Wang Xiaoming transformed into a blur, heading straight for the Fallen Soul Saint in front of him!
" First Soul Skill, Charge Slash!"
The magenta light magnified on the sword's edge, enveloping the blade.
Qian Renxue coldly raised her hand from behind, unleashing the full power of her Angel Domain.
The holy light, like a purifying fire, pressed down on the Fallen Soul Saint.
She doesn't need to lift a finger now; she just needs to deploy her domain from behind and slowly poison this Fallen Soul Saint to death.
Once she dissipates, the Angel Domain that restrains Fallen Soul Master will also disappear.
At this moment, the Fallen Soul Saint was greatly surprised.
His Soul Power was suppressed by the Angel Domain to the point that he could only exert 80% of his strength, and it was still dissipating.
He tried to condense his Soul Skill, but as soon as the blood-red light condensed, it was chipped away by the golden light, leaving him with at most 70% of the power he could unleash.
"What the hell is this thing?!" he roared.
But now no one will answer him.
Wang Xiaoming rushed in front of the Soul Saint and slashed down with his sword.
On the sword's edge, crimson light and golden holy light intertwined.
The protective Soul Power emanating from the Soul Saint was instantly dissolved upon encountering this force.
The Fallen Soul Saint hastily defended himself, condensing a thick, blood-red mist in his hand.
" Second Soul Skill, Blood Demon Body Protection!"
The blood mist condensed into a shield, hastily blocking Wang Xiaoming's sword strike.
That blood shield can dissolve attacks and counterattack.
Unfortunately, he encountered the power of angels and Knight who could dissolve all evil!
The blood shield only lasted a few seconds.
The next moment, the blood mist exploded, and the Fallen Soul Saint was blasted back several steps, forced back to the ground by the pressure.
The powerful impact caused the ground beneath his feet to crack instantly.
"Weren't you just putting on a good show?"
Wang Xiaoming pursued him to the ground, pressing him relentlessly with each step, his sword strikes fierce and menacing.
Each strike was aimed directly at the Fallen Soul Saint's vital points.
As he slashed, Wang Xiaoming taunted, "Your Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skill doesn't seem to be able to withstand even my 100-year Soul Skill."
"Kid, don't get too cocky!"
" Fifth Soul Skill, Blood Demon Transformation! Third Soul Skill, Blood Demon Flying Assault!"
The Fallen Soul Saint roared, his power erupting instantly, making him significantly stronger than before.
The Third Soul Skill erupted once more, Blood Demon Flying Assault transformed into several ghostly shadows.
But the puppet Qian Renxue behind her merely raised her eyes coldly; she had been watching the Fallen Soul Saint's every move.
" Angel Assault."
A cold voice came from her mouth.
With a wave of his hand, the Angel Domain pressed down, and an Angel Phantom was struck out from the fist wind of the puppet Qian Renxue. The ghostly shadow released by the Fallen Soul Saint immediately wailed and dissipated by more than half.
The remaining impacts struck Wang Xiaoming, sending sparks flying from his armor.
Wang Xiaoming was forced back a distance by the attack.
Looking at the shocking corrosion marks on the armor, he reached out and wiped them.
The Soul Saint truly lives up to his Soul Saint.
His armor protection isn't very good.
I wish it could turn into Royal Straight Flush.
Unfortunately, he hasn't found his own way of evolving yet.
It's unclear whether unlocking it requires obtaining Soul Ring or reclaiming the power.
After Wang Xiaoming was driven back, the puppet Qian Renxue, wielding the Holy Sword, rushed forward and slashed at the Fallen Soul Saint.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wang Xiaoming joined forces with the puppet Qian Renxue, their swords flashing in a dense, impenetrable display.
The Fallen Soul Saint parried the attacks while his heart pounded with fear.
He began to regret agreeing to that guy's plan.
He regretted acting so quickly.
He could have waited until Wang Xiaoming left before making his move, but he chose to jump out prematurely.
Now, let alone catching Hu Liena, even their own escape is in question.
Unfortunately... there's no going back in life, so he could only grit his teeth and persevere.
The more he fought, the more desperate he became.
Wang Xiaoming has the amplification from the Angel Domain, the amplification from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and the burst of Transcendent Limit Release.
And this expressionless angel... These two guys, every single one of their sword strikes deals damage far beyond what one would expect from Soul Elder.
The blood mist of the Fallen Soul Saint was constantly being purified and suppressed by the holy light, and even his Soul Power was being lost faster and faster.
He could feel that the power he had activated within his body was about to be suppressed back.
It's practically their natural enemy.
The Fallen Soul Saint's eyes hardened, and he stopped fighting Wang Xiaoming and Qian Renxue head-on.
He suddenly waved his hand, unleashing a burst of Soul Power that forced the two back.
He turned around swiftly and pounced on Hu Liena.
If we capture the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, today's mission will be complete!
As he ran, he unleashed his Second Soul Skill.
" The Second Soul Skill, Blood Demon Sound."
Hu Liena had just killed a Fallen Soul Master when she saw the Soul Saint flying towards her. Her pupils contracted and her body stiffened involuntarily.
On one hand, the Soul Saint's Soul Skill affected her Soul Power.
On the other hand, she felt a momentary instinctive fear when faced with the attack of a Soul Saint.
Under double pressure, she even forgot how to escape.
" Nana, watch out!"
Yan roared and stepped forward to block, but was sent flying by a single palm strike from the Fallen Soul Saint.
The Fallen Soul Saint's face was filled with the joy of completing his mission!
Just as the bloody hand was about to touch Hu Liena, Wang Xiaoming's cold voice rang out from behind the Fallen Soul Saint.
"Trying to arrest someone? Did you ask me first?"
What?!
The Fallen Soul Saint gritted his teeth, without even turning around, and charged towards Hu Liena with all his might.
At this moment, Wang Xiaoming stood between the Fallen Soul Saint and Hu Liena.
He pushed Hu Liena aside and coldly stared at the Fallen Soul Saint, who was laughing maniacally.
He has already switched his armor to Kabuto King.
And it activated Clock Up.
The whole world was slowed down infinitely.
Wang Xiaoming took the Holy Sword from the puppet Qian Renxue's hand and pointed it at the Fallen Soul Saint's chest.
Her eyes were full of mockery as she waited for him to run into her.
The next moment, time resumed its flow.
The Fallen Soul Saint's expression changed from ecstatic joy to terror.
He sensed the approaching danger, but there was no time to escape!
Pfft!
The Holy Sword pierced his chest in an instant, twisting the face of this Fallen Soul Saint into a grimace.
"You..."
He looked at Wang Xiaoming with resentment.
Who is this guy?!
The next moment, Wang Xiaoming transformed back into the Decade Armor.
After being refitted, all the wounds on the armor were healed.
"Sorry, this sword strike will hurt a little, please bear with it."
Having said that, Wang Xiaoming gripped the Holy Sword and slashed forcefully to the side!
The left half of the Soul Saint's body instantly split open, and it screamed as it ran to the side.
But Wang Xiaoming was somewhat disappointed.
Surprisingly, the sword strike didn't kill him outright.
That Soul Saint's body is rather strange.
"Die... die... die!!!"
After being injured, the Fallen Soul Saint's eyes revealed a fierce glint, and the crimson color grew even brighter.
That blow nearly killed him.
This guy has to die today!
" Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!!"
The Fallen Soul Saint roared, and his body began to swell, transforming into an ugly bat with a humanoid form.