Yu Yao and Shuofeng wore exceedingly grave expressions after being driven back.
"Damn it! How can this brat be so strong?" Shuofeng said through gritted teeth.
"The fighting over there isn't going well either. At this rate, we're bound to lose, and none of us will escape Her Majesty's punishment," Yu Yao said, glancing toward the Golden Generation's battle.
"We can only fight with everything we have!" Yu Yao and Shuofeng exchanged a glance, both making their final resolve.
"Sixth soul skill: Demon God Spear!"
"Sixth soul skill: Evil Tiger Heaven-Rending Strike!"
Sinister, savage auras surged around Yu Yao and Shuofeng, and the black demonic spear in Yu Yao's hand blazed with power. Shuofeng directly took on the characteristics of his martial soul, his arms transforming into thick tiger claws.
After fighting both of them for so long, Tang Xuan still wasn't sure exactly which deities' divine positions they were inheriting, but they seemed to be evil deities like Bibi Dong's Rakshasa God. Facing their all-out attacks, Tang Xuan stood sword in hand without the slightest fear. When their attacks drew close, he slashed. His seemingly effortless stroke embodied the state of Man and Sword as One. Yu Yao and Shuofeng were gravely wounded by that single slash, coughing up blood as they flew straight out of the arena. Had this not been Spirit Hall, Tang Xuan would have truly wanted to eliminate them both to prevent future trouble. Some power within their bodies had blocked part of his slash just now; otherwise, their injuries would have been even worse, leaving them half-crippled without timely treatment.
Spirit Hall's people hurried forward to carry them away for treatment. Tang Xuan had defeated two Soul Emperors' all-out attacks with a single slash, drawing astonished cries from all around.
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