Chapter 371: Massacre? Slaying White Dragon of the Wind and Tuoba Xi!
"Boss—!!"
"Let go of our Island Master!!"
"Fight them to the death—!!!"
Just then, roars filled with anger, fear, and desperation erupted from the outskirts of the village, from behind the burning houses, and even from behind the coastal rocks!
Dozens of members of the Violet Pearl Pirate Group, dressed in uniform dark purple martial attire and holding various strange naval weapons, rushed out like an infuriated swarm of bees, their eyes bloodshot!
They had originally been scattered across the island or sent to patrol other fishing villages. Having received an emergency signal or seen the towering fire and smoke from Grey Shell Village, they now raced over frantically.
Seeing their respected boss easily suppressed by that blue-haired young man like a chick, her life hanging by a thread, their boundless rage instantly overwhelmed their fear!
These pirates lived on the edge year-round and were incredibly fierce. Although their individual strength was far inferior to Tang San and the others, they had the advantage of numbers and a lack of fear for death. They roared as their Soul Rings lit up, and various Martial Soul Abilities—water arrows, ice spikes, poison mist, seaweed, and even phantom images of small sea beasts—were unleashed.
Like a chaotic but dense hail of bullets, they bombarded Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun from all directions! They attempted to use this suicidal siege to buy a glimmer of hope for Purple Pearl!
"A bunch of ants looking for death."
Facing this sudden siege, Tang San didn't even lift an eyelid. He merely frowned slightly, as if simply annoyed that his meal had been interrupted.
He didn't even lessen the power suppressing Purple Pearl by a fraction.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun simultaneously revealed cruel and excited smiles.
"Another group here to deliver blood! Fatty, let's see who kills more!"
Dai Mubai laughed wildly as his Evil Eyed White Tiger suddenly expanded. He no longer cared about the nearby Purple Pearl and instead turned abruptly, pouncing fiercely toward the charging pirates like a tiger into a flock of sheep!
Puchi! Kacha! Pu—!
As the tiger claws swept past, several pirates were torn to shreds along with their weapons!
With a sweep of the tiger's tail, a group of pirates was sent flying, coughing blood with broken bones as if struck by a giant log!
Dai Mubai even opened his bloody maw and directly bit a Soul King pirate, who had rushed closest in an attempt to release a Soul skills, in half at the waist, spilling blood and organs everywhere.
Ma Hongjun was not to be outdone. He hovered in mid-air, arms wide, as the dark purple flames of the Evil Fire Phoenix poured down as if they were alive!
It was no longer the slow refinement from before, but had turned into a violent flame of destruction!
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"Phoenix Meteor Shower!"
Instantly, countless fist-sized dark purple fireballs, containing terrifying heat and corrosive power, crashed into the pirate crowd like a rainstorm!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—!!!
The fireballs exploded upon landing. The dark purple flames were like maggots on a bone, igniting anything they touched. They not only burned the flesh but also frantically eroded the pirates' Soul Power and Souls!
Pirates directly hit by the fireballs were instantly turned into charred skeletons or vaporized!
Those splashed by the flames rolled on the ground screaming, but they could not extinguish the strange evil fire no matter what they did. They could only watch as they were burned alive and turned to ash!
A massacre! A one-sided massacre!
Dozens of fierce pirates were as fragile as paper toys before Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, two Soul Masters whose strength far exceeded theirs and who employed cruel and violent methods.
In just a few breaths, the screams came to an abrupt halt.
The pirates who had rushed out were completely wiped out; none survived.
Only charred and mangled corpses remained on the ground, along with the sizzling dark purple evil fire. The scene was even more tragic and nauseating than the previous village massacre.
The thick smell of blood and burning flesh mixed together, almost solidifying into substance... On the vast East Sea, on the azure sea surface still thousands of meters away from Purple Pearl Island.
Sea Horse Douluo Oya was speeding through the air.
His body was enveloped in deep blue water light, faintly resonating with the sea below. His speed far exceeded ordinary flying Martial Soul Abilities; it was a high-speed movement method unique to Sea Soul Masters on the ocean.
He had been following the faint scent of blood and energy remnants left from the Coconut Grove Village tragedy. Along the way, he had received scattered, terrified reports from other islands about Tang San and the others drinking human blood, the direction vaguely pointing toward the waters near Purple Pearl Island.
At this moment, the ominous premonition in Oya's heart grew heavier.
Looking into the distance, he could already clearly see the outline of Purple Pearl Island.
However, the sight that met his eyes made his heart sink!
On the west side of the island, in the direction of Grey Shell Village which should have been peaceful, thick smoke billowed into the sky! Even from this distance, he could see the towering fire reflecting a dark red light onto the sky! In the air, there seemed to be the faint resonance of violent Soul Power fluctuations and... a nauseating, thick smell of blood mixed with burning and sweet copper!
In the eyes of the Sea Horse Douluo, this was definitely no ordinary accidental fire!
The color and scale of the flames, as well as the evil energy fluctuations he perceived, were vaguely consistent with the tragic scenes described by the survivors of Coconut Grove Village!
"Oh no! Am I late again?!"
Sea Horse Douluo's expression changed drastically, and the deep blue light in his eyes flashed brilliantly. He no longer hesitated!
"Fifth Spirit Skill, Sea-Splitting Broken Wing Charge!"
With a low shout, Sea Horse Douluo formed a strange seal with his hands. The calm sea surface beneath him suddenly surged, and a massive water-blue tornado rose from the ground, precisely supporting his body. Then, the tornado erupted forward like a giant seawater thruster attached to Oya!
"Whoosh—!!!"
His speed instantly increased several times over!
He transformed into a blue comet tearing through the sea and sky, trailing a long wake of water vapor. With unparalleled Aura and cold killing intent, he charged at full speed toward Purple Pearl Island, which was burning with purple-black flames and permeated with the Aura of death!
...Meanwhile, at the Spirit Empire headquarters.
Spear shadows like dragons, lance light like lightning.
Yang Wudi and Snake Lance Douluo were both outstanding members of the attack system Soul Masters. Their combat styles were equally fierce and direct. The former's spear techniques had no flourishes; every thrust pointed directly at the flaws in Snake Lance Douluo's offensive or his weakest defensive points.
The Soul Breaking Spear's inherent trait of ignoring defense made Snake Lance Douluo's famous heavy Snake Lance appear full of holes.
Chila!
Another sharp black spear light flashed. Although Snake Lance Douluo turned his body in time, the armor on his shoulder was still torn open, leaving a deep, bone-deep gash. Blood immediately stained half his arm; this was already the fifth wound left by the Soul Breaking Spear!
"Bastard!"
"How can a mere Soul Douluo be this powerful?"
Snake Lance Douluo was both shocked and enraged. He could feel that the opponent's Soul Power Rank was clearly lower than his own, but the power of that Soul Breaking Spear was startlingly strong. His own Snake Lance possessed massive power, yet it was repeatedly countered by the opponent's skill, breaking his force with precision and his surface with points, making the fight incredibly frustrating.
What alarmed him even more was the cold killing intent and persistence in Yang Wudi's eyes, as if he wouldn't stop until he had riddled him with holes!
As their fortunes waxed and waned, Snake Lance Douluo had already faintly fallen into a disadvantage. He could only rely on his slightly higher Soul Power and combat experience to struggle on, while the scars on his body continued to increase.
Defeat was clearly only a matter of time... The battle between Chen Xin and White Dragon of the Wind had now reached its conclusion.
White Dragon of the Wind's Wind Sword Martial Soul was also a top-tier attack system Tool Spirit on the continent—fast, with a wide attack range and matchless sharpness. However, today he had encountered the Sword Douluo Chen Xin!
The wielder of the number one offensive Tool Spirit in the world, a Peak swordsman whose sword Dao Realm had reached the Transcendent level!
From the start, the duel between the two was not on the same level.
Although White Dragon of the Wind's wind Sword Qi was as swift as the wind and covered the sky, Chen Xin simply stood there. He hadn't even fully utilized the Seven Kill Sword, responding only with Sword Qi from his fingertips.
Every strand of White Dragon of the Wind's Sword Qi was easily punctured and annihilated by Chen Xin with a more precise, more condensed strand of sword light that contained the supreme true intent of the sword Dao. It was as if a violent storm had crashed against an unmoving reef, fruitlessly splashing water while the reef itself remained unscathed.
After less than ten rounds of engagement.
White Dragon of the Wind had exhausted all his skills, even using his powerful Eighth Spirit Ability, Thousand Storms Absolute Kill, which transformed into a towering green wind sword shadow that slashed toward Chen Xin with the power to tear through space.
However, Chen Xin only slightly raised his eyes and glanced at that grand Wind Sword true form.
In the next moment, he pointed his fingers like a sword and made a light stroke toward the green wind sword phantom.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no brilliant clash of energy.
Only a silver line, condensed to the extreme as if it could divide light and dark, flashed and vanished.
Pu—!
Only a soft sound was heard, like a sharp blade slicing through thin silk.
That massive green wind sword phantom was neatly split in two along its central axis.
Then it silently dissipated!
A moment later, White Dragon of the Wind's true body was exposed. The confidence he had while performing the Soul skills still lingered on his face, but his eyes were now filled with unbelievable horror and confusion.
Then, he lowered his head to look at his chest, only to see a silver line as thin as a hair that had penetrated his entire torso, imprinted there at some unknown moment.
"Ugh..." White Dragon of the Wind opened his mouth, seeming to want to say something, but he couldn't make a sound, only spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with organ fragments.
In the next second, the light in his eyes rapidly dimmed. His body swayed and then, like a puppet with its strings cut, he fell helplessly toward the burning camp below.
The Sect Master of the Wind Sword Sect, a spokesperson for one of the new Upper Three Sects, and White Dragon of the Wind—who was only one Rank away from being a Titled Douluo—was slain with a single sword strike to the throat by Sword Douluo Chen Xin, perishing on the spot!
The battle between Bone Douluo and Tuoba Xi showed an even more oppressive advantage.
Tuoba Xi's Sacred Dragon Martial Soul was certainly powerful and top-tier among the attack system. However, today he faced Bone Douluo Gu Rong, whose Martial Soul was mysterious and focused on both defense and control!
Gu Rong's massive Bone Dragon true body was composed entirely of pale, tough bones, possessing extremely high resistance to both physical and energy attacks.
The Bone Dragon's movements seemed clumsy, but were actually unpredictable. At times it spat out a bone-eroding Pale Breath that corroded Tuoba Xi's Sacred Flame and dragon scales; at other times it swung bone claws as thick as battering rams with such force that it made Tuoba Xi's blood and Qi churn.
Most troublesome was the dragon tail tipped with bone spikes. It appeared and disappeared unpredictably, specifically striking at gaps in Tuoba Xi's defense or when his old strength was spent and new strength had yet to arise, leaving him exhausted from trying to cope.
Despite his Sacred Dragon majesty, Tuoba Xi was completely countered by the Bone Dragon's "sticky" fighting style. When his Sacred Flame dragon breath hit the Bone Dragon, it often only left shallow scorch marks that were quickly repaired by the Bone Dragon's own Death Qi.
And once he tried to attack forcefully, the Bone Dragon would either counter-attack even more fiercely or simply disperse parts of its skeleton into a sky full of bone spikes, forcing him to temporarily retreat.
After several rounds, Tuoba Xi was extremely frustrated. Several wounds from the bone spikes marked his body, and the light of his Sacred Dragon Avatar had dimmed considerably.
He was being led by the nose by Gu Rong, forced into passive defense. His occasional counter-attacks were weak and powerless, unable to pose any real threat to the Bone Dragon, let alone break the stalemate.
"Little loach, is this all you've got?" Just then, Bone Douluo's dark voice came from the Bone Dragon's head, carrying undisguised mockery. "Weren't you quite impressive just now? Where's your Sacred Flame? Where's your dragon majesty? Why have you turned into a shrinking turtle?"
Hearing this, Tuoba Xi's dragon whiskers trembled with rage, yet he was helpless. He could only roar and spit out a blast of white-hot dragon breath, trying to force back the approaching Bone Dragon claws.
"Xiou—!"
Suddenly, an incomparably sharp Sword Intent struck from his flank without warning!
Instantly, alarm bells rang in Tuoba Xi's mind, and he turned his head in horror!
He saw that at some point, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who had just slain White Dragon of the Wind with one sword, had appeared outside his defensive circle like a ghost!
Chen Xin's expression was calm as he slowly raised the ancient Seven Kill Sword in his hand.
With only three inches of the blade exposed, the soaring, sharp Sword Intent made all of Tuoba Xi's dragon scales feel as if they were standing on end!
Immediately after, a sense of fatal crisis seized his heart!
"Sixth Spirit Ability, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin!" The moment the words fell, Chen Xin lightly swung the Seven Kill Sword toward Tuoba Xi.
"Weng—!!!"
A grand and clear sword hum seemed to echo between heaven and earth!
With Chen Xin as the center, the air within a radius of several hundred meters suddenly solidified and then transformed into countless strands of solid silver Sword Qi flashing with cold light!
This Sword Qi was dense and covered the sky, like a silver ocean made of swords, or a destructive metal storm!
"Go."
Chen Xin lightly pointed his sword finger.
"Sou sou sou sou sou—!!!!!"
Countless strands of Sword Qi turned into silver lines that tore through the air, shooting toward Tuoba Xi at a speed difficult for the naked eye to catch, just as he was being entangled by the Bone Dragon and a momentary gap appeared in his defense!
The density, speed, and sharpness of the Sword Qi were far beyond Tuoba Xi's imagination!
Even more terrifying was that these strands of Sword Qi seemed to contain some strange sword Dao rule, echoing each other with unpredictable trajectories and sealing off all possible spaces for him to dodge!
"Fifth Spirit Skill, Sacred Dragon Protection! Sixth Spirit Ability, Flame Aura Barrier!"
Seeing this, Tuoba Xi was terrified. He roared hoarsely, pushing his Sacred Dragon Avatar to its limit. White-hot Sacred Flame rose from his body as he activated two major defensive Martial Soul Abilities at once!
"Pu pu pu pu pu—!!!"
In the next second, a continuous sound of penetration, like rain hitting plantain leaves, rang out!
The Sacred Flame Protective Aura, which was enough to withstand the attacks of an ordinary Titled Douluo, was easily pierced and torn apart like paper before Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin!
Countless silver strands of Sword Qi, like the sharpest steel needles, ruthlessly pierced through the Sacred Flame on Tuoba Xi's body and shot into his massive Sacred Dragon Avatar!
"Argh—!!!"
Tuoba Xi let out an agonizing scream!
The Sacred Dragon Avatar was instantly riddled with holes, shot through like a sieve!
Hot dragon blood sprayed out from countless tiny sword holes like a fountain!
What was even more terrifying was that those strands of Sword Qi did not disappear after entering his body; instead, they frantically moved, cut, and destroyed his Meridians, bones, and organs!
In just a single breath, that majestic Sacred Dragon Avatar rapidly deflated, collapsed, and dissipated like a leaking balloon!
Then, Tuoba Xi's true body fell from within, covered in fine blood holes, drenched in blood, his Aura weakened to the extreme, his eyes filled with despair and resentment.
At this moment, Bone Douluo also quickly seized the opportunity, and the Bone Dragon's massive claws slammed down!
"Boom—!!!"
With a dull thud, Tuoba Xi's broken body was slammed into the ground like a tattered sack, creating a deep pit. Dust filled the air, and there was no more sound.
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