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"Qian Xunji, you are not worthy to be called Dong'er's teacher. Today, I will send you to the afterlife."
Song Zhe's icy eyes, like those of a venomous snake, were fixed on Qian Xunji.
The look in his eyes, as if he were looking at a dead man, really frightened Qian Xunji. His father hadn't arrived yet.
"Protect the Pope! Quickly, protect the Pope!"
Qian Xunji hurriedly stepped back, letting Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo block Song Zhe in front.
Meanwhile, the Spirit Hall soldiers who had rushed over blocked the way, fearing that Qian Xunji would perish there.
If they rush in, they might not die; but if Qian Xunji dies, they will all perish with him.
This is Spirit Hall, the Spirit Hall of the Qian family.
"A fearless resistance."
Song Zhe sneered and swung the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass in his hand in a sweeping motion.
Instantly, a starlight sword aura, hundreds of feet long, swept across the spirit hall soldiers with overwhelming force.
Where the starlight passed, all people vanished; all the Spirit Hall Soldiers were annihilated by the sword energy.
To avoid being too gory, Song Zhe evaporated their flesh and blood along with the body, leaving nothing behind.
"Old ghost, it seems I'll be leaving before you."
Chrysanthemum Douluo's face was pale, and he looked as if he was ready to die.
If it weren't for Qian Xunji behind him, wielding a long sword and watching him intently...
He wanted to run away immediately, but if he did, he would most likely be killed by Qian Xunji.
The only option now is to fight Song Zhe to the death; there is still a glimmer of hope for survival.
At least the person in front of him might not kill him; he might just let him go like a fart.
"Ninth Soul Skill: Chrysanthemums wither, wounds cover the ground, flowers fall and people break their hearts."
Chrysanthemum Douluo activated his Martial Soul True Body, raised the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum in his hand, and looked at Song Zhe with a death-defying expression.
In an instant, the chrysanthemums in the sky transformed into countless blades, sweeping across the heavens and attacking Song Zhe.
"Break it for me."
Song Zhe ignored the countless petals that gathered in the sky.
Chrysanthemum Douluo's move is similar to the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One" technique, both being wide-range attacks.
Although its power was considerable, it was completely inadequate in Song Zhe's eyes.
A streak of starlight sword energy arrived in front of Chrysanthemum Douluo in an instant, ignoring the distance.
Chrysanthemum Douluo hurriedly used his soul power to resist, but the soul power shield ignored it without any resistance.
"Pfft~"
The powerful starlight sword energy struck him, sending Chrysanthemum Douluo flying backward, spitting out blood.
The patches of blood were quite a sight to behold, but thankfully, the patient survived.
"Ninth Soul Skill..."
Ghost Douluo's face was miserable, and he immediately activated his ninth soul skill.
Before he could even utter a sound, a beam of starlight sword energy struck him, sending him flying.
He soon followed in the footsteps of Chrysanthemum Douluo.
Song Zhe did not kill Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, both of whom were Bibi Dong's right-hand men.
Therefore, after inflicting serious injury, he turned his attention back to Qian Xunji.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll never do it again, I'm willing to give up the papacy."
When Qian Xunji noticed Song Zhe's gaze sweeping over him, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
He had never experienced that soul-stirring feeling before.
How could this boy, who is only a teenager, be so strong?
"My immortal brother!"
Bibi Dong's mouth moved as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything.
The person in front of her was, after all, her teacher. If she wanted to be with Song Zhe, then Song Zhe couldn't bear such a bad reputation.
But thinking about it, if Song Zhe hadn't arrived in time to rescue her, she would probably have been in a very miserable state.
Therefore, killing Qian Xunji would not be unreasonable.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Song Zhe pinched Bibi Dong's waist, making her blush with embarrassment.
Thinking about decades later, with Bibi Dong being as fierce as a wolf, this young girl is still much cuter.
"Ten Thousand Swords".
Song Zhe sneered, then swung the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass in his right hand.
The starlight and sword energy gathered all around, each one dazzling, as beautiful as the starry sky.
"Go."
The nine-leaf sword grass in Song Zhe's hand was immediately swung forward.
Its ability to traverse without regard to distance left Qian Xunji with no way to avoid it; he simply couldn't dodge these tens of thousands of sword energies.
At the same time, Song Zhe also utilized the crippling effects brought about by the eighth awakening.
The so-called crippling effect means that after an enemy is injured, the wound cannot heal at all.
As Song Zhe's sword energy swept across, a scream erupted from the crowd, and Qian Xunji looked as if he were being torn to pieces.
In addition, Song Zhe avoided Qian Xunji's vital parts to prevent his Qian Renxue from being born.
Those tiny wounds looked like they had been scratched by a willow leaf.
However, the pain from these wounds had to continue until Qian Xunji died, and all the injuries on his body had to be suppressed with his soul power.
"Ji'er!"
Just then, all the titled Douluo from the Worship Hall rushed to the Papal Palace and surrounded Song Zhe and Bibi Dong.
Even when faced with so many titled Douluo, Song Zhe didn't take them seriously at all.
"Father, kill him quickly, kill him!"
Qian Xunji cried out miserably, the tearing pain throughout his body driving him into a frenzy.
Not only was Qian Daoliu heartbroken, but even the other worshippers felt a chill run down their spines.
"Boy, release the Holy Maiden, or you're not getting away today."
The second-in-command, Golden Crocodile Douluo, spoke with a confident expression, his feet adorned with two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red Soul Rings, which looked quite intimidating.
At the same time, the surrounding enshrined figures also released their Martial Souls, all of which were two yellow, two purple, and five black.
"Golden Crocodile Douluo, you seem to have mistaken me for someone else. I have come to your Spirit Hall today to demand an explanation. My childhood sweetheart became Qian Xunji's disciple, and he dared to attempt such a beastly act. If you do not give me an explanation today, even if the Angel God descends, your Spirit Hall will be torn down."
Song Zhe snorted coldly, his aura spreading out.
The terrifying aura made everyone present become solemn, especially when Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo appeared.
Therefore, the aura released by Song Zhe at this moment had no connection to Soul Rings or their amplification.
Then, rings of Soul Rings fell from beneath his feet.
The configuration of five black and four red soul rings made the worshippers present sink into a deep thought.
Such a young Titled Douluo, and with such immense strength, even addressing the Angel God directly.
"Who exactly are you? Which God are you a descendant of?"
Qian Daoliu frowned, because his soul ring configuration was somewhat inferior to Song Zhe's.
Therefore, he guessed that the person in front of him might be a descendant of some God.
Otherwise, who would dare to act recklessly in Spirit Hall and even call out the name of the Angel God? That would be utterly audacious.
"I am a banished immortal, a name that strikes fear into the hearts of even the gods."
Song Zhe said coolly, "It's impossible for me to be pretentious; I'm just stating a fact."
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