately igniting the Fourth Elder's alarm bells.
"Two 100,000-year soul rings? Who are you?" the Fourth Elder cried out in disbelief.
"Dead men are not worthy of asking questions!" Wu Xuan sneered, swooping down, the dark silver light around the Soul-Shattering Spear flashing intensely.
"Reign Supreme, Demon-Slaying Slash!"
Wu Xuan roared, the gleaming Soul-Shattering Spear in his hand slashing fiercely down at the Fourth Elder.
The next instant, a crescent-shaped white energy blade, five zhang wide, shot out from the tip of the Soul-Shattering Spear. The power released by the divine-level martial soul was far beyond what the previous Soul-Shattering Spear could match.
A massive, silvery-white crescent blade shot into the sky, disappearing in a flash. The sudden release of its spiritual pressure horrified even the Fourth Elder.
Forgetting about the fleeing Holy Angel, the Fourth Elder's Netherworld Sword trembled, and a surge of black mist erupted from its blade.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Netherworld Invasion!"
Amidst the wails of countless wronged souls, the black mist instantly solidified, transforming into a massive black sword nearly ten meters long, slashing towards Wu Xuan's crescent blade.
"Clang!" A piercing explosion shattered the crescent blade, but a strange scene unfolded: the shattered blade didn't dissipate; instead, it coalesced into a torrent of fragments that enveloped the black sword.
With a series of dense crackling sounds, the black sword suddenly collapsed, vanishing into black smoke.
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