Transmigrating into Douluo Continent: I Am a Master

Chapter 151 Angel Sword Technique, Second Form

Holy Spirit Cult —

A glint of light flashed in Zhang Mo's eyes.

There is still no information about the Holy Spirit Cult. They were so high-profile before, why have they disappeared now? Are they waiting for the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament in six months?

Just then, a seven-colored light suddenly burst forth from the body of the Radiant Sparrow!

"Oh no! This beast is going to make a last-ditch effort!"

"Suppress it!!!"

The three evil spirit masters began to unleash their full power, with various waves, explosions, and rays of evil energy sweeping across the battlefield.

Both sides started fighting like madmen, determined to kill each other.

After a round of attacks, neither side could gain the upper hand, and they stared at each other with wide eyes.

Zhang Mo was waiting for this moment when neither side had any power, and their bodies were so weak that they could only stare at each other!

"Attack! Bone Robe, go and restrain the soul beast, try to kill it!"

At Zhang Mo's command, he jumped out of the bushes first!

"Okay." Ye Guyi nodded, then rushed out of the bushes, summoned her Angelic Martial Soul, and spread two pairs of pure white golden wings behind her. Her Soul Rings flashed as she rushed towards the Radiant Light Sparrow.

The remaining people followed behind Zhang Mo and charged toward the three evil soul master brothers.

Zhang Mo raised his left hand, and black energy surged from the Mirror of Nothingness. After a wisp of smoke dissipated, the Mirror of Rakshasa appeared! At this moment, a purple soul ring flickered behind him, and he traversed the world of the mirror!

Zhang Mo held the Judgment Sword, which he had taken from his storage soul tool, in his right hand. The Rakshasa Mirror specially created a teleportation mirror in front of Zhang Mo, and Zhang Mo jumped straight into it. Then the mirror disappeared.

Zhang Lexuan and Wang Qiu'er were the first to be affected, especially Wang Qiu'er. She still hadn't summoned her martial spirit, but cracks appeared on the ground with every step she took.

Huo Yuhao took a few steps and stopped, his Spirit Eye Martial Soul scanning the entire scene, his Soul Rings flashing behind him.

Huo Yuhao scanned the Radiant Sparrow and the three evil soul master brothers with his self-scanning light!

The group is weak!

"Oh no! Big brother, that kid on the other side knows a debuff skill!"

"I can feel it!"

Just as the eldest of the three evil soul masters was speaking, a mirror appeared out of thin air behind him. Zhang Mo silently emerged from the mirror with his sword and slashed at his lower back!

"Pfft!!" Blood splattered three feet high.

"Big brother!!" The second and third brothers of the three evil soul masters shouted in unison.

Zhang Mo retreated immediately after his attack, disappearing from the mirror after his sword strike. When the eldest of the three evil soul master brothers turned around to look for the person who had wounded him, Zhang Mo was nowhere to be found.

At this moment, Wang Qiu'er and Zhang Lexuan also arrived in front of the other two evil soul masters.

Zhang Lexuan's martial soul is the moon.

A very special and powerful martial spirit.

After Zhang Lexuan used her martial soul, a full moon appeared out of nowhere on this land, filled with moonlight. At this moment, the sun and moon appeared simultaneously in the sky, looking extremely eerie.

Furthermore, Zhang Lexuan's spirit ring configuration is also quite extraordinary.

Two yellow, two purple, three black —

One red!

She is Zhang Lexuan, the only student who survived the failed expedition led by Master Xuan, killed a 100,000-year-old soul beast, and successfully absorbed a soul ring.

"Big boss! She...she...she has a 100,000-year-old spirit ring!!"

"I'm not blind, so I won't say what I can see with my own eyes!"

A golden light emanated from Wang Qiu'er's body, exuding an imposing aura without anger. A resounding dragon roar burst forth from Wang Qiu'er's body.

It's the aura of a golden dragon.

Even with their Soul Master cultivation levels, the three evil brothers experienced a brief moment of stagnation, and Wang Qiu'er seized the opportunity to unleash a punch. The gray-robed old man was sent flying into the air.

Even the Radiant Sparrow, just a few meters away, was slightly affected. The energy attack it had been gathering in its mouth dissipated under the golden dragon roar. Ye Guyi seized the opportunity, gripped the Holy Sword with both hands, his knuckles turning white, and fiercely unleashed several Holy Spirit Slashes and a number of killing moves.

At the same moment, Zhang Lexuan also made her move, pushing her hands forward. The four soul rings behind her, two yellow and two purple, began to flash. Then, the full moon in the sky began to shine, and continuously shot out several solid moonlight beams to pursue and attack the three evil soul master brothers.

Zhang Mo's figure also appeared in the mirror at this moment. He stood beside Wang Qiu'er, his hands tightly gripping the Sword of Judgment. He took a deep breath and said, "Yuhao!"

"Watch closely, this is the second move of the Nameless Sword Technique!"

"Shadowless Sword Style!"

Huo Yuhao stared intently at Zhang Mo's demonstration, his eyes wide with admiration. Such a display of skill in actual combat was truly rare.

His opponent was too weak to demonstrate the power and subtlety of his swordsmanship. It was rare to find a strong opponent like this who could allow him to fully display his strength, given the immense power of the Nameless Sword Technique.

Especially the second move, Zhang Mo is not yet able to fully understand and master it like the first move, and thus cannot develop a weakened version.

A golden-red hue appeared on Zhang Mo's Sword of Judgment. This was neither the energy of the Angel Mirror nor the white aura of divine power evolved from the Samsara Realm.

This is sword energy!

The sword energy of the Shadowless Sword Style!

The second move of the Angelic Sword Technique lies in the swordsmanship itself. Building upon the swift swordplay of the first move, it adds exquisite swordsmanship, allowing for the simultaneous unleashing of more sword strikes while moving rapidly, ultimately achieving a thousand strikes in an instant!

This was also the first time Zhang Mo had used this against a powerful enemy—three Soul Douluos? — That's quite extravagant.

Zhang Mo moved, sword in hand!

The figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

Everyone hurriedly looked for him, but Zhang Mo seemed to have used a mirror to travel through time, and simply vanished from the spot.

"It's up there!"

Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eye Martial Soul was the first to detect Zhang Mo's figure. At this moment, Zhang Mo had already appeared in mid-air, wielding his sword to slash at one of the three evil soul master brothers whose bodies were falling in mid-air.

Zhang Mo's move was a wise choice; the evil spirit master in mid-air was a sitting duck.

However, the evil spirit master would not allow Zhang Mo to attack him with his sword at will.

"Young man! You think you can defeat your grandfather Zhongliren like that?! Dream on!"

Zhong Liren held a necromancer's staff, his soul rings flashing behind him, granting him the ability to move briefly in mid-air. He then swung the staff, unleashing streaks of undead to attack Zhang Mo.

But Zhang Mo's eyes were like torches, and his figure moved swiftly, making it impossible for Zhong Liren's attacks to catch him, like a ray of light.

The rosy light flashed behind Zhongli Ren, delivering a sharp blow, then transformed back into rosy light, instantly appearing on the other side and delivering another blow.

Zhong Liren's skin began to show more and more wounds. He tried to fight back, but he could not hit Zhang Mo's figure.

Zhang Mo's movements became faster and faster: he flashed his sword, swung it; he flashed his sword, slashed; he flashed his sword, flicked it; he flashed his sword, cleaved it; he flashed his sword, thrust it.

Huo Yuhao's eyes grew brighter and brighter. It turned out that the sword dance he had performed that morning before setting off was the entirety of the Nameless Sword Technique. Every flash of Zhang Mo's sword actually concealed footwork, the same footwork as when he had performed the sword dance that day.