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With Zhu Yanfeng, the Defense soul master, at the front, more than a dozen high-spirited Soul Douluos followed close behind.
They were like an unstoppable torrent of steel, charging aggressively through the manor's front gate.
Like a gale sweeping away scattered clouds, or a fierce tiger crashing into a flock of sheep, they rampaged through without the slightest obstruction. The manor guards could not hold them back at all.
Solid walls were like paper before them, collapsing with a crash. Exquisite houses tottered under their assault as well, finally caving in with a thunderous rumble and sending dust billowing into the sky. Their destructive power was astonishing.
The group advanced with overwhelming force all the way, already cutting deep into the Central Courtyard.
Zhu Yanfeng's gaze burned like a torch, Soul Power surging around him, the Stone Armor Shield in his hand shining with a heavy yellow glow.
He shouted, then charged toward the defensive line like a tiger descending the mountain, smashing it open in an instant.
Just then, Ling Yunxiao's long howl suddenly split the air. "Brother Yan Feng, move!"
Before his words had even faded, he was seen in a blue robe, his figure turning into an afterimage that flashed through heaven and earth, so fast the eye could barely follow.
In an instant, a wolf's howl rang out between heaven and earth.
Immediately afterward, a dark cyan hurricane crashed down from above the Nine Heavens, carrying biting wind blades as it swept in with the force to shatter mountains and split stone.
Every blue brick within a hundred meters was ripped up by the raging hurricane and sent flying wildly through the air.
Quite a few armored guard soul masters were like dead leaves meeting an autumn gale before