20demayo Chapter 81 Kill Han Feng and Obtain the Strange Fire!
Chapter 81 Kill Han Feng and Obtain the Strange Fire!
"This...is impossible..."
Hai Xin Yan easily burned away Yun Cong Xin's head, but his body did not fall down. Instead, it silently turned into a gust of wind and disappeared.
But the sharp blade in his hand actually pierced Han Feng's forehead.
The cyan blade spun rapidly upon piercing Han Feng's head, turning it into a complete mess and rendering him utterly dead.
"Aww!"
The wind tiger behind Han Feng roared, and Yun Congxin emerged from it. He watched Han Feng's corpse fall helplessly downwards and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
I still remember that when the Yunlan Sect killed Yun Leng in the original text, Yun Shan held off Queen Medusa while chasing Xiao Yan. At that time, Yun Shan used a fighting technique to summon two "Yun Shan" figures, each seemingly possessing Yun Shan's consciousness and powerful enough to repel Hai Bodong.
Ever since Yun Congxin transmigrated here, he has been very interested in this combat technique. He carefully studied this combat technique that summons afterimages and found that it does not possess intelligence, but can only execute the commands that Yun Congxin set for it.
Although these two afterimages also possessed Yun Congxin's appearance and aura, they did not have his strength and could only be used as a single attack.
In Yunshan's hands, this fighting technique was nothing more than a means to bully the weak. But Yun Congxin believed it was an excellent smokescreen.
Therefore, he bought the Xuan-rank combat skill "Wind from the Tiger" at the Black Seal Auction House because he valued its ability to conceal one's figure within it and launch it simultaneously.
As expected, Han Feng fell for it.
In his madness, he wanted to fight Yun Congxin to the death, but the Sea Heart Flame surged from his mouth and only burned away the head of Yun Congxin's afterimage.
"Entangled by a myriad of winds!"
Yun Congxin stretched out her hand, and a pale blue rope shot out, ignoring Han Feng's lifeless body, and heading straight for the escaped soul power.
"Get out here!"
With a cold shout, the myriad winds, entwined with specks of golden light, enveloped the soul before it could disappear into the earth.
The wind, which had bound and pulled him back, allowed Yun Congxin to grasp the soul in his hand. Upon closer inspection, the translucent face revealed Han Feng's ugly face, crisscrossed with scars.
"How come you have this scar on your soul too..." Yun Congxin couldn't help but laugh as she looked at Han Feng's ferocious expression, which was now just his soul.
"Don't be so smug! Even if my soul is scattered, I, Han Feng, still have a chance! I still have a chance!" Han Feng, unwilling to accept defeat, roared like a madman.
"Crazy..." Yun Congxin frowned. He ignored Han Feng's roar, instead grabbing his soul and lifting it up to show the retreating Guardian of Slaughter in the sky.
"Heh heh, a protector of the Soul Palace? Look at what I have in my hand!" Yun Congxin shouted loudly.
He wanted to interfere with the judgment of the Dharma Protector and help the elders kill him as soon as possible!
"You brat! How dare you!" From within the black mist, the furious roar of Protector Lu rang out.
Seizing the opportunity when Protector Lu was distracted, all the elders attacked together, their vast battle aura causing the space to fluctuate constantly.
Yun Congxin then looked at Su Qian and Mo Tianxing to the side and saw the two of them dancing the tango. His eyes twitched involuntarily.
"Hehe, misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Seeing that Han Feng had been defeated and Protector Lu had been suppressed, Mo Tianxing understood that the outcome was already decided.
He quickly moved away from Su Qian, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "I was also misled by Han Feng; it's all a misunderstanding..."
"You damned old dog Mo! You'll die a horrible death!" Han Feng roared furiously as Yun Congxin held him in his hand.
"Heh, Sect Master Mo, Canaan Academy can let bygones be bygones for what happened today. However, this will not be a repeat of this..." Su Qian said coldly after putting on a show with Mo Tianxing for a long time.
"Of course, I, Mo Tianxing, have always been willing to be friends with heroes like you all..." Mo Tianxing assured him repeatedly. After bowing to Yun Congxin and Su Qian, he hurriedly fled Fengcheng. He looked as disheveled as a stray dog running away with its tail between its legs.
"A clown jumping around..." Yun Congxin sneered inwardly.
He no longer looked towards Mo Tianxing, but instead gazed at the battle in the sky with Elder Su Qian.
In a duel between peak Dou Zong experts, let alone a one-star Dou Zong like him or a two-star Dou Zong like Su Qian, even Xiao Yan, who had advanced to Dou Zong, would only be able to run away.
"The application of spatial power by peak Dou Zong experts is indeed extraordinary..." Yun Congxin sighed as he watched the elders in the air skillfully tear open spatial rifts to attack or retreat.
They moved with the ease of hunters, while the Protector of Slaughter was like a cornered beast fighting desperately.
Clearly, the outcome is already decided.
The three peak Dou Zong experts fought from day to night, until the sun rose the next day, when the elders finally killed Protector Lu.
"Where do you think you're going!"
Before his death, the Guardian of Slaughter exploded a large number of souls to cover his own soul's escape, but Yun Congxin still saw through it at a glance.
The same myriad winds entangled and burst forth, heading straight for the soul of the Guardian of Slaughter.
"Damn it!" Seeing that his weakness had been exposed so quickly, Protector Lu roared in anger.
He easily broke Yun Congxin's ropes with his soul power and retreated with all his might.
With Yun Congxin pointing the way, where could he possibly escape? Qian Lao was incredibly fast; he plunged into the spatial rift and reappeared beside the soul of Protector Lu.
He reached out and grabbed the soul of the Protector of Slaughter with ease, like an old cat catching a bird.
The dust has settled.
The black mist surrounding the Demon Protector finally dissipated, and looking at the countless remaining ferocious souls that had withered away, Yun Congxin sighed.
With the death of the guardian deities, they all lost their vitality and fell and dissipated, resembling melting snowflakes under the morning sun, turning into a gentle rain of light.
This magnificent rain of light, each ray representing a powerful cultivator at least at the Dou Ling level whose soul was captured by the Soul Palace.
They were imprisoned, devoured, and blown up like smoke bombs, dying in obscurity, in a lowly and humiliating way.
Suddenly, looking at the clouds, two lines of poetry came to mind.
More white bones lie scattered than in Qingcheng, while the surviving people weep alone before the prince.
If you take what others have done in this way, then this is just another ordinary thing for you.
The elders stood amidst the rain of light, extending their hands to gently send off each wronged soul with their fighting spirit. After a long while, they finally let out a soft sigh.
Those who teach and nurture students, whose students are spread far and wide, find such scenes most unbearable. Even someone as experienced as Qianlaobai, who has seen countless heinous criminals, cannot help but feel a pang of sadness...
"Mr. Yun, what should we do next?"
After the rain of light dissipated, the elders finally withdrew their fighting spirits and descended. One elder composed himself and asked the following question.
Yun Congxin glanced at Han Feng's soul in his hand and the soul of the Demon Protector in Qian Lao's hand, and sneered.
"Let's hand this traitor over to his master for punishment first. Only after we extract the Sea Heart Flame can we move on to the next step."