Chapter 58: No time to get hurt
After the Haotian Sect left, another Potian Sect came; it seemed that this Potian Sect was more troublesome than the Haotian Sect.
It is undeniable that the Potian Sect's weakening of Wuhun Palace can be seen.
After all, Wuhun Palace has been targeting him since his predecessor; it was only a matter of time before he took action against the Jia Sect.
Watching the fire from the other side is a very interesting thing. As long as the fire does not burn your head, it doesn't matter.
Halfway down the road, 80% of Yang Yun Po's Po Clan's soul masters were lowered to the ground. These people were the main force responsible for spreading the forces and strangulating them.
With Yang Yun in the Fengjian Sect, the rest are just icing on the cake at best.
Of course, Yang Poqiu and Yang Poshi are on Yang Yun's side; they may have a better chance of getting the soul bones than Yang Poxue and Yang Poao, who are targeting other forces.
PoTian Sect's actions were without any warning or warning; everyone thought that PoTian Sect was busy building a new sect building.
No time for other matters.
But Yang Yun just doesn't play according to the routine.
In such a short period of three days, we did not consider supplies, let alone long-term operations.
Just like that, he used an eighth soul skill to transport all the elites of the sect out of Xingluo City where Potian Sect was located.
The speed of Jian Yutang's advance troops and the speed of message transmission are beyond the ability of those forces to react.
Wind Sword Sect.
When Yang Yun stopped, the Flame Spear Chongli condensed by the Divine Spear Shang fell from the sky like a divine punishment.
One after another figures descended from the sky on martial arts spirits.
Jianyutang's sharp-tailed swift provides information in the air, Cungodang provides help with defensive soul skills, and the Poichi clan is responsible for fighting to defeat the enemy.
This rather primitive trio quickly formed a tacit understanding.
All members of the Fengjian Sect reacted quickly. At that time, many senior soul masters showed their spirits and shouted angrily, rushing out to kill these intruders.
Shocked.
But he was stopped by a soul master who was also a Soul Saint and a Soul Douluo.
Feng Sword Sect Feng Bailong Yujian flew up, and his expression darkened when he saw Yang Yun.
"It's you, the leader of Potian Sect; how dare the founding sect take action against me, Fengjian Sect?"
Yang Yun looked at Feng Bailong with contempt and sneered: "Who do you think you are? Thing, if it weren’t for your special martial spirit, you wouldn’t even be qualified to look at me on an equal footing.”
"You little Soul Douluo, you dare to bark in front of me."
Just when Yang Yun was about to kill him directly, the Feng Bailong in front of him suddenly disappeared into nothing; followed by a sound The violent shouting spread throughout Fengjian Sect.
"The whole sect obeyed the order and formed the wind and thunder sword formation."
"The eighth soul skill - Gravity Spear·50 times gravity."
Yang Yun has one The spear flew into the center of Fengjian Sect. At this moment, all the surrounding houses collapsed instantly; the billowing smoke fell to the ground before it could rise.
In an instant, the Fengjian Sect was in ruins. The members of the Fengjian Sect who originally wanted to fly with their swords were pressed to the ground by the gravity and could not move.
The weak ones were crushed to death on the spot without making a sound.
But there are still some Soul Saints and Soul Douluo who are staring at fifty times gravity flying up from under the ruins; the total number is less than ten people.
There were also some whose throats were blocked by the soul-breaking gun when the gravity gun came into play.
“Damn it, how dare you destroy the century-old foundation of my Fengjian Sect?” Feng Bailong looked at Yang Yun with teeth cracking, as if he wanted to eat him alive.
Yang Yun was unmoved at all, and his eyes moved towards Feng Bailong, who had gathered more than a dozen people from the sect; the voice wrapped in soul power spread: "Feng Sword Sect Feng Bailong, half a year ago, intended to attack and kill me. The great elder of Tianzong, Yang Wudi, has come here to seek revenge because of the solid evidence."
"Anyone who interferes will be deemed as fighting to the end with our Po Tianzong and shall be executed."
"Ninth. The soul skill - Demonic Whale Soul-Breaking Ax. The hundred thousand year soul ring lit up, Feng Bailong did not dare to neglect at all; he condensed all his soul power into a wind and thunder giant sword.
Collided with Yang Yun's red ax blade.
"Boom"
The violent explosion made Feng Bailong look happy: "Blocked?"
"Whoosh"
The sharp red ax blade knocked Feng Bailong The body is divided into two.
"The Ninth Soul Skill - Demonic Tooth Slash"
The red ax blade shattered into countless red blades, and the red blades were wrapped in donated blood and turned red.
Yang Yun waved his hand and looked at Yang Poshi and Yang Poqiu below: "I'm sorry to be too harsh. It seems that your soul bones are temporarily ruined; but there will be more later, so save them first. "
"Everyone, clean up the battlefield; search it for me. Don't leave a copper soul coin. If the eggs are not broken, you can't take them back and beat them in place. The hot water will soak through the ant nests." "The earthworms had to be split in half."
"There are no casualties, right?"
After summing up, Yang Poqiu twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Sect Master, we didn't have time to get hurt; the enemy was all dead." Dead.”
More than half of them were directly crushed to death by Yang Yun's gravity gun.
After all, most of them are personnel who are not strong enough. Only a few soul masters can reach level 40 or above.
What’s more, even at the age of thirty, one cannot cultivate to the level of Soul Master; let alone the Soul Sect.
Not long after, the people from Jianyu Hall dropped hundreds of corpses from the air and piled them on the square of Fengjian Sect.
Bai Jing fell from the sky and saluted in front of Yang Yun and said: "Sect Master, Jian Yutang is waiting at the major exits of the Feng Jian Sect's secret passage; all the remnants are here, and there are several small teams who are sent out openly and secretly. Circled around.”
"The sentry will exist for more than two months to ensure that no fish escapes."
Yang Yun opened the attached soul bone to check the entire Fengjian Sect and found that several members were hiding in the dark room.
Gravity Spear·Throwing; kill directly regardless of men, women, old or young.
"Send the order, clean up the battlefield, cut off the head and burn it, leaving a soul master above the soul saint level to guard it secretly for three months to prevent another Ghost Douluo from appearing."
The Potian Sect's cleanup speed was very fast, and Jian Yutang's intelligence was even more meticulous; even a lot of secret wealth that existed in the dark room was found.
Several other forces also entered the country very quickly.
In less than half a day, the Fengjian Sect was destroyed; Yang Yun watched as countless people's soul guides were filled up.
After a long time, his eyes narrowed: "I hope these people don't make mistakes, otherwise it will be very difficult for me."
"Yang Poqiu, pass the order; everyone will carry the loot on their own. Rush back to the sect, I have something important to leave.”
“The Potian Sect’s opening ceremony will be held as usual, and Yang Wusha will arrange the specific matters according to my instructions.”
Although Yang Poqiu was puzzled, he still accepted the order.
Jian Yutang, Cunhudang and members of the Poichi clan formed teams of three or three; three in a group and three in a group.
Soon, all that was left behind by the Fengjian Sect was a mess.
When the surrounding soul masters saw Yang Yun's nine soul rings, the eighth and ninth soul rings were still one hundred thousand years old; they all chose to remain silent.
Even the Wuhun Palace fell into an eerie silence.
Not a word was spoken.
Yang Yun did not have time to see the reactions of those below. He now had to go to the Qibao Glazed Sect in person; it was time to fulfill the promise he had made.
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(End of this chapter)