Night of Killing (End)

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The night was boundless, and danger lurked everywhere.

"Hualala …"

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Purple lightning dragons were rolling in the thick clouds. Rolling thunder rumbled down from the Heavens, shaking the world.

Seeing his subordinates die one by one, the Soul King who had been watching coldly from the sidelines finally couldn't hold back and attacked Fang Xuan.

"A bunch of trash. Nine people can't even deal with a Soul Ancestor. The Martial Spirit Hall's face has been lost because of you" The Soul King stood with his hands behind his back and said angrily.

Unknowingly, he had become a general without an army. If he didn't act now, there was no one else he could use.

"Kid, do you know the consequences of going against the Spirit Hall?

Even if you kneel and beg for mercy now, I won't let you go"

The middle-aged Soul King's eyes were sharp, and he was imposing without being angry. His body was tall and strong, and his body was full of explosive power. His powerful aura crushed Fang Xuan like a tsunami.

"Hehe, how ridiculous. It was you who attacked me indiscriminately, and now you dare to use the Spirit Hall to suppress me. Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you're from the Spirit Hall. The people I'm killing today are from the Spirit Hall"

Fang Xuan stabbed his long sword into the ground and stared coldly at the middle-aged Soul King. There was no fear on his handsome face, and the sharp sword aura exploded, shattering the latter's aura.

"My name is Mu Hong, a Rank 52 Soul Warrior. My martial spirit is the Divine Beast Xuanwu"

The Soul King from the Martial Spirit Hall, Mu Hong, took the initiative to reveal his identity. He glanced indifferently at Fang Xuan and said,

"Kid, I don't kill nameless people. I'll give you a chance to tell me your name"

"Phew"

Fang Xuan let out a long breath. He calmly stared into the Soul King's eyes and said seriously, "My name is … Tang San! I live in the Holy Soul Village. If you want revenge in the future, you can find me there."

Only an idiot would tell you my real identity.

Do you think I'm stupid?

You have to find a few substitutes when you're traveling the world these days.

Fang Xuan cursed silently.

A Rank 52 Soul King was a formidable opponent, so he didn't dare to be careless. He stared at Mu Hong with a serious expression.

"Hehe, you're quite bold. You even gave me your home address. Unfortunately, there's no need for that because you're going to die here today"

The moment he finished speaking, five dazzling soul rings — yellow, yellow, Purple, purple, and black — floated out from Mu Hong's body, and an incomparably tyrannical aura erupted.

This was especially true for the ink-black soul ring, which released an extremely terrifying aura. It was a ten thousand-year soul ring.

"What a powerful pressure"

Fang Xuan's expression changed as he felt a strong pressure from the ten thousand-year soul ring. Even his mind couldn't help but tremble.

The biggest difference between a Soul Ancestor and a Soul King wasn't just in terms of soul power rank but in terms of ten thousand-year soul rings.

A rank 41 Soul Ancestor would be able to absorb a five thousand-year soul ring at most. But a rank 51 Soul King would be able to absorb a ten thousand-year soul ring. The difference in their strength would be so great that they couldn't even be mentioned in the same breath.

Therefore, a Soul Ancestor had no chance against a Soul King.

"First soul skill, Monarch Fist"

A jade-green Xuanwu Divine Turtle appeared on the surface of Mu Hong's body. Mu Hong roared, and his body suddenly burst forward. He brandished his Monarch Fist and fiercely punched at Fang Xuan.

"Sword Drawing Technique — Storm Slash"

Seeing this, Fang Xuan immediately pulled out his blade to block. But the moment his shadowless blade touched Mu Hong's fist, a strange force suddenly appeared. It was as if a truck had gone out of control, and it directly sent Fang Xuan and his blade flying.

"Damn! So strong, he's like a monster. Is this the strength of a Soul King …?"

Fang Xuan took nine steps back and crashed into the willow tree in front of the blacksmith's shop. He was in so much pain that he sucked in a breath of cold air. The sound of bones breaking could be heard. He clenched his teeth and looked at Mu Hong, who was approaching step by step, with an incomparably serious expression.

He didn't expect a Soul King's strength to be so terrifying.

He could easily kill a Soul Ancestor with the strength of his fifty thousand-year left arm bone but against a Soul King, he couldn't even take a single punch.

The difference between a ten thousand-year soul ring was not to be underestimated.

"Looks like I can only try that …"

Fang Xuan's eyes were deep, and his expression was solemn. He seriously thought of a way to defeat Mu Hong and finally used the trump card he had been hiding.

"Go to hell, little brat. It's your honor to die at the hands of a Soul King"

Mu Hong's five soul rings shone brightly. Xuanwu's Divine Turtle roared as he brandished his Monarch Fist again. He aggressively rushed towards Fang Xuan, ready to kill him in one fell swoop.

Fang Xuan calmly looked at the incoming Mu Hong with a calm expression. His deep eyes surged with a cold light, and he coldly spat out two words, "Devour"

[Devour]

The fifty thousand-year Bloody Devouring Left Arm Bone's soul skill was said to be able to refine everything in the world. But against a Soul King who was an entire realm higher than him, Fang Xuan didn't know how much power this skill could unleash.

Today, I'll give it a try with Mu Hong.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The power of devouring erupted, and waves of black aura surged out from his left arm and quickly transferred to the blade. Like a hurricane, it revolved around the Shadowless Blade, as if it had turned into a black hole that could devour everything.

The power of devouring, devouring everything.

With a low roar in his heart, Fang Xuan's eyes surged with determination.

He brandished his Shadowless Blade, which was surrounded by the power of devouring, and met Mu Hong's Monarch Fist head-on.

"Hahahaha! Reckless brat, you don't know how to learn from your mistakes. Don't you understand? Your blade can't block my Monarch Fist"

Mu Hong sneered. Boundless Soul force surged out from his body, and his green fist suddenly shone brightly. His strength skyrocketed, and even the wind released from his fist was as sharp as a blade.

He used all of his strength and pushed his first soul skill, the Monarch Fist, to its limits. He wanted to break the Shadowless Blade in one go, and directly kill Fang Xuan.

But at this moment, the power of devouring the Shadowless Blade spun at high speed, forming a whirlpool that was like the eye of a storm. It forcibly devoured the powerful Soul Force was released by Mu Hong.

"How is this possible?!! Your blade devoured my attack. What kind of strange skill is this?!!"

Mu Hong's face was full of shock, and he looked at his right fist in disbelief.

The huge fist that was originally one meter tall quickly shrunk again and again, returning to its original size in an instant. It lost the terrifying power it had just now.

"Ah … die!!!"

Fang Xuan roared as his force surged out like lava. He severed Mu Hong's right arm with a single slash and sent the Soul King flying with a vicious blow ….

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