The Ninth Soul Ring flashed, and a black scythe like the Reaper's blade instantly struck at the Water Cloud Sect's Grand Elder!
A chill ran down the Grand Elder's spine, and the Soul Power within him erupted almost on instinct.
In an instant, he shoved the woman beneath him in front of himself while dodging to the side.
But unfortunately, an immense pressure enveloped him. It was as though he had fallen into a swamp, making it difficult for his body to move.
"Guards! An assassin!"
His martial soul, the Water Cloud Blade, instantly appeared in his hand. He held it horizontally before him, hoping to block the life-taking black scythe!
At the same time, he shouted for help, but the two Titled Douluo were in much the same situation, both facing a critical moment between life and death!
Long Xiaoyao had struck with preparation against the unprepared. How could the Ninth Soul Skill he had charged up be blocked so easily?
His dragon claws pressed down on the Water Cloud Blade, brutally pinning the resisting Grand Elder beneath them.
The already unsteady bed instantly collapsed. The Grand Elder's bedmate was beheaded in the blink of an eye, blood pouring everywhere!
With his martial soul partially possessing him, Long Xiaoyao's strength far surpassed that of the Water Cloud Sect's Grand Elder. The Grand Elder could no longer even hold himself up with both arms.
The immense pressure twisted his expression in agony. He could only watch helplessly as the scythe of darkness drew closer and closer.
"Let me go!"
The Grand Elder struggled desperately, trying to move his body and evade the gigantic scythe that filled him with terror!
But their strengths were utterly unequal, separated by a vast gap. They were not on the same level at all.
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