Su Chen flashed forward in an instant and loosed an arrow at point-blank range.
With that extreme boost behind it, Nan Long had no hope of dodging. A streak of golden-red light swelled rapidly in his eyes.
"Fourth Soul Skill: Copper Skin and Iron Bones!"
If he could not dodge, Nan Long would take the arrow head-on. His Martial Soul was the Ironclad Dragon, after all, and its defense ranked among the strongest on the continent.
But the moment he tried, he died!
With a sharp bang, Nan Long's head exploded. There was no grisly spray of brains; the Golden Crow True Flame burned his entire brain away in an instant.
"Why? Why did you have to force me to act?"
After killing Nan Long with one arrow, Su Chen drew his bow again and shot Nan Tianxing, Nan Long's son, dead as well.
Leave the roots when cutting down weeds, and the spring wind would bring them back.
Su Chen then turned to the other elders of the Dragon Gate. "Nan Tianxing harassed my women, and his father helped him do evil. Killing the two of them today was only right."
"I don't want to take more lives than I have to. Those who want to leave can go; I won't stop you. But if you stay to avenge them, I won't mind pulling the weeds up by the roots."
Nan Long had been a Soul Douluo, yet he had died at the hands of a Soul King. When the Dragon Gate elders saw Su Chen looking their way, even their calves trembled.
What revenge could they possibly take?
Staying alive came first!
The Dragon Gate's elders and disciples fled in panic, wishing they could grow another pair of legs.
With its leader dead, the Dragon Gate that had