Chapter 173 Successful Escape
At the exit of the Soul Beast Forest, the pursuers from the Wuhun Palace arrived. The eight people dispersed and blocked the door, preparing to catch turtles in their dreams.
The three men in purple clothes were impatient, stepped through the exit, and strode inside, eager to make great achievements.
Feng Baichen's eyes narrowed and he stopped walking. There was a dangerous aura.
In the depths of the forest, a cold soul power exudes, and it is bone-chilling, as if there is a murderer inside, crawling on his prey.
“Come back!” Feng Bailong shouted loudly, wanting to call the three people back.
The usual caution reminded him that the people inside were definitely not simple and could be dangerous. The number of people who dared to take that rabbit would definitely not be small, and they could not be young people.
The three people walked into the Soul Beast Forest with contemptuous smiles. Their figures had long since disappeared, and no shouts were heard.
“Sect Master, do we want to go in?” a disciple of Fengjian Sect asked.
The four of them also have sword-type martial souls, at the Soul Emperor level, holding blood-red long swords, which are somewhat different from Feng Baichen’s martial soul.
"Ah!"
Before Feng Bailong could speak, there was movement in the forest, and a shrill scream came out, which was so painful that it resounded through the sky.
“Oh no, Master, something happened to them!” the disciples of Fengjian Sect shouted, looking panicked.
Obviously, the screams just now were made by three purple-clothed bishops, and they were probably killed.
Feng Bailong looked ugly. Those three people were the deacons of Wuhun Palace. Although their status was not high, if something happened under his hands, he would not be able to explain to his superiors.
“These idiots!” He cursed, and had no choice but to rush in with four disciples, heading straight into the depths of the forest.
The five people ran inward, and the exit door was open and unguarded.
At this moment, a black shadow flashed across the dark night sky, flew over the city wall, and soared into the distance.
On the other side, in the dark forest
Chen Xuan waved the Kusanagi sword, and with a bang, the last corpse fell to the ground, the corpse was separated, and the blood stained the soil. The three purple-clothed bishops will forever know this place.
The three of them died just as quickly as they came. The dignified sixty-level soul emperor died forever without making any resistance.
Chen Xuan panted heavily, shaking his body slightly, looking exhausted.
"Sure enough, this ability is too expensive for multiple people to use." He wiped the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes. The kaleidoscope in his left eye had been closed. The side effects were too great and he could not use it in a short time.
Chen Xuan took out an elixir and quickly drank it. The consumed soul power and physical strength were slowly restored.
Just now, he buried a kunai in the soil and deliberately made a noise to lure the three purple-clothed bishops over.
The three of them were extremely confident and without any precautions, they consciously walked into a trap.
Chen Xuan decisively activated the Flying Thunder God Technique, teleported into the crowd, and used the pupil technique of Kaleidoscope's left eye - time prohibition. At that close range, even the Soul Saint could not escape, let alone Three low-level soul emperors.
The ending is that part of the pupil power was consumed to control the three purple bishops and achieve an instant kill.
Chen Xuan rubbed his eyes gently, and the vision of his left eye dropped again, and his vision was a little blurry, just like ordinary people's mild myopia.
The two pupil techniques of his Mangekyō Sharingan are actually more focused on single-target attacks. When there are many people, the consumption of pupil power increases, and the burden on him naturally increases.
If you just use the pupil technique on a soul emperor, it will be very easy and not as tiring as now.
"It came so fast." Chen Xuan smacked his lips, sensing that five people were approaching.
His physical strength and soul power have not yet fully recovered, but it is enough. He has never thought about defeating that Contra.
"Xiao Wu should have escaped." Chen Xuan muttered, he opened his perception ability, and the auras of Xiao Wu and Big Bird were fading away and gradually disappearing.
Fifty meters away, Feng Baichen and four sect disciples were approaching and found traces of Chen Xuan.
"Sect Master, the rabbit seems to have escaped." One of them said eagerly.
A few of them searched around the area, exploring various hidden places, but there was no sign of the hundred thousand-year-old Silky Bone Rabbit.
And, except for the young man in front, there was no one else within a few hundred meters.
Feng Bailong's face was calm and calm, showing no emotion, as if he knew it in advance.
He spoke calmly and said: "The news has spread. Lordiala should take action. What's the use of that rabbit passing the level? There are countless people waiting for her to fall into the trap. ”
The four of them nodded confusedly, not daring to confirm. It seemed that Master Feng had done it deliberately to let the rabbit escape.
"Take off that kid's head first, so that we can report to the Pope." Feng Bailong said in a deep voice, holding a green long sword and pointing it at the young man fifty meters away.
Seeing that his whereabouts were exposed, Chen Xuan simply stopped hiding and walked out from behind the boulder, facing the five powerful people.
"Boy, who are you? You dare to interfere in the affairs of our Wuhun Palace. Do you want to live?" A Fengjian Sect disciple said with a gloomy face, summoning the Wuhun while approaching. The rest of the people looked puzzled and very puzzled. The person who could have taken away the rabbit was at least a strong man with ninety-level soul power. How could the young man in front of him who was in the soul king realm be a titled Douluo?
They were the first group of people to be dispatched. They did not know that Chen Xuan was also wanted, and even had a higher priority than Xiao Wu.
"The humidity is good."
Chen Xuan looked away. There was not a lot of water molecules in the air. He looked at the person who came and said while making seals: "It's just the Wuhun Palace, don't talk about you. Even if the Pope comes in person, I will still intervene.”
The expressions of the disciples of Fengjian Sect suddenly turned cold. How powerful Wuhun Palace is, both Tiandou and Xingluo pale in front of it. It is too arrogant to speak arrogantly and not take Wuhun Palace seriously.
“Boy, do you know what you are doing?” The disciple of Fengjian Sect looked gloomy.
"Stop talking nonsense and fight if you want."
Faced with four Soul Emperors and a powerful Soul Douluo alone, Chen Xuan was still not afraid, holding a lapis lazuli spear and facing them calmly.
Before rescuing Xiao Wu, he had prepared for the worst and was mentally prepared. There was nothing to be afraid of.
Feng Bailong was dumbfounded and couldn't help but admire this young man a little more. In the realm of the Soul King, in front of his Soul Douluo, he could still dominate without fear, which was really rare.
With some appreciation in his eyes, he said: "He has a good temperament, but his strength is a little weak."
"Sect Master, there is no need to waste time, just let me take down this kid. The head of the disciple of Fengjian Sect was cold and murderous.
The next moment, a black soul ring lit up under his feet, his aura surged, the ground melted, and became as scarlet as blood, giving birth to a long red sword, which he held in his hand.
"Boy, if you dare to go against Wuhun Palace, go down and repent and die!"
Brush!
The disciple of Fengjian Sect turned into a black shadow and approached at an extremely fast speed. The long sword in his hand burst out with blood and murderous aura, and stabbed Chen Xuan between the eyebrows.
"Kill me, you are not qualified enough." Chen Xuan snorted coldly. When the last seal fell, there was a chirp, and lightning crackled from the spear.
“Rampant!” the disciple of Fengjian Sect shouted, the blood energy in his body surged to the peak, and the air almost trembled.
Clang!
In the dark forest, the electric light was strong, the blood was lingering, and the sonorous sound was heard, illuminating the old trees.
Chen Xuan completed the seal with one hand, then jumped into the air with the remaining strength of the opponent's attack.
"Fire Escape, the art of powerful fireball!"
With a roar, a heat wave rolled in, and a fireball with a diameter of seven or eight meters appeared, shooting downwards with blazing high temperature.
“Strangle with sword array!” the disciples of Fengjian Sect shouted, their soul power exploded, and they waved their bloody swords.
A large piece of sword energy intertwined out, and the bloody light was cold and sharp, directly splitting the blazing fireball, and then being extinguished by countless sword energy.
"Is this your soul skill? Nothing more than that!" The disciple of Fengjian Sect sneered, with a disdainful smile on his lips.
The fireball was seven or eight meters long, with blazing flames. It looked very scary, but in fact it was just the sound of thunder and small raindrops, making it vulnerable to a single blow.
Chen Xuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.
"It's over, kid. This is the last chance. Leave your name behind. I won't kill the unknown person." The disciple of Fengjian Sect was calm and confident of victory.
However, he did not notice that there was a strange stone lying under his feet, with a line of small words written on it.
"It is indeed over." Chen Xuan smiled and then waved the lapis lazuli spear.
Brush!
In an instant, his figure suddenly disappeared without a trace, even his breath was wiped out, as if he had evaporated from the world.
In the distance, Feng Bailong saw this scene, his face changed drastically, all his Contra-level soul power exploded, and he rushed out quickly.
"Junior, stop it!" he shouted, sprinting at top speed.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
The disciple of Fengjian Sect was still wondering why the sect leader was so impatient, but the next moment he was no longer confused. The young man who disappeared unexpectedly appeared.
When the yellow flash came on, Chen Xuan returned to reality, and without any hesitation, he directly fired the shot.
The disciples of Fengjian Sect have advanced cultivation, but at such a close range, they launch an attack suddenly, and no one can react.
Poof!
No miracle happened. A gun was swung out and penetrated his throat. Blood spattered. Because the gun head was too big, his neck was almost cut off. Only the skin and flesh were connected, bloody and gone. Survival is possible.
The disciple of Fengjian Sect coughed up blood, his eyes filled with unwillingness and incomprehension. He was really aggrieved and unwilling. How could he die like this.
(End of this chapter)