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330: Wuhun City BattleBoom! Boom! Boom!

Countless high-level soul guides opened fire at the same time. Thick soul guide rays fell and exploded in the dense crowd of the Holy Dragon Legion. Countless soul masters were shattered and melted in this terrifying explosion.

The originally orderly and majestic Holy Dragon Legion fell into chaos in an instant.

The worst-hit were naturally the disciples of the Elephant Armor Sect who were at the forefront of the Holy Dragon Legion and acted as meat shields. They endured at least 70% of the firepower of the first round of soul guide attacks. Huyan Li, Huyan Ba, Huyan Xi and other seven main players of the Elephant Armor Academy in the Soul Master Competition all died under the attacks of soul guides.

"ah!"

Seeing that Huyan Li and other young people of the Elephant Armor Sect were all killed in the artillery fire, Huyan Zhen's eyes widened. He looked up to the sky and roared. His seventh soul ring lit up, and he transformed into a several-meter-long diamond mammoth. He gathered all his strength and rushed forward regardless of anything.

Huyan Zhen is a Soul Douluo with a soul power of up to level 89, and is only one step away from being a Titled Douluo. The Diamond Mammoth's defense is the best among all the martial souls in the world. With the enhancement of the martial soul's true body, even a level 9 soul guide may not be able to break Huyan Zhen's defense.

"Tian Xiang Hu Yan Zhen, let me meet you!"

Yang Wudi leaped out of the crowd with the Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand. His ferocious soul power erupted like a volcano. Among the nine soul rings surrounding the Soul-Breaking Spear, the sixth soul ring flickered.

The sixth soul skill, split!

An illusory dark blue glow covered the entire Soul-Breaking Spear, which also carried with it a cold and intimidating tearing aura. All of its attacks were accompanied by a tearing effect that lasted for a quarter of an hour.

A gun stabbed out with a loud bang, and the khaki light on Huyan Zhen's body collided with the tip of the gun. There was a loud noise, and the space seemed to tremble.

After a stalemate of attacks from both sides for a moment, they exploded at the same time. The dark blue and khaki energies were clearly separated, raging in all directions.

Huyan Zhen was repelled by the energy impact, and staggered back a dozen steps before he could stabilize his body.

"Yang is invincible!"

Huyan Zhen's expression was quite ugly. The Pozhi Clan valued attacking power and were naturally the nemesis of their Xiangjia Clan.

Several decades ago, when the last seven major sects were re-elected, Yang Wudi, who was still affiliated with the Haotian Sect, had fought with him once. At that time, both of them were Soul Saints. Yang Wudi's soul power was three or four levels lower than Huyan Zhen's, but he relied on his indomitable momentum to fight him to a draw.

But now, Yang Wudi has advanced to the Titled Douluo, and Huyan Zhen feels that he is no longer his opponent.

Run!

Hu Yanzhen instantly woke up from the anger over the death of his beloved grandson and others, turned around and ran away.

"Want to run!"

Yang Wudi shouted coldly, and the last hundred thousand year soul ring lit up. The Soul-Breaking Spear exploded, and a shock wave shot out from it.

This is Yang Wudi's ninth soul skill—destruction!

The shockwave generated by the Soul-Breaking Spear has a built-in locking function, and at the same time weakens the opponent's defense by 50%. Once it hits, it is almost certain to die!

"Damn it, the eighth soul skill, Mammoth Diamond Break!"

After all, Hu Yanzhen was a powerful warrior who was only one step away from becoming a Titled Douluo. He quickly discovered the locking function of Yang Wudi's attack. It was impossible to avoid it, so he could only take it head-on.

With a roar, Hu Yanzhen's arm turned into diamond and he released a full-strength attack. The condensed power materialized into the shadow of a mammoth and rushed forward.

The two soul skills collided head-on, and the phantom of the Diamond Mammoth only caused the Soul-Breaking Spear to pause for a moment before it shattered with a loud bang.

This is no wonder. One is only the eighth soul skill of a Soul Douluo, and the other is the ninth soul skill released by a Titled Douluo based on a hundred thousand year soul ring. It is already quite good that it can block Hu Yanzhen for a moment.

Boom!

The sharp soul-breaking spear instantly pierced Hu Yanzhen's chest, but this guy's defense was also amazing. Even with Yang Wudi's current attack power, he couldn't penetrate his body. However, his heart was still seriously injured and he fell to the ground with a muffled groan.

"My fellow tribesmen, the time for revenge has come. Kill!"

After Yang Wudi stabbed Huyan Zhen to death with a single shot, he raised his arms and shouted, leading his people to charge towards the interior of the Holy Dragon Legion like a sharp arrow.

Before Qian Renxue appeared in the Nine Star Palace, Xiao Yu had a deep conversation with Yang Wudi.

At that time, Xiao Yu asked Yang Wudi, if you encounter a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form, what would you do?

If the leader of your sect was killed, what would you do?

A series of rhetorical questions made Yang Wudi silent.

Finally, Xiao Yu told Yang Wudi that the Pozhi Clan seemed to have suffered such a disaster because of the ruthlessness of the Spirit Hall, but if you put yourself in their shoes, if the Spirit Hall does not take ruthless measures to retaliate against the death of the Pope, how can it consolidate its position in the spirit master world?

Therefore, the person Yang Wudi should really take revenge on is Tang Hao and the Haotian Sect.

It was because of Tang Hao's cowardice that he caused a disaster but did not have the courage to take responsibility, and it was because the Haotian Sect was ruthless and ungrateful that they abandoned these hardworking and dedicated affiliated sects, which led to such a tragedy.

What's more, if the Temple of Worship really wanted to make things difficult for the Pozhi Clan, no matter which worshipper they picked out, he, Yang Wudi, would not be able to resist.

Under Xiao Yu's persuasion, Yang Wudi reluctantly accepted the cooperation with the Temple of Worship.

However, this does not mean that Yang Wudi will let go of those executioners who wielded the sword against their Po Yi clan. Yang Wudi clearly remembered that when the Po Yi clan broke away from the Haotian Sect, it was the vassal states of the Spirit Hall, led by the Holy Dragon Sect, that launched a crazy attack on the Po Yi clan. His younger brother Yang Wushuang was also abducted by the Quefeng Sect, one of the vassal states of the Spirit Hall.

Now that the enemies meet, they are extremely jealous of each other. Yang Wudi and his clansmen have all transformed into vengeful demons returning from hell. The dark and thick iron spears sweep across indiscriminately, constantly reaping the lives of the enemies.

Facing the murderous Yang Wudi, the only Titled Douluo of the Holy Dragon Legion, Holy Dragon Douluo Tuoba Xi was afraid to avoid him and had no courage to step forward to fight him.

He was just a Titled Douluo goalkeeper who had just broken through level 90, and Yang Wudi's strength had obviously reached level 95. He didn't want to go up and give himself a head!

"Bitch, go to hell!"

With a shrill scream, the culprit who had kidnapped Yang Wudi's brother Yang Wushuang, the leader of the Quefeng Sect, Bi Feng, was shot through the chest by Yang Wudi and died on the spot.

"Yang Wudi, don't be so arrogant, let me meet you!"

At the moment when Bi Feng died, a sharp snake spear with thunder fell from the sky. On the snake spear, there were nine soul rings, two yellow, three purple and four black.

One of the nine elders of the Spirit Hall, Snake Spear Douluo She Long arrived.

(End of this chapter)