Immediately after, the old eunuch let out a shrill scream.
"Ah!!!!"
He looked down and saw that the sword in Su Chen's hand had somehow sprouted barbs, transforming directly into a Wolf Tooth Sword.
This bizarre sight made every black-clad man present tremble in fear, their scalps tingling.
This kid called Tang San was just too wicked!
A dignified six-ringed Soul Emperor had not even finished unleashing his ultimate move before dropping to his knees and kowtowing?
The old eunuch clamped the Wolf Tooth Sword between his palms, which had been pierced into a bloody mess. Blood spurted out as if it cost nothing.
That was fucking low!
What decent person had a Martial Soul like this?
Pain twisted his features as he roared hysterically toward the rear, "You useless trash! What are you staring at? Hurry up and save me!"
"Save your mother."
Su Chen pulled out a slipper with his backhand and began slapping the old eunuch's aged face back and forth.
"So you wanted to kill me, huh?"
Smack!
"So you, you old eunuch, like barking like a dog, huh?"
Smack!
"Wind-Swept Breathless Slash, my ass! Do you think you're some happy wind man? You wanna throw a hasagi too?"
Smack!
"Didn't know how to wash your hair before leaving home? Your dandruff's drifting onto my hand. Who are you trying to disgust?"
The rapid slapping echoed through the empty forest, crisp and utterly absurd.
The old eunuch's face was swollen like a pig's head. Several teeth flew out mixed with blood, yet his hands remained clamped tightly around the Wolf Tooth Sword, leaving him unable even to cover his face.
Zhu Zhuyun's eyelids twitched furiously as she watched from the side. Her ample chest heaved violently, and she could no longer maintain her expression.
Just where had this monster crawled out from?
Since she had given no order, none of the black-clad men under her command moved. They all held their breath and pretended to be dead.
However, three black-clad men in the crowd froze for a moment. After exchanging glances, they summoned their Martial Souls and charged at Su Chen despite themselves.
They were clearly the old eunuch's men.
Su Chen's slipper never stopped moving, while the third black Soul Ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up.
An eerie, brainwashing melody rang out across the scene without warning.
"Invincibility is so~ so lonely~"
"Invincibility is so~ so empty~"
"Alone at the summit~"
"The cold wind keeps blowing..."
Clang clang clang!
As the flashy background music began, three soul skill attacks struck Su Chen without causing even the slightest ripple.
The three black-clad men were horrified. They hurriedly retreated, staring at Su Chen vigilantly as though he were a ghost.
What the fuck was going on?!
A mere three-ringed Soul Elder stood there without dodging or blocking, yet took the full-force attacks of all three of them without a scratch?
Could that strange sound that had just come from this kid be the cause?
Black-Clad Man A scratched his head and quietly slipped back to Zhu Zhuyun's side. "Eldest Miss, are we really not making a move?"
Zhu Zhuyun truly wanted to crack this idiot's skull open when she got back.
To see whether it was filled entirely with tofu dregs.
She wanted nothing more than for the old eunuch and his people to all die here. Why would she be stupid enough to help them?
Besides, was his brain broken and his eyes blind too?
There was something wicked about this kid from head to toe.
"Can you beat a Soul Emperor?" Zhu Zhuyun asked irritably.
Black-Clad Man A shook his head honestly. "No."
"Then if you want to throw your life away, I won't stop you. Go on. I'll cheer for you."
Black-Clad Man A sheepishly shrank his neck, decisively shut up, and retreated to the side.
One of the black-clad men who had attacked Su Chen gathered his courage and shouted, "What exactly are you?"
Su Chen stopped slapping him and said solemnly, "I am Tang San, a humble Daoist from Holy Soul Village. I love peace and hate fighting and killing most of all."
Every black-clad man cursed their mother in their hearts.
He was still holding a bloodstained slipper, and he had the nerve to say he loved peace?
This little brat called Tang San was far too bizarre.
Just as the black-clad men gritted their teeth and prepared to attack again, a sudden change occurred.
Xiao Wu ran over with a few leaves stuck on her head, her face full of resentment.
The moment she arrived, she saw Chang Wei beating Lai Fu.
Pah.
The moment she arrived, she saw Su Chen holding a slipper and pinning an old man to the ground while wildly slapping his face.
Her arrival caused everyone except the old eunuch and Su Chen, who was still doing the slapping, to turn toward her in unison.
Another little girl had come.
They had yet to deal with this bizarre kid, and now another little girl had appeared.
Zhu Zhuyun also quietly moved two steps closer to Zhu Zhuqing, ready to grab her sister and run at any sign of trouble.
Xiao Wu took one look at the situation in the clearing, and her little brain instantly understood.
She immediately planted her hands on her hips and stepped forward. "You idiots, so many of you are bullying my boss alone. Do you think Sister Xiao Wu is a vegetarian?"
The black-clad men all had question marks over their heads.
Were her fucking eyes blind?
Her boss was clearly the one grinding their Soul Emperor into the ground!
Telling lies with her eyes open—just like that bizarre kid, she was cut from the same cloth!
The three black-clad men immediately exchanged looks. Since they could not hurt that kid, they would start with this little girl!
They would seize this little girl and use her to threaten that brat called Tang San!
"Move! Capture her!"
The three men shouted and lunged toward Xiao Wu with ferocious grins.
Su Chen's hand did not stop at all as he continued wildly slapping the old eunuch's face.
It had been a long time since he had felt this good. Today, he had to satisfy this itch in his hand.
As for Xiao Wu, he was not worried in the slightest.
When Xiao Wu saw that the three black-clad men actually dared charge at her, her big eyes instantly lit up, and she became excited all over.
Her Martial Soul Possession activated instantly, rabbit ears emerging from her head. Then, with a Teleportation, she appeared out of thin air beside the foremost black-clad man.
Before he could react at all, Xiao Wu kicked him beneath the chin, sending the unlucky fellow soaring into the air with both feet off the ground.
Then she moved like lightning and swiftly followed him.
With her long, slender legs capable of crushing a man to death, she unleashed a set of Lightning Eight-Fold Kicks in midair.
That was right, she had renamed Eight-Section Fall.
"First kick!"
"Second kick!"
"Get the hell out of here, Grandma!"
Immediately afterward, the forest was filled only with the black-clad man's pig-slaughtering screams and the crisp sounds of breaking bones.
The black-clad man's screams rose above even the old eunuch's wails.
When Xiao Wu activated her Martial Soul Possession, her Soul Rings naturally lit up as well.
One yellow, two purple.
Especially the final purple Soul Ring—its color was so deep it had nearly turned black, only a hair away from the ten-thousand-year level!
The sisters Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing were completely dumbfounded.
Another super freak who defied common sense?!
Had the outside world become this competitive already?
Was a thousand-year Soul Ring now standard for the second ring? Was the third ring heading straight for ten thousand years?
Zhu Zhuyun was now absolutely certain that behind this kid whose name kept changing stood an incredibly terrifying secluded expert—or perhaps he was simply a secret saint child cultivated by Spirit Hall!
She secretly glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, who was still standing there in shock, and instead felt relieved.
Once that kid finished off this disgusting old eunuch, she could flee with her people openly and honestly, then tell Dai Weisi that they had encountered a peerless prodigy from Spirit Hall.
That way, no one could blame her.
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