Chapter 42 Arrival and break the clan
In the blink of an eye, the roles of hunter and prey are reversed.
As Chenfeng's strength increased, the quality of the Eight Spider Spears also gradually grew, as did the additional poison attributes.
This kind of poison originated from the Man-Faced Demon Spider. If the Eight Spider Spears were not used, even Chenfeng himself would not have a quick antidote, let alone the purple-clothed bishop.
Within a few breaths, the entire abdomen became numb, and the blood carried toxins to every corner of the limbs. The purple-clothed bishop's face turned red, and he tried to block it with his soul power, but the effect was minimal.
Gradually, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, a sense of weightlessness, and the world seemed to be spinning.
With a bang, the purple-clothed bishop of Wuhunzi Palace fell to the ground.
"My lord!"
At this moment, other soul masters who were behind in Wuhun Palace rushed over.
After seeing the purple-clothed bishop fall to the ground, everyone was shocked. Two purple-clothed bishops at the soul king level actually fell into the hands of a soul sect one after another!
The important thing is that these two purple-clothed bishops are not the kind who have just entered the Soul King. They are a fifty-ninth-level offensive soul master and a fifty-sixth-level defensive soul master.
A yellow-robed deacon squatted down and checked the purple-robed bishop's breath, "You're still breathing, but it's very weak. Send your Excellency back for treatment quickly."
After saying that, he directed the other soul masters to hurriedly lift up the purple-clothed bishop and prepare to evacuate from Qixing Mountain.
Another deacon in yellow carefully inspected the situation at the scene and said: "The two bishops are dead and the other is injured. The evil barrier of the Qibao Glazed Sect is also not feeling well. I just saw it. Your soul skill should have hit him. He must have escaped with difficulty and did not dare to look back to pursue him.”
"Of course, we'd better be careful on our way. Our two soul sects will fight in person!"
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Two deacons in yellow walked one behind the other at both ends of the team, keeping a safe distance to avoid accidents and being able to rush to help at any time.
Now they are the strongest among this group of Spirit Masters from the Spirit Hall, and they must shoulder the responsibility of defending against the enemy.
On the stretcher, the purple-clothed bishop's face had turned black, and he was about to die as he saw that the toxin was attacking his heart.
But at this moment, a figure quietly approached them.
"Who!"
The deacon in yellow at the end heard a faint movement, immediately lit up his soul ring, turned around and shouted.
However, there was silence all around, except for the heavy breathing of the soul masters of Wuhun Palace.
The yellow-robed deacon swallowed, and after making sure no one was there, he turned his head back in fear.
Almost at the moment he turned his head, he felt a chill on his neck.
He reached out and touched it, only to see that his palm was covered in blood.
Immediately afterwards, his neck seemed to be neatly sliced open with a sharp instrument, a slanted cut appeared, and his head slowly fell off...
"Bang!"
The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard.
All the soul masters in the Wuhun Hall turned around and broke out in a burst of white hair sweat.
With a whoop, no one cared about the dying purple bishop anymore. He threw the stretcher and the person on the ground, and they all ran away...
In an instant, the silence returned to the place not long ago.
Chenfeng walked over with the Seven Kills Sword in his hand. There was blood everywhere on his body, and there were many big holes in his clothes. The severed Eight Spider Spears looked even more ferocious.
The purple-clothed bishop was lying on the ground unable to move. His pupils reflected Chen Feng's appearance, and he watched as the opponent cut off his right leg and peeled off the soul bone.
"Poof!"
Before leaving, Chen Feng killed him with a casual slash, and the Soul King, who was proud of his defense power, completely ended his life. Then, Chenfeng's body suddenly flashed five identical shadows and went deep into the jungle...
An hour later.
By a small river at the exit of Qixing Mountain.
Chenfeng washed off all the blood on his body and changed his clothes.
The powerful physique transformed by the fairy grass had already caused scabs to form on the wounds, but after all, Chen Feng had withstood a full blow from a Soul King, and his aura seemed very disordered, and his internal organs were injured.
There was a sound of footsteps, and Yu Tianlong's figure appeared. His burly body was stained with traces of blood, and he was holding four human heads in his hand, all of which were twisted off from the enemy.
Chenfeng said unexpectedly: "You didn't leave?"
Yu Tianlong shook his head and said: "Of course, I am your companion. How can I abandon you in danger."
As he spoke, he threw the four heads on the ground and said, "I have been following that group of soul masters. Don't worry, none of them ran away."
Chenfeng smiled. This teammate did not let him waste his efforts. His work style was very compatible!
Yu Tianlong reminded: "It's just that we have to be careful about Wuhun Palace's revenge. They sent out so many people, but the whole army was wiped out. This account will definitely be charged to us."
Chenfeng shrugged indifferently. Wuhundian is an enemy, not a friend. It is only a matter of time before the relationship becomes rigid. Why should you care so much? Just be more cautious next time.
After washing up, the two of them continued to the Broken Clan.
One day later, in a remote city in the Star Luo Empire, Chen Feng finally found this declining clan.
This place is located in the corner of the city, with a large blue brick courtyard, closed doors, and not even a plaque. It is very inconspicuous.
If Chenfeng hadn't known the coordinates and there was a smell of medicine wafting out of the courtyard, he would have thought he had found the wrong place.
"唔唔唔......"
Chen Feng gently knocked on the closed courtyard door.
The door opened slightly, and a young man glanced outside and said, "Are you looking for medicine? Go to Jishi Hall, this is the back door."
With that said, he was about to close the door.
"This little brother, please wait a moment. I'm not here to ask for medicine, but specifically to visit Senior Yang Wudi of the Po Clan." Chenfeng blocked the door with his hand and said gently.
A hint of vigilance suddenly flashed in the young man's eyes, "What a broken clan, you are looking in the wrong place."
Chenfeng smiled slightly and said: "Don't be nervous, please help me send a message to Senior Yang Wudi, saying that Immortal Youxiang Qiluo is here to visit."
The young man thought for a while and finally said: "You wait."
With a bang, the door closed again.
Jade Tianlong couldn't help but ask: "Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product, what does it mean?"
Chenfeng explained: "It is the name of a flower, which can restrain all toxins in the world."
“Is there such a magical plant?”
Chenfeng nodded and said: "Of course, just wait and see. It won't be long before Yang Wudi will go out to pick us up in person."
After the Haotian Sect returned to seclusion, the Po Zhi clan was the affiliated clan that suffered the most severe revenge from the Wuhun Palace. It was precisely because of this that Yang Wu was the most hostile to the Haotian Sect, and even regarded the Haotian Sect as his enemy.
The reason why Tang San conquered Yang Wudi back then was not only because he was good enough, but what really made Yang Wudi let go of his grudge was because of the Youxiang Qiluo Immortal.
There is already a standard answer for conquering the Po clan, and now Chen Feng just copied the answer again. Moreover, Chen Feng's purpose is simpler. It is just to make friends with the Po clan, not to conquer it. Yang Wudi did not refuse at all. reasons.
(End of chapter)