Peerless Tang Sect: Hurricane Infinite Wind

Chapter 336: Powerful Kill
The beast souls of Zhongli Tian and Zhongli Di were burned by Wu Xuan's attack. The bodies of Zhongli Tian and Zhongli Di froze and blood spurted out of their mouths. Their breath instantly became extremely weak.

"Big Brother, Second Brother!" Zhongliren exclaimed, controlling the Ghost Shadow Leopard King and retreating violently, putting some distance between him and Wang Qiuer.

Wang Qiuer naturally would not let the other party succeed. She thrust the golden dragon spear straight at Zhongli Ren's body shrouded in gray mist.

"Fire of Light?! What kind of martial spirit do you have?" Zhongli Tian barely supported his body with his arms, his voice hoarse as he looked at Wu Xuan with eyes full of fear.

The beast souls they cultivated were enhanced by their soul skills, so even if a Titled Douluo attacked, it would not be possible to destroy them so easily. However, the young man in front of them did it so easily.

"A dead man doesn't need so many questions!" After a successful attack, Wu Xuan would not give the two men any other chance to struggle.

"Jade Wind!"

The third soul ring shone, and in the eyes of Zhongli Tian and Zhongli Di, the originally purple third ring strangely turned black.

"How dare you, you little beast!" Zhong Liren, who was being entangled by Wang Qiuer on the other side, gnashed his teeth and roared angrily, ignoring Wang Qiuer beside him, and rushed towards Wu Xuan with a crazy and desperate look.

However, it was too late. Wu Xuan raised his hands and clenched them. A turquoise hurricane gathered in his hands, and in an instant, a dark green giant axe suddenly appeared in his control. The light green axe blade was thin and sharp, revealing a frightening edge.

As the axe chopped down, the fluorescent green light was as fast as lightning, and the surrounding space was violently distorted.

"puff--"

The sharp axe blade easily tore through the bodies of Zhongli Tian and Zhongli Di, just like the two original beast souls were directly cut in half before. Blood and internal organs gushed out and flowed all over the ground in an instant.

"Third brother, don't seek revenge, run!" Zhongli Tian roared with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. The light in his eyes instantly became dim and he died on the spot.

"No!" Zhongliren's eyes were bloodshot. The Ghostly Leopard King seemed to sense his master's anger. He roared and opened his mouth, spewing a beam of black light at Wu Xuan. His innate soul skill, Dark Divine Light, was a medium-range attack. It was extremely powerful, but also consumed a lot of soul power.

However, before it had finished spitting out this breath of dark divine light, Wang Qiuer had already swung out the golden dragon spear in her hand, which transformed into thousands of golden rays. Wherever it passed, it seemed to scare away ghosts and gods.

The Ghost Leopard King's body was pierced one after another, and a large amount of brown smoke instantly emerged from his body. With a scream, he flew back into Zhongli Ren's staff.

"Puff! Ah!" Zhong Liren screamed with a ferocious look on his face, spitting out a large mouthful of blood. His eyes were filled with fear. He looked at Wu Xuan and Wang Qiuer as if they were demons.

Wu Xuan kicked the axe handle on the ground, and the blade flipped, lifting the entire axe onto his shoulder. "Old dog, you enjoy slaughtering soul beasts to refine vengeful spirits, don't you? Today, I'll let you experience the feeling of having your soul torn apart bit by bit."

Wu Xuan took one step forward with an indifferent expression, and the green-gold eye of a living being between his eyebrows slowly opened.

At this moment, Zhongli Ren could no longer care about anything else. He pointed his staff into the air, and instantly, all the beast spirits he had hidden in the vault swarmed out, charging straight at Wu Xuan and Wang Qiuer. Even the severely injured Ghost Shadow Leopard King was forcibly summoned again.

In such a life-or-death situation, the Zhongli people could not care less about the consumption of these blood-colored beast souls. No matter who it was, when their life was threatened, no matter how precious the item was, they would use it without hesitation as long as it could save their life.

It must be said that these beast souls are truly the most valuable, with several of them reaching the ten-thousand-year mark. A silver ray suddenly shot out from the vertical eye between Wu Xuan's eyebrows. That gorgeous silver light was practically tangible.

"Crack!" A crisp cracking sound was heard, and the gray gem on the top of the staff in Zhongli Ren's hand exploded.

Wu Xuan was stunned. Could it be that this magic staff soul guide has the effect of protecting the sea of ​​​​spiritual?

The next moment, the blood-colored beast souls charging towards Wu Xuan and the others went into a frenzy, like headless flies. Zhongli Ren gritted his teeth, dropped his staff, and mounted the Ghostly Leopard King. Their bodies instantly transformed into a gray shadow, hovering in mid-air and darting off into the distance. In a flash, they had opened up a distance of several hundred meters between them and Wu Xuan.

"Old dog, where are you running to! The One Hundred Thousand Years Annihilation Dragon Claw - the Light of Annihilation!" The left hand with crystal pink dragon scales instantly ignited with light pink flames. As Wu Xuan swung his hand forward, a slender crystal pink light shot straight towards Zhongli Ren.

Zhongli Ren, who was originally feeling lucky to have escaped a disaster, suddenly froze and fell straight to the ground. The next moment, blood mixed with fragments of internal organs was directly spat out by Zhongli Ren.

At this moment, Zhongli Ren was terrified, because in his perception, his internal organs had been shattered into pieces.

"Ang~!" A loud dragon roar burst out from Wang Qiuer's mouth, and then he swung the golden dragon spear in his hand horizontally. The entire spear flew out of his hand, carrying an indomitable momentum and making a rumbling sound of breaking through the wind.

"Puff~!" The sharp weapon pierced through the flesh and Zhongliren's entire body was nailed to the ground alive.

"Ah~! Two little beasts, just wait for me, your disaster will come soon, I'm waiting for you in hell, hahaha!" Zhongli Ren laughed wildly, and the seriously injured Ghost Shadow Leopard King disappeared from the sight of Wu Xuan and the others in a flash.

Wang Qiu'er was about to chase after him when Wu Xuan raised his hand to stop her. "That beast was severely injured by us earlier, and with its host dead, it won't survive much longer. Let's deal with the mad beast spirits around here first! They're the real danger."

Wang Qiuer nodded upon hearing this, walked to Zhongli Ren's body, drew out the golden dragon spear, and killed the scattered blood-colored beast souls.

The second after the Golden Dragon Spear left Zhongliren's body, his entire body shrank and vanished, as if all the nutrients it possessed were dissipating at a thousand times the speed of the air.

Wu Xuan didn't care about it and started to search the corpse directly. The three evil soul masters and soul douluos must have rich family backgrounds.

Elder Song, who had witnessed the entire process from a distance, was filled with satisfaction. Wu Xuan was the undisputed main force in this battle, and Wang Qiuer's fighting talent was also quite impressive.

The two of them easily killed three evil soul masters with the cultivation level of Soul Douluo without much cooperation. What an impressive record!

"Mr. Mu, you have successors, and the Poseidon Pavilion has successors, haha!" Mr. Song laughed as he spoke.

Having finished searching the corpses, Wu Xuan nodded in satisfaction. He had found three soul bones from Zhongli Tian, ​​one from Zhongli Di, and the most precious head soul bone from Zhongli Ren. He also found a large amount of rare herbs and gold soul coins.

Not to mention anything else, the soul bones alone are a considerable income.

No wonder the previous mental attack was ineffective against Zhongli Ren. It turned out that the soul bone had protected him. Wu Xuan sighed as he looked at the 20,000-year-old head soul bone in his hand.

(End of this chapter)