Chapter 122: Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin & Heavenly Sword Prison
Although these sword energies cannot be compared with the sword that Gu Han slashed out with his concentrated soul power, they are more dense and also carry the effect of the fifth soul skill. Even though these people are Soul Saint-level masters, they have to be careful when dealing with them.
The extremely icy power attached to the sword energy is as difficult to deal with as a thorn in the bone, and they will feel uncomfortable all over after contact. The cold air spreads rapidly along their skin, invading their bone marrow, and making their movements slow.
The dark golden sword energy has a terrible corrosive effect. What makes them feel even more difficult is that these sword energies also come with spiritual attacks. When the sword energy approaches, they only feel as if there is a sharp hissing in their minds, as if countless steel needles are piercing their brains, and the tingling sensation spreads throughout their bodies in an instant.
"Damn cold air, why is it so difficult to deal with?"
"Ah, no, these dark gold sword qi not only have the effect of mental attack, but also strip the soul power in our body. If this continues, we will become more and more passive, and we must take the initiative to attack."
The sword qi that Bibi Dong slashed out has the effect of stripping soul power, which comes from the passive of her second soul skill. Every collision in close combat can absorb a small part of the opponent's soul power, and the long-range sword qi strips a small part of the opponent's soul power.
A Soul Saint's face was as pale as paper, his forehead was bulging with blue veins, and there was a layer of ice covering his body. The double torture of spirit and flesh made him extremely painful. He endured the pain and gritted his teeth and roared: "Asshole, why is it not over yet? Don't they have money for soul power?"
The leader gritted his teeth, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he endured the double torture of body and spirit and shouted loudly: "Everyone stay calm, concentrate your strength, and use the strongest attack to break these sword qi!"
The other six Soul Saints heard this, and their expressions were all stern. The soul power around him was surging, and the soul rings under his feet lit up one after another. The leader raised his head and roared, and the giant bear Martial Spirit shone brightly. The sixth soul ring under his feet lit up, his eyes were as big as cowbells, as if they were about to spit out flames, and he roared.
"Sixth soul skill, Bear Dominates the World!!!"
The other six people also released their sixth soul skills one after another, and the Martial Spirits of fire, thunder, and other attributes shone brightly, and all kinds of gorgeous energy echoed each other. The power that burst out in an instant reached the peak. I'm afraid that ordinary Titled Douluo would not be willing to take it head-on and would avoid its edge.
Their attacks and Bibi Dong and Gu Han's sword energy expanded against each other, making a deafening explosion, and the space was rippling, as if it was about to be torn apart. As expected, the combined attack of the seven Soul Saints erupted with unimaginable power. Their attacks blended with each other, forming a torrent of energy that destroyed the world, like a raging tsunami, unstoppable.
Amid a series of deafening explosions, the sword energy torrents formed by the interweaving of extremely cold sword energy and dark gold sword energy collapsed in an instant under the impact of this powerful force. Immediately afterwards, the attacks of the seven Soul Saints continued to bombard Gu Han and Bibi Dong with unstoppable momentum.
The blazing flames, the sharp soul power impact, the huge flying shield, the heavy boulders, the terrible thunder... all kinds of attacks intertwined together to form a vortex of death.
Facing this terrible offensive, Gu Han and Bibi Dong did not show any panic on their faces. Before the attack was about to come, Gu Han grabbed Bibi Dong's little hand, and the fourth soul ring under his feet lit up, and he instantly disappeared with Bibi Dong.
When he appeared again, he was already a hundred meters high. Under his feet was a turbulent energy storm, which slightly blew the corners of their clothes.
The seven Soul Saints raised their heads and looked at the two people standing in the void above, with a flash of shock in their eyes. Such a terrifying attack was easily resolved by Gu Han.
"Can fly, a Titled Douluo?"
One of the Soul Saints said, and the other Soul Saints were immediately shocked. After all, standing in the air and flying are the signs of a Titled Douluo.
The leading Soul Saint shook his head slightly, "No, not a Titled Douluo, the aura is not right."
The burly man pointed at the two brothers and sisters flying in the air and shouted, "Who are you?"
Gu Han and Bibi Dong raised their mouths but did not answer. The sixth soul skill under their feet lit up at the same time.
"Sixth soul skill, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin."
Gu Han's voice was deep and powerful. He slowly raised the Frost Sword above his head, and the sword body flashed with a cold blue light. In an instant, behind the two of them, countless blue sword shadows slowly emerged, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun. These sword shadows all exuded a piercing chill, extremely cold.
"Sixth soul skill, Heaven's Falling Sword Prison!"
Bibi Dong also shouted in a low voice, her voice was ethereal and majestic. She threw the evil sword into the sky without hesitation. In an instant, the evil sword shone brightly in the air, and then one split into two, two split into four, and quickly split into hundreds of dark golden sword shadows. These sword shadows carried strong corrosiveness and mental pressure, and slowly rotated in countless blue sword shadows. Beautiful, but deadly.
"What...what!?"
The seven people's faces suddenly turned pale as paper, their eyes were full of fear and disbelief, and their voices were trembling, as if someone was strangling their throats. The severe pain and fear brought to them by the sword energy just now had not yet dissipated. This round of attack was obviously more terrifying than the previous one, like a huge rock hitting their hearts, hitting their shaky psychological defenses hard.
"Hurry... run!"
One of the short Soul Saints was the first to be unable to resist and turned around and ran. This was like a fuse, instantly igniting the fear in the hearts of the others. The morale collapsed immediately, and they turned around, running wildly in different directions.
"Huh! Want to run?"
Gu Han and Bibi Dong would naturally not let these people escape. These seven people were obviously masters worshipped by the Star Luo royal family. If they were allowed to run, they would cause endless trouble. The two of them looked stern, and pointed their fingers like swords, pointing downwards.
"Go!"
In an instant, countless sword shadows fell like raindrops, and each ice-blue sword shadow carried a bone-chilling cold. Wherever they passed, the air was instantly frozen, forming white ice marks. Hundreds of dark golden swords were wrapped in countless ice-blue sword shadows, and dark golden streams of light were streaked through the air.
The fleeing Soul Saints felt a piercing chill behind them. They looked back in fear and saw the sword shadows that covered the sky and the sun coming at them. Despair appeared on their faces. They wanted to hide, but found that there was nowhere to escape.
"No... No... I don't want to die... I don't want to die!!"
Everyone's eyes were filled with fear of death, and their lips trembled. While they could still maintain their Martial Soul bodies, they once again released their strongest means of attack or defense.
The light of the giant bear behind the Soul Saint in the lead became increasingly dim, but he still gritted his teeth, his eyes wide open, and pushed his hands upwards to support a thick soul power barrier.
The fat Soul Saint ignored his injuries, endured the double torture of the body and mind, and supported a layer of emerald round shield. The short Soul Saint who had fled first stopped running at this moment.
He came behind the fat Soul Saint and sent his soul power into the round shield. He was a Soul Saint of the Agility Attack System. Facing such a large-scale attack, he could not escape and could only rely on the defense of the fat Soul Saint.
The rest of the Soul Saints also used their own methods, releasing blazing flames to try to burn the incoming extremely cold sword shadows. Some released huge rocks and blasted upwards.
Although they were Soul Saints, they were beaten without any ability to fight back under the violent storm of attacks from the two Soul Emperors, the sister and brother. They could only hold on. The most fatal point was that the seven of them could not gather one person with the ability to fly.
Facing the two sister and brother flying a hundred meters high, they could only passively take the beating, which was too aggrieved. Even if they had the ability of Soul Saints, it would not be impossible to jump up, but the problem was that none of them could withstand the overwhelming rain of swords.
Freezing, corroding, mentally attacking, and weakening soul power, none of them had the ability to guarantee that they could rush to the two alive.
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