Peerless Tang Sect: Hurricane Infinite Wind

Chapter 184 Evil Grudge

"How is that possible? Why didn't you react at all?" The white-haired man stared at Wu Xuan with a twisted expression. The combined release of his fifth and sixth soul skills was more than just one plus one.

"It's just a mental attack. How do you expect me to react?" Wu Xuan scratched his ear and sneered.

The next moment, Wu Xuan raised his right hand slightly, and a green halo quickly gathered and formed at his fingertips under the guidance of his mental power.

"Finger Wind Dragon!"

With a crisp sound of ding-dong, a dark green breeze flew out from Wu Xuan's fingertips.

The moment it flew out, the ink-green breeze began to expand rapidly.

In a few breaths, the wind dragons gathered together, and a dragon roar shook the whole area. The female ghost was directly shaken by the dragon roar.

Wu Xuan flicked his fingers slightly, and the wind dragon rushed out like a soul-guided ray, and the female ghost's spirit that had just appeared was directly crushed by the wind dragon.

The moment the vengeful spirit dissipated, the white-haired man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath instantly weakened.

How could Wu Xuan miss such an opportunity? As the wind dragon continued to advance, the fifth soul ring suddenly lit up, and the Sky-Splitting Wind Gathering Mode was activated. Countless emerald green wind blades emitting sharp auras condensed out of thin air. The momentum made the white-haired man's face change suddenly.

With Wu Xuan's light finger pointing, the overwhelming wind blades pressed towards the white-haired man.

The white-haired man retreated violently, waving his ferocious black claws, desperately defending against the 280-degree attack of the wind blade.

"Ah! Damn little beast, if I hadn't consumed too much soul power in the previous soul hunting, I would have torn you into pieces and refined you into a vengeful spirit!" The white-haired man roared heartbreakingly.

"After I have saved your soul, you can come back to seek revenge on me in your next life!" Wu Xuan sneered and increased the area of ​​the wind blade's advance.

"The third soul skill, evil invasion!" The black shadow behind the man suddenly shook, and a thick black mist suddenly spewed out of his mouth and enveloped the wind dragon.

The next moment, the wind dragon suddenly collapsed as soon as it touched the black fog, and it did not make any progress at all.

"polymerization."

Wu Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and gently clenched his fist towards the void. The wind blades in the sky all stopped, and suddenly gathered towards Wu Xuan's raised right fist, merging into one in the blink of an eye.

The wind blade transformed into a dazzling blade, illuminating the sky with brilliance.

Before the white-haired man could come to his senses, a blade of light shot through the air and slashed fiercely at the man in the black fog. At this moment, the black fog could no longer block the power of the blade.

"boom--"

The blade fell with a loud bang, and the terrifying power tore the ground into a crack more than ten meters away. Light blue waves with a breath of annihilation swept across, and the miserable figure of the white-haired man finally appeared in the field of vision.

The white-haired man's body swayed, and Wu Xuan's blade severed his ferocious right arm at the shoulder, splattering dirty blood all over the ground. Just as the white-haired man was about to retreat, thinking of revenge later, the scene before him made him tear his eyes out.

Because he saw Wu Xuan dig out a strange bone shining with silver light from the body of the silver-scaled griffin.

"You little beast, put down the soul bone in your hand, otherwise I will hunt you to the ends of the earth and never stop until you are dead." As he said this, the white-haired man endured the remaining wind blade's attack and rushed towards Wu Xuan.

Wu Xuan calmly retrieved the body of the Quasi-Title Douluo he had killed in his ambush and placed it in his soul storage device. Such a top-tier evil soul master might have already had a soul bone fused into his body. For the sake of maximizing his profits, there was no way he would let go of such an easy opportunity.

"Eighth Soul Skill, Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!"

Seeing Wu Xuan turning a deaf ear, the white-haired man's inky black eighth ring suddenly lit up. At that moment, the evil spirit behind the white-haired man glowed with blood. Nearly a hundred hideous ghost faces burst out of the evil spirit, transforming into unrecognizable, ferocious and terrifying ghosts, charging towards Wu Xuan.

From this, it is not difficult to see how many lives have been killed by this white-haired man.

"You old beast, you deserve to be cut into pieces." Wu Xuan roared in anger, and as the strong wind gathered, the green flames that shot up into the sky roared towards nearly a hundred evil spirits.

The white-haired man didn't react at all and just watched as nearly a hundred of his evil spirits were engulfed by the green flames and burned into ghost faces.

The green flame swept across, and nearly a hundred evil spirits that turned into ghost faces fell to the ground and turned into evil spirits one by one.

"What?" Wu Xuan was stunned. It was the first time he encountered something that Qingyan could not decompose.

"Haha! Little beast, wait for death. When I extract your soul, I will definitely deal a heavy blow to you." The white-haired man laughed arrogantly.

If these ghosts are not decomposed by the green flame, then they are not the same species as the female ghost before.

Dealing with formless species is too easy for Wu Xuan.

Ignoring the white-haired man's shouting, Wu Xuan clenched his fingers into claws, and a silver light flashed in his palm, and a silver spear appeared in his hand.

"Oh! Still twin martial souls, but no... yes." The white-haired man's mocking words were choked in his throat, and he was like a duck with its neck strangled, unable to make a sound.

Because he saw two blood-red hundred thousand year soul rings floating up under Wu Xuan's feet.

The innate soul skill was activated with a sharp focus, and a strange silver light suddenly appeared on the edge of the soul-breaking spear.

Wu Xuan raised his spear and thrust it straight forward. A female ghost rushing towards him was pierced directly by the spear. She screamed miserably and turned into a puff of black smoke and drifted away.

Wu Xuan sneered, raised the Soul-Breaking Spear and swung it across. The evil spirits that came over fell at Wu Xuan's feet and turned into black smoke and dissipated.

Seeing Wu Xuan shooting down these evil spirits one by one without any chance of fighting back, the white-haired man's expression, which had just been smug, suddenly turned gloomy.

"Damn it! What kind of incredible luck did I have to run into such a piece of shit?"

"Die!" Wu Xuan swept his gun across, and the three evil ghosts coming towards him were directly turned into black smoke.

"Thank you for your generosity, you old beast who is neither human nor ghost. When I kill you, I will nail your body and the bodies of your companions on the wall of Xingluo City for everyone to curse at, so that you can become famous, haha." Wu Xuan challenged with a wild look after killing another evil ghost that pounced on him.

"You little bastard, you forced me to do this. Even if I have to perish with you, I will kill you."

At this moment, the white-haired man didn't care about anything else. He bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the evil martial spirit behind him.

The evil spirit roared uncontrollably, and its pitch-black body completely turned blood red.

"The seventh soul skill, martial soul true form!"

The white-haired man roared fiercely. He had already used his spirit avatar against the ninety-thousand-year-old silver-scaled griffin, so he wouldn't be able to use it anytime soon. Now, he was forcibly activating his spirit avatar by feeding it with his own blood and essence. This wasn't without cost, and the worst-case scenario was that for the next two years, no matter how many souls he devoured, his cultivation wouldn't improve at all.

This was undoubtedly a huge blow to him, a genuine evil soul master.

(End of this chapter)