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Ma Zhibin glanced sideways at Xue Hongtao, a familiar smile carrying a hint of wild provocation on his lips, and called out, "Big Hong, what are you yelling for? Come on, let's have a little contest and see who clears out these pesky small fry faster!"
Before his words had faded, without even giving the other man time to react, the soul power around him erupted. Like an eagle diving upon its prey, he plunged toward the battlefield below, trailing a ferocious torrent of air!
At the same time, his Sixth Soul Ring suddenly blazed, its deep radiance piercing the surrounding space.
"Sixth Soul Skill-Demonflame Soul-Burning Formation!"
In an instant, twenty or thirty balls of demonflame materialized around him, glowing a deep, spectral blue and resembling ghostly will-o'-the-wisps. They burned silently, radiating a chilling heat that made even the soul sting.
Ma Zhibin precisely locked onto two Black Nether Guard Soul Saints below, who were fiercely battling several members of the Flying God Guard.
With a sweep of his hand, the spectral-blue demonflames abruptly accelerated. Accompanied by eerie shrieks that devoured soul power, they split into two precisely directed torrents of blue fire and shot toward their targets!
Fast! Far too fast!
One of the Soul Saints was using the dark chains coiled around his body to withstand the powerful slashes of two knights. He had just driven one of them back when he suddenly felt a chill rise from the depths of his soul and envelop him.
He turned his head in horror, only to see a deep spectral blue rapidly expanding in his pupils!
"Aaargh!"
Before he could even activate his soul rings, more than a dozen lethal demonflame fireballs followed him like his own shadow and abruptly engulfed him.
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