Douluo Dalu: Flame Gun Chongli Falls Heart Flame Cheats

Chapter 58: No Time to Get Injured
After the Haotian Sect left, the Potian Sect came; it seemed that the Potian Sect was even more troublesome than the Haotian Sect.

It is undeniable that the weakening of the Spirit Hall by the Po Tian Sect is visible.

After all, since its predecessor, it has been targeted by the Spirit Hall; it is only a matter of time before it takes action against the Jia Sect.

Watching a fire from the other side of the river is a very interesting thing. As long as the fire doesn't burn on your head, everything else doesn't matter.

Halfway through, Yang Yun sent 80% of the Po Yi clan's soul masters to the ground. These people were the main force responsible for dispersing the forces and strangling them.

With Yang Yun in Fengjian Sect, the rest of the people are just icing on the cake at best.

Of course, Yang Poqiu and Yang Poshi are on Yang Yun's side; perhaps they have a better chance of getting the soul bones than Yang Poxue and Yang Poao, whose targets are other forces.

There were no signs or warnings for Po Tian Sect's actions; everyone thought that Po Tian Sect was busy building a new sect building.

No time for other matters.

But Yang Yun just doesn't play by the rules.

In such a short period of three days, no one considered supplies or thought about long-term warfare.

Just like that, he used his eighth soul skill to transport all the elite members of the sect out of Xingluo City where the Potian Sect was located.

The speed of Jianyu Hall's advance troops and the speed at which the news was transmitted were beyond the ability of those forces to react to.

Wind Sword Sect.

When Yang Yun stopped, the flaming spear Chongli, condensed by the Divine Spear's Sorrow, fell from the sky like a divine punishment.

One after another, figures descended from the sky with their martial spirits.

The Sharp-tailed Swifts of the Sharp-Feathered Hall provide intelligence in the air, the Cunhu Hall provides assistance with defensive spirit skills; and the Pozhi Clan is responsible for fighting and defeating the enemy.

This rather original trio quickly developed a tacit understanding.

All the members of the Fengjian Sect reacted quickly. At that time, many high-level spirit masters displayed their martial spirits and shouted angrily, ready to rush out and kill the invaders.

Shock.

However, he was stopped by a soul master who was also at the Soul Sage and Soul Douluo levels.

Feng Bailong of the Fengjian Sect flew higher on his sword, and his expression darkened the moment he saw Yang Yun.

"It's you, the leader of the Potian Sect. How dare a newly founded sect attack our Fengjian Sect?"

Yang Yun looked at Feng Bailong with contempt and sneered, "Who do you think you are? If it weren't for your special martial spirit, you wouldn't even be qualified to look me in the eye."

"You little Soul Douluo, you dare to bark in front of me."

Just when Yang Yun was about to take action to kill it directly, the Feng Bailong in front of him suddenly disappeared into thin air; followed by a loud shout that spread throughout the Feng Jian Sect.

"Everyone in the sect, listen up and form the Wind and Thunder Sword Formation."

"Eighth Soul Skill - Gravity Spear - 50 times gravity."

Yang Yun's spear flew into the center of Fengjian Sect, and at that moment all the surrounding houses collapsed instantly; the billowing smoke fell to the ground before it could rise.

In an instant, the Fengjian Sect became a ruin. The sect members who originally wanted to fly on their swords were pressed to the ground by the gravity and could not move.

The weak ones were crushed to death on the spot without making any sound.

But there were still some Soul Saints and Soul Douluos who stared at the fifty times gravity and flew up from the ruins; the total number was less than a dozen.

There were also some who were killed by the Soul-Breaking Spear when the Gravity Spear took effect.

"Damn it, you actually dared to destroy the century-old foundation of my Fengjian Sect?" Feng Bailong looked at Yang Yun with bared teeth, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

Yang Yun was not moved at all, his eyes moved to where Feng Bailong, who had gathered more than a dozen people from other sects, was. His soul power wrapped around his voice and spread it, "Feng Bailong of the Fengjian Sect, intended to kill our Potian Sect's Great Elder Yang Wudi half a year ago. The evidence is irrefutable, so he came here to seek revenge."

"Anyone who interferes will be regarded as a mortal enemy of our Potian Sect and shall be killed."

"Ninth Soul Skill - Demon Whale Soul-Breaking Axe" The hundred thousand year soul ring lit up, Feng Bailong did not dare to be negligent in the slightest; he condensed all his soul power into a giant wind and thunder sword.

Collided with Yang Yun's red axe blade.

"boom"

The violent explosion made Feng Bailong happy: "Blocked?"

"call out"

The sharp red axe blade split the Wind White Dragon's body into two.

"Ninth Soul Skill - Demonic Tooth Shattering Slash"

The red axe blade broke into countless red broken blades, and the red sharp blades were wrapped in donated blood and looked eerie red.

Yang Yun waved his hands and looked at Yang Poshi and Yang Poqiu below: "I'm sorry for being so harsh. It looks like your soul bones are temporarily gone. But there are more later, so save them for now."

"Everyone, clean up the battlefield. Search the battlefield thoroughly. Don't leave a single copper soul coin behind. If you can't take the eggs back with you, break them where they are. Pour hot water through the ant nests. Chop the earthworms in half vertically."

"There are no casualties, right?"

After Yang Poqiu summarized the situation, his mouth twitched and he said, "Sect Master, the enemies all died before they could get hurt."

More than half of them were crushed to death by Yang Yun's gravity spear.

After all, most of them are not strong enough, and only a few soul masters can cultivate to level 40 or above.

What’s more, it’s impossible to cultivate to the level of Soul Master even at the age of thirty, let alone Soul Sect.

Soon, people from Jianyu Hall dropped hundreds of corpses from the sky and piled them on the square of Fengjian Sect.

Bai Jing descended from the sky to Yang Yun and saluted, saying, "Master, Jianyu Hall is guarding the exits of Fengjian Sect's secret passages. All the remaining criminals are here, and there are several teams of visible and hidden sentries circling around."

"The sentinels will be there for more than two months to ensure that no one escapes."

Yang Yun activated his external soul bone to inspect the entire Fengjian Sect and discovered that there were still several members hiding in the dark room.

Gravity Gun·Throw; instantly kills everyone regardless of gender, age or status.

"Pass the order down. After clearing the battlefield, chop off the heads and burn them. Leave a Soul Master above the Soul Saint level to secretly guard them for three months to prevent another Ghost Douluo from appearing."

The cleanup of the Potian Sect was very fast, and the intelligence of the Jianyu Hall was even more detailed; even a lot of secret treasures hidden in the dark room were found.

Several other forces also advanced very quickly.

In less than half a day, the Fengjian Sect was destroyed; Yang Yun watched as the soul guides of countless people were filled up.

After a long moment, he narrowed his eyes and said, "I hope these people won't make mistakes. Otherwise, it will be very difficult for me to handle it."

"Yang Poqiu, pass the order down; everyone should take the spoils and return to the sect on their own. I have something important to attend to and need to leave."

"The opening ceremony of the Potian Sect will be held as usual. Yang Wusha will arrange the specific matters according to my instructions."

Although Yang Poqiu was puzzled, he still obeyed the order.

Members of Jianyu Hall, Cunhu Hall and the Pozhi Clan are divided into teams of three; three people in a group, three groups travel together.

Soon, all that was left of the Fengjian Sect was a mess.

When the soul masters around saw Yang Yun's nine soul rings, and that the eighth and ninth soul rings were still 100,000 years old, they all chose to remain silent.

Even the Spirit Hall fell into an eerie silence.

Not a word.

Yang Yun didn't have time to see the reactions of those people below. He now had to go to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect in person; it was time to fulfill the promise he had made.

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