The blade's edge and the palm print collided, causing the space to tremble and explode. The aftershocks rippled outwards, and a terrifying gust of wind swept over. When everyone came to their senses, they found that the silver-clad man had been grabbed by the neck by Jun Yi, his life hanging by a thread. No one else dared to make a move.
At this moment, the silver-clad man in the lead finally realized that the young man before him possessed unfathomable strength, and that he had no power to resist him at all.
"This is Spirit City, do you dare to kill me?"
Do you really think I'm afraid of the Spirit Hall?
Jun Yi sneered, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased. With a crack, the sound of bones breaking rang out, and the silver-clad man's eyes widened in anger before his body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.
"Run!" The remaining dozen or so members of the Spirit Hall and those who had just been knocked to the ground by Jun Yi changed their expressions drastically and turned to flee.
"Hmph! Since you've already started killing, then don't bother leaving while the fight continues."
Jun Yi's figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already above their heads, his right fist slamming into the chest of a Soul Ancestor.
With a loud bang, the Soul Ancestor was blasted from mid-air by Jun Yi and crashed to the ground, instantly dying.
At the same time, Jun Yi's figure disappeared again, appearing in front of another person.
Thud...
Another dull thud followed, then a heart-wrenching scream. Jun Yi had broken his left leg with a single stomp.
"Ah... please, let me go! We were wrong."
"Wrong? Heh."
Jun Yi gave a cold laugh, "Since you're wrong, let's change the punishment. Watch closely."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Yi's right hand suddenly stretched out, his five fingers forming a claw, and instantly pierced the other person's throat.
Pfft!
Blood splattered.
Jun Yi was too fast; in just a few seconds, both Soul Master level experts perished.
Those around who witnessed this scene couldn't help but take several steps back, their expressions filled with horror as they looked at Jun Yi.
Those who had previously intended to attack Jun Yi were so frightened that they scrambled away from Jun Yi, as if they wanted to avoid him at all costs.
They never imagined that this guy would be so ruthless; he was practically a demon!
Jun Yi slowly scanned his surroundings and said calmly, "Is there anyone else who wants revenge against me?"
Upon hearing Jun Yi's icy words, everyone trembled, shaking their heads and waving their hands as they retreated, begging for mercy. Some of the more timid ones even knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for forgiveness.
"Hehe."
Seeing this, Jun Yi sneered dismissively. Just then, Jun Yi sensed a powerful Soul Power. He turned around and saw a man wearing golden armor with six giant Angel wings on his back hovering in mid-air. "You dare to slaughter civilians in my Spirit City, you deserve to be executed."
Jun Yi turned around and looked at the seemingly respectable-looking Pope Qian Xunji of the Spirit Hall in the sky. He was curious about how he had suddenly appeared there, but Jun Yi didn't think much of it. He just sneered and said, "What? Don't these people deserve to die? They tried to kill me, but I killed them instead. Is there a problem with that?"
"Hmph, you have gone mad. I will judge your sins on behalf of the Angel God."
In the sky, Qian Xunji summoned his Martial Soul, Six-Winged Angel, a golden sword held in his hand, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.
"Destroy."
The Six-Winged Angel's six feathers shimmered with dazzling golden light, radiating rings of brilliant energy waves, as it pounced towards Jun Yi.
Seeing this, Jun Yi narrowed his eyes, a dangerous chill emanating from them.
"Then I'll experience the power of the Spirit Hall Pope for myself!"
With a wave of his hand, Jun Yi's arm condensed into a cloud of ice that surged towards the Six-Winged Angel. Immediately afterward, he released his Three Types of Haki simultaneously, raising his momentum to its peak.
Boom...
A violent explosion rang out, and the entire world seemed to tremble.
"Uh-huh..."
The Six-Winged Angel was actually suppressed by the chilling aura; its originally brilliant six-colored radiance dimmed considerably, but it still swooped down towards Jun Yi.
"He does have some skill after all," Qian Xunji commented calmly to Jun Yi.
"But I will not let you leave today." Qian Xunji's Ninth Soul Ring lit up, and he prepared to kill the boy in front of him with lightning speed to defend the dignity of the Spirit Hall.
" Ninth Soul Skill, Angel's Glory "
Qian Xunji clasped his hands together in front of his chest in a prayer gesture, then his whole body radiated golden light, and at the same time a golden holy sword condensed in front of the prayer gesture, slashing towards Jun Yi.
The golden holy sword shone with dazzling golden light, exuding an imposing aura. Wherever it passed, the air crackled and popped due to the intense friction, causing everyone to hold their breath.
Jun Yi snorted coldly, clenched his right fist, and then swung it violently.
boom...
In an instant, extreme cold enveloped the entire land, and the snowflakes falling from the sky stopped falling, replaced by endless hail.
"Crack, crack..."
As Ice Ball fell to the ground with crisp sounds, the golden holy sword seemed to encounter some kind of Ice Ball and slowly came to a stop.
A faint smile played on Jun Yi's lips. He transformed into a beam of light and instantly appeared on Qian Xunji's back, countless golden rays condensing in Jun Yi's hands.
"Oh dear, how terrifying! Well then, I have no choice but to use this move: Yasakani no Magatama."
Instantly, countless golden orbs shot out from Jun Yi's hand. There were tens of thousands of these orbs, covering the sky and heading straight for Qian Xunji's back.
"Stop them!"
With Qian Xunji unleashed his golden holy sword, instantly obliterating countless orbs of light. Meanwhile, his wings flapped wildly, blasting away a massive amount of hailstones.
"Hey, have you ever been kicked by light?"
A dazzling golden light condensed on Jun Yi's feet, and he transformed into a streak of light, arriving in front of Qian Xunji in an instant, and kicking him out.
"Ara la la!"
Qian Xunji guard, Jun Yi, and his whole body flew out like a cannonball, crashing into the walls on both sides of the street with a loud bang, leaving a deep crater.
"Hiss~~"
Everyone gasped in astonishment. What were they just witnessing? The supreme Pope of the Spirit Hall had been kicked to the ground by a mere youth?
"Cough cough, you bastard!" Qian Xunji roared angrily. He suddenly flew back into the sky from the ground, raised his hand, his Eighth Soul Ring lit up, and golden flames burned in his palm as he slammed it down towards Jun Yi, " Angel's Holy Flame!"
(End of this chapter)