Douluo: Legend of the Holy Land

Chapter 89 The Fall of the Soul Saint

The fire was fueled by the wind, and the wind fanned the flames.

The fusion skill of Cangmo and Yuna's martial souls was Xiao Yu's ultimate move in this battle, and it finally erupted in full force at this moment.

The howling wind carried an endless killing intent. Fueled by the gale, the raging fire threatened to spread like wildfire.

"Sixth Soul Skill, White Tiger Annihilation Strike!"

Faced with the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Dai Heng held nothing back. His sixth Soul Ring shone brightly, and his Soul Power surged wildly outward. Golden light shone between his two tiger claws, forming a huge "Kill" character.

White Tiger Annihilation Strike is Dai Heng's strongest single-target attack soul skill. With the support of his Martial Soul True Body, the destructive power of this strike almost reaches level 80.

Cangmo and Yuna are only level 49 Soul Masters, and their Martial Soul Fusion Skill is not 100% compatible. If Dai Heng were to unleash this attack, there is a greater chance that their Martial Soul Fusion Skill would be pushed back.

Does Dai Heng have the opportunity to launch this attack?

the answer is negative.

The 100,000-year-old head bone comes with a second skill: Mind Imprisonment, which forcibly imprisons the opponent for three seconds and reduces all of the target's attributes by 50%.

A mental attack, barely perceptible to the naked eye, struck Dai Heng with unerring accuracy. Dai Heng's body trembled violently, and a feeling of dizziness spread throughout his body. The White Tiger Annihilation Strike he was about to unleash was abruptly interrupted, and even his Martial Soul True Body, which was shining with white light, dimmed.

In those few seconds, Cangmo and Yuna's Martial Soul Fusion Skill struck with overwhelming force. The howling wind cut across his face like a knife, and the raging flames ignited his entire body.

The massive energy attack lasted for more than a quarter of an hour. With a flash of light, Cangmo and Yuna were separated. This Martial Soul Fusion Technique had almost completely drained their soul power, and both of them were now panting heavily.

Dai Heng, who was suffering from the attack of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, was beyond words. He could no longer maintain his Martial Soul True Body state. When he returned to his human form, he looked like a piece of charcoal. His bright golden hair was burned off by Cang Mo's raging flames. The fierce wind, like sharp blades, cut hundreds of wounds all over his body. The bright red blood flowing on his charred skin was even more glaring.

"A soul bone from a hundred thousand years ago!"

Despite being utterly defeated by Cangmo and Yuna's Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Dai Heng's gaze remained fixed on Xiao Yu.

He could clearly sense that the mental interference that had just struck him was completely different from the previous mental attack, and could not possibly be a variation of the same soul skill.

As everyone knows, only 100,000-year-old soul bones produced by 100,000-year-old soul beasts can possess two soul bone skills at the same time.

The shock of the 100,000-year-old soul bone was too great for Dai Heng. For a moment, he forgot the pain of his wound and stood there in a daze.

However, the Nine Stars team didn't care about Dai Heng's situation. The two powerful offensive Soul Masters, Yi Hui and Zi Long, attacked the moment their Soul Fusion Skill stopped. Their fifth Soul Rings shone brightly, and they unleashed their strongest attacks.

Bang! Bang!

After two sounds of soul power attacks, Dai Heng was sent flying backward, coughing up blood, like a kite with a broken string.

"Yun'er, Netherworld White Tiger, merge, quick!"

After landing, Dai Heng finally came to his senses. The intense pain all over his body made him realize that he could not possibly deal with the group of young soul masters on his own. He urgently called for his beloved wife to come and help him, so that they could use their strongest martial soul fusion technique together.

"Yun'er!"

"Zhu Yun!"

Despite Dai Heng's repeated calls, the familiar figure never appeared.

Are you looking for her?

Just as Dai Heng was becoming increasingly anxious, a mocking voice slowly rang out.

Dai Heng looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure with a face more delicate than a woman's appear less than ten steps away from him. In his right hand, he was holding a woman with an extremely hot figure. It was none other than Zhu Yun, the beloved wife that Dai Heng had been calling out for!

Yes, the Zhu family members are well-developed; this is definitely hereditary!

At this moment, Zhu Yun's eyes were slightly closed, his expression calm. Under Aphrodite's attack of rose fragrance, Zhu Yun, a Soul Emperor, was unable to resist and stopped breathing amidst the floral scent.

"Yun'er!"

Dai Heng roared, his eyes wide with fury. Although their marriage was arranged by their families, how could they not have feelings for each other after decades of supporting each other?

With bloodshot eyes, Dai Heng completely forgot about his injuries and charged towards Aphrodite like a madman.

"Your opponent is me!"

A cold voice rang out, and Xiao Yu had already appeared on Dai Heng's inevitable path. Since the battle had already progressed to this point, Xiao Yu did not want to rely on others any longer. With a flash of the Underworld Sword in his hand, a sword light carrying endless killing intent rushed straight towards Dai Heng.

Dai Heng raised his tiger claw and slammed it down to meet the sword light, but his condition was too poor, and he couldn't block Xiao Yu's sword at all.

A flash of blood appeared as Dai Heng's palms were slashed open, revealing deep wounds that exposed bone.

"It seems you're in even worse shape than I thought!"

Even Xiao Yu hadn't expected the effect of this sword strike. He had only intended to force Dai Heng to stop, and then work together with his teammates from the Nine Stars team to surround and kill him. He hadn't expected Dai Heng's defensive capabilities to be so low.

As the saying goes, "Take advantage of someone's illness to kill them," Xiao Yu wouldn't be polite to Dai Heng. The two sides were already enemies, not to mention that Dai Heng had injured Huo Wu.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Thousand Nether Sword Techniques!"

In an instant, countless black sword shadows appeared above Xiao Yu's head, and with a wave of his hand, they swept towards Dai Heng's location.

Dai Heng had not expected to be forced to such a point. He endured the discomfort in his body and mobilized his remaining soul power to condense a soul power defensive barrier in front of him.

Ding ding ding!!

Countless sword shadows crashed against Dai Heng's barrier like a relentless tide. Dai Heng gritted his teeth, barely managing to maintain his defense by pushing himself to the limit.

"You can't keep your eyes glued to the same spot. Don't you understand this principle after living all your life?"

But just then, Xiao Yu's voice suddenly rang out from behind Dai Heng.

How is that possible?

Dai Heng's pupils suddenly contracted. The soul skill attack in front of him hadn't ended yet, so how did this kid appear behind him?

This is also the result of Xiao Yu's seclusion and in-depth study of his soul skills. Even if his main body leaves, his group attack soul skills can continue to attack for about twenty seconds.

Twenty seconds is a long time for ordinary people, but for a Soul Master, it's enough time to do a lot.

"Third Soul Skill, Gale Shadow Breaker!"

Dai Heng used all his soul power to block Xiao Yu's fourth soul skill head-on. His back was hollow, and Xiao Yu pierced his heart with a sword, which then went through his chest.

Soul Saint Dai Heng has fallen!

(End of this chapter)