Peerless Tang Sect: Hurricane Infinite Wind

Chapter 79: Death Hand Bandits

Wu Xuan charged forward, the corpses on the ground began to pile up, and the sounds of fighting inside became more intense. The bandits in the cave had died in various strange ways, but Wu Xuan didn't feel the slightest bit of sympathy.

After the emerald green spear stabbed dozens of people to death, an extreme wind whistled out, and the terrifying power of annihilation turned the dead bodies into nothingness one by one.

The terrain ahead suddenly opened up, and Wu Xuan finally saw the battle unfolding. The spirit rings shone brightly, a dazzling sight. Ma Xiaotao's Evil Fire Phoenix spirit was the most prominent, its blazing flames erupting wildly, leaving her virtually unstoppable. The charred bodies of bandits lay scattered all around.

Gong Yang Mo stood in the center, beams of multicolored light emanating from him, illuminating his companions, who were also vaguely surrounding him. Behind Yao Haoxuan, the mountain-like giant ape repeatedly pounded its chest with its fists, sending halos of light drifting out, restraining a large group of bandits. Ling Luochen, on the other side, howled out an icy mist, freezing any less powerful bandits to death on the spot.

Of course, there were three bandits with strong cultivation, some even reaching the Soul King level, but facing Ma Xiaotao and the others, they were still defeated.

Deep in the cave, bandits are still pouring out to join the battle. But whether it is Ma Xiaotao, Dai Yueheng or Chen Zifeng and Xixi, everyone can take care of a large area.

Gongyang Mo's powerful auxiliary ability is undoubtedly demonstrated at this moment. Not to mention the two who are already Soul Emperors, Chen Zifeng and Xixi, whose cultivation levels are not yet at the level of Soul Emperors, are no less powerful than the Soul Emperors with his increase.

Looking at the increasing number of corpses around the seven people, Wu Xuan's brows twitched wildly.

Wu Xuan charged forward, his soul power surging frantically. A turquoise wind howled and blew away. Under Wu Xuan's precise control, the bandits who had rushed out suddenly froze, their backs bent as if by a heavy burden. Simultaneously, the corpses on the ground vanished into nothingness at a visible speed.

How could the regular team members miss such an opportunity?

"Roar!" Dai Yueheng roared like a tiger, violently tearing a Soul King-level opponent who had previously sneak-attacked him apart, blood splattering everywhere. Immediately afterwards, a dazzling White Tiger Meteor Shower blasted out, scattering the limbs and arms of a large number of enemies.

Ma Xiaotao's pair of fire phoenix wings had been enlarged to over three meters long. These two wings were a terrifying weapon. With a single, sudden thrust, Ma Xiaotao incinerated two Soul King-level opponents, along with a large group of bandits, beyond recognition, killing them instantly.

Just when the situation seemed promising, a sharp howl sounded from the depths of the cave, "Who dares to go against the messenger of death? You will all die and become my corpse slaves."

"Retreat quickly! Something's happening." Wu Xuan's alarm bells rang in the back, and he shouted, urging everyone to retreat.

Just as Ma Xiaotao and his seven companions started to retreat, twelve iron-gray figures suddenly emerged from the tunnel, blocking their retreat. The figures were tall and mighty, and standing together they looked as thick as a city wall.

"Third soul skill, Jade Wind!"

A violent storm surged out, and the twelve iron-gray figures standing in front of Ma Xiaotao and the other seven were instantly covered by emerald green crystals and trapped in place.

The Death Messenger discovered that the twelve corpse slaves had lost contact at the same time, and roared in frustration, "Ah! My treasure! You deserve to die, charge, charge at me!"

Hearing this sound, the bandits deep in the cave went crazy, completely reckless and rushed towards Ma Xiaotao and the other seven. As they rushed forward, their bodies grew larger and turned red at an alarming speed.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom..." Violent roars rang out one after another in the cave, and the horrific explosions accompanied by blood and flesh flying all over the cave.

At the same time as the explosion sounded, Xuan Lao, who was sitting on the top of the cave with messy hair and drinking wine, was horrified. He dropped the wine gourd and instantly turned into a stream of light and went into the cave.

Elder Xuan had arrived long before, quietly following the others. After arriving, he could clearly sense through his aura that the strongest enemy here was only at the level of a Five-Ring Soul King. Although there were more than one, in his opinion, these bandits had no chance of resistance against the elite disciples of Shrek Academy. Furthermore, with the experienced and prudent Wang Yan in charge, the situation was under his control.

But Master Xuan did not expect such a sudden change.

"Haha. How does the explosion of my corpse taste? No matter how strong you are, if you dare to touch the corpse slaves that I have collected with great effort, you will die on the spot in front of my serial corpse explosions. If I can't kill you with the explosion, I will poison you to death!" The arrogant voice of the Death Messenger echoed in the cave.

The corpse explosion made no distinction between friend and foe, and his few remaining subordinates were used as the final catalyst, becoming the aftermath of the explosion. But he didn't care at all. As long as he was still alive, it would not be difficult to raise a new Death Messenger bandit group.

But in the next moment, the arrogant laughter of the messenger of death suddenly stopped.

"Bastard!" An old man's roar suddenly sounded. Under this roar, the messenger of death felt as if his consciousness was about to become blurred.

"Who is it?!" The Death Messenger screamed in fear, and five soul rings on his body, three yellow and two purple, flashed one after another.

But in the hands of the super strong man Xuan Lao, everything is in vain.

Old Xuan grabbed the messenger casually, and under this terrifying force, the messenger of death didn't have time to resist and exploded into a ball of blood mist.

This time, Master Xuan was truly enraged. He casually dispatched the Death Messenger with a single blow. With a wave of his hand, a dense, earth-yellow soul force instantly filled the entire cavern. Twelve jade-clad, iron-gray figures were instantly shattered into dust, along with all the poisonous blood that was corroding the bodies of the inner court disciples. This terrifying soul force instantly washed away all of it.

Xuan Lao quickly checked on everyone's injuries, and soon his tense nerves relaxed. The only comfort he felt at this moment was that the worst outcome hadn't occurred.

Yao Haoxuan, Xixi, and Gong Yangmo, who were more seriously injured, were not in danger of death. Ma Xiaotao, Dai Yueheng, Chen Zifeng, and Ling Luochen, though severely injured, were all able to recover. The corpse's bones, flesh, and blood all became weapons in the explosion. The stronger the corpse was in life, the greater the force of the explosion. This was especially true of the three recently deceased Soul Kings. The injuries sustained by Ma Xiaotao and the other seven were primarily caused by these three Soul Kings.

Ma Xiaotao stood up and looked at Master Xuan's gloomy face, blaming herself: "It's all my fault that I didn't evacuate in time. If we had listened to Junior Wu and not rushed to attack, things wouldn't have turned out like this."

Dai Yuheng leaned against the wall and said with a grim expression, "I'm also at fault. I was enraged by the bodies of the innocent babies who died tragically in the cave, and I was blinded by my anger."

"Fortunately, Junior Brother Wu Xuan cleaned up most of the corpses, otherwise we would have died on the spot." Chen Zifeng struggled to get up and said with some fear.

Yao Haoxuan clutched his bruised wound and panted, "It seems like we all owe our lives to Junior Brother Wu Xuan."

Wu Xuan shook his head and sighed, "My parents both died because of evil spirit masters. I just understand those rats in the gutter better than you do. Those rats are only more cruel and ruthless than we imagine."

"Thanks to you for your help, Junior Brother Wu. I owe you my life. I will remember this favor." Ling Luochen said in a cold voice.

Xixi and Gongyang Mo, who were deeply poisoned, also nodded.

"Everyone, this is too serious. Anyone can kill the evil soul master. In the future, killing more evil soul masters for me will be your repayment." Wu Xuan said seriously.

At this time, Wang Yan rushed over with a sad expression and asked, "Master Xuan, what's the situation?"

Master Xuan, who had just fed the students detoxification pills, slapped his forehead in annoyance. His red eyes were revealed among his messy hair, full of self-blame.

"Gong Yangmo, Yao Haoxuan, and Xixi all suffered severe internal injuries. The poisonous blood has already invaded their bodies. All three of them need immediate medical attention."

Wang Yan looked grimly, and looked at Ma Xiaotao and the other three with concern. "Xiaotao, Dai Yueheng, Chen Zifeng, Ling Luochen, how are you doing?"

"My condition is fine. It's just that poisonous blood entered my body and my lungs were slightly damaged. I'm afraid I won't be able to use my martial spirit to possess my body within ten days." Ma Xiaotao's face looked very ugly.

"My situation is similar to Xiaotao's," Dai Yueheng explained. He clenched his fists, his mood no better than Ma Xiaotao's. He had long been looking forward to the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Competition being held in Xingluo City.

Chen Zifeng and Ling Luochen didn't react as strongly as the other two, but they were still a little shaken. "Our situation should be slightly better than Xiaotao and Dai Yuheng's, but it will take at least seven or eight days."

Although Wang Yan was simply asking about their own injuries, they all thought in their hearts that the upcoming Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Competition was not optimistic.

Elder Xuan opened his eyes again, his resolute gaze revealing he had made up his mind. He said in a deep voice, "Wang Yan, the arduous task is now upon you. Take them back to the barracks first. Once Xiao Tao and the other two have stabilized, immediately rush to Xingluo City to participate in the competition. I will take Gong Yangmo, Yao Haoxuan, and Xixi back to the academy for treatment. There is no time to lose, let's act now."

As he spoke, Elder Xuan extended his massive hands towards the three unconscious people on the ground. A thick, white spiritual energy instantly enveloped them like a cocoon, completely protecting them.

Elder Xuan took a deep breath, looked at the seven people in the outer courtyard, and said in a deep voice: "The sudden change has brought about a huge change, and the responsibility lies entirely with me. I am afraid that it is too late to send new members from the academy to participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Competition. Only you can go first. At least hold on until Xiaotao and the other four recover from their injuries. Children, the honor of the academy depends on you. Victory, the honor belongs to you. Defeat, the shame belongs only to me."

After saying this, Elder Xuan raised his head, wiped away the tears in his eyes, and led the three people enveloped by his soul power out of the cave at lightning speed. He immediately released his flying soul guide and headed towards Shrek Academy at the fastest speed.

Wang Yan watched as Elder Xuan disappeared into the distant sky, then he withdrew his gaze and sighed softly. "Everyone, get ready and return to the barracks first."

He knew that Xuan Lao was filled with self-blame, but he couldn't blame Xuan Lao entirely for such an accident. Who could have imagined that an evil soul master with the cultivation of a Soul King could unleash a Soul Saint-level attack by detonating a corpse?

Moreover, as the team leader, he also has responsibilities that he cannot shirk.

"Teacher Wong."

Huo Yuhao and the other six walked forward feeling somewhat ashamed. From the beginning to the end, their reserve team, except for Wu Xuan, had been unable to provide any help.

"You don't have to blame yourselves. The responsibility this time is mine. I didn't command everyone well. Okay, you guys sit down and practice to recover your soul power first." Wang Yan comforted.

Xu Sanshi finally came to his senses and asked, "Teacher Wang, the seniors in the inner courtyard are injured. Could it be that Master Xuan wants us to have the reserve team represent the academy in the competition?"

Wang Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Otherwise! But you don't have to worry too much. The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Competition will last for a month. As long as you can hold on at the front, you can hold on until reinforcements arrive from the academy and Xiaotao and the others recover from their injuries. So, in reality, you only need to hold on for a few days."

Beibei, Xu Sanshi and others looked at each other in bewilderment. They originally thought that they were just here for formality, but ended up becoming the main force. The pressure suddenly became heavy.

(End of this chapter)