Douluo: The Thousand-Faced Angel in the Dragon King

Chapter 61 Holy Spirit Cult Assault, Using Oneself as Bait

Several Soul Masters rushed out of the Soul Guidance Train, looking around in surprise and confusion, not understanding why there was a sudden missile attack.

"Help them first..." Before Qian Mo could finish speaking, his hair suddenly stood on end, and he instinctively turned around and swung his sword.

"Bang!"

The holy sword clashed with the black blade, producing a deafening sound. The immense force emanating from the swords sent Qian Mo flying backward.

Qian Mo stared grimly at the black-blade martial spirit master before him. The overwhelming repulsion from the divine aura told him that this black-blade martial spirit master was an evil spirit master.

"The Holy Spirit Cult, or from somewhere else? My family can't reveal my whereabouts, so it can only mean they've been following me all the way from Shrek City. They're only attacking me now, they must be itching to do so!" Qian Mo said coldly.

The Black Blade Soul Master remained silent, seven soul rings rising beneath his feet. He swiftly and deftly slashed at Qian Mo with his longsword, the blade covered in scarlet stripes, and a bloody aura that made people feel physically uncomfortable wafted over.

Qian Mo frowned, flapped his wings and retreated rapidly, while the fourth soul ring he had just acquired suddenly flashed.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Dance of the Angels!"

The angelic spirit appeared behind him, wielding a holy sword and chanting a prayer, while golden light shone down from the sky.

An angelic mark appeared on Qianmo's forehead, and his entire body was enveloped in holy light. The holy light transformed into golden armor that draped over his body, and his wings rapidly extended behind him, with his divine and holy aura rising steadily.

Angel's Dance, an enhancement-type soul skill. Angels dance and pray, and Qianmo is greatly enhanced in all aspects by the holy light.

Qian Mo raised the Holy Cross sword, his gaze icy, and said in a deep voice, "Seven Kills, Judgment!"

Qianmo comprehended the Angelic Martial Soul and integrated its true meaning into the Seven Kill Sword Intent, thus advancing the Seven Kill Sword Intent into the Judgment Sword Intent.

Judgment of all living beings, the seven sins of killing!

"Holy Cross Slash, Judgment!"

A massive cross-shaped slash descended with overwhelming force, unleashing a sky full of holy flames. The bloody stench in its path was purified by the holy flames, and golden light filled the sky, accompanied by the soft chanting of angels.

As the Black Blade Soul Master faced the Cross Slash, fear involuntarily arose in his eyes. The carnage he had caused appeared before his eyes, and the cries of those he had harmed rang in his ears.

However, the Black Blade Soul Master was a Soul Saint level expert, and he quickly suppressed the illusions caused by the Judgment Sword Intent. His previously loosened hand gripped the Black Blade again, but the Cross Slash had already been unleashed.

With the enhancement of the Judgment Sword Intent, the Sacred Cross Slash's destructive power increased to another level. Coupled with the Sacred attribute's special attack against evil soul masters, the Black Blade Soul Master was caught off guard and was sent flying, crashing into the ground and creating a crater.

"Damn brat!" The Black Blade Soul Master stared at the bloodstain on his chest, his crimson eyes flashing, and his seventh soul ring flickered.

He originally thought that as a Soul Saint, he could easily kill Qian Mo, a lowly four-ring Soul Master, with a single strike, but he didn't expect that not only would he fail to kill him, he would also suffer a hidden loss.

In order to save face and to finish the battle quickly, before the powerful figures arrived, the Black Blade Soul Master directly activated his Martial Soul True Body.

As soon as the Black Blade Soul Master unleashed his Martial Soul True Form, his aura completely merged with the black blade, and a huge black figure appeared behind him. His strength surged, and he slashed down fiercely at Qian Mo.

Qian Mo remained calm; he couldn't withstand the attack from the Soul Saint after unleashing his Martial Soul True Form. But while he couldn't, someone else could.

A black "kill" character appeared out of thin air. When the black blade struck it, it was instead shattered by the murderous aura emanating from the "kill" character.

"What!" The Black Blade Soul Master was shocked, realizing that a powerful figure had arrived, and turned to run away.

"Trying to run? Too late!" Chen Luo, wielding the Seven Kill Sword and clad in three-word battle armor, descended from the sky to block the Black Blade Soul Master's retreat.

The Black Blade Soul Master also donned a three-word battle armor, but the patterns and luster on his armor were far inferior to those on Chen Luo's. Coupled with his low soul power level, he was completely overwhelmed by Chen Luo's Seven Kill Sword and could not fight back. It was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

On the other side, the train crew members and several enthusiastic Soul Masters were constantly evacuating the crowd away from the battlefield, but in the huge crowd, a pale-faced man, looking like a dead man, quietly moved his feet and approached Qian Mo's location.

At this moment, the Black Blade Soul Master disregarded his injuries and desperately entangled Chen Luo. The pale man's hands silently extended sharp claws, and with a light push of his right foot, he instantly transformed into a black streak of light rushing upwards, reaching Qian Mo's side in the blink of an eye.

The pale-faced man was incredibly fast. The nine spirit rings surging around his body revealed his identity as a Title Douluo. The evil spirit master had actually sent out a level 94 Title Douluo in order to kill Qian Mo.

With a Soul Saint making the first move and a Title Douluo providing backup, it seems that assassinating Qian Mo and his evil soul masters is imperative.

This Title Douluo-level evil soul master was too well concealed and too fast in attack. Qian Mo couldn't react at all and could only watch helplessly as the black claws came crashing down on his head, unable to dodge in time.

At the critical moment, a hand covered in black scales stepped between the two and caught the black claws.

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When the pale-faced man recognized the man blocking his way, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in disbelief, "The War God of the War God Hall, Dark Emperor Douluo, Luo Yuhang!"

Luo Yuhang said calmly, "Black Tiger Douluo, Zhang Quan, it's not easy to get you, a rat hidden in a shady hook, to show yourself. You are no match for me, so just surrender obediently."

Zhang Quan chuckled evilly, "I am indeed no match for you, but you can't stop me from escaping either."

After saying that, Zhang Quan grinned maliciously at Qian Mo and said in a gloomy tone, "Kid, I've lost this time. You'd better not leave Shrek City again, or I'll make you wish you were dead."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Quan turned into a wisp of black smoke and tried to slip away, but Luo Yuhang remained calm and unmoved.

Qian Mo's lips curled up, his eyes filled with murderous intent. "Child, I used me as bait to lure you out, and you still want to run away!"

The next moment, four sacred swords descended from the sky, piercing around Zhang Quan and forming a barrier that firmly trapped him.

Zhang Quan stared in horror at the old man who had floated towards him with his hands behind his back, his eyes wide with rage. "Le Hanwen, what are you doing here, you old bastard?" he cried.

Le Hanwen snorted coldly, "You assassinated my clan's prodigy, and now you're asking me what I'm doing here? Don't you think your question is redundant?"

"However, you're superfluous," Le Hanwen said, gently pushing out a palm. The holy light was vast and boundless, and the evil aura emanating from Zhang Quan's body vanished instantly under the divine power.

Facing a Super Douluo-level Holy Angel Martial Soul Master, Zhang Quan was powerless to resist. After only three moves, he collapsed to the ground, barely breathing.

Just as Le Hanwen was about to interrogate Zhang Quan, Luo Yuhang spoke up to stop him, "Your Majesty, please spare this fellow's life and hand him over to me to take back to the Temple of War for interrogation. Zhang Quan holds a high position in the Holy Spirit Cult and must know many of its secrets. If we can extract information from him, it will certainly benefit the Federation's efforts to combat the Holy Spirit Cult."

(End of this chapter)