Douluo: Yun Ming in the Spirit Hall Era

Chapter 65 The war begins

Feng Xian was not in a hurry to see this. He didn't even need to say anything. His men were possessed by their spirits and rushed towards Yun Ming's people. Suddenly, the entire Saga Square, except for the center of the square where Yun Ming, the City Lord's Mansion, and the Spirit Hall were located, all other surrounding areas became the scene of a chaotic battle between the two sides.

After sorting out his thoughts, Ye Chuan also asked the rest of his men to join Yun Ming's side to fight against Feng Xian.

Seven or eight hundred soul masters below the level of Soul Sect started fighting in Saga Square. The various colored soul rings and colorful and gorgeous soul skills made the entire battlefield plunge into soul light pollution and noise pollution.

The sound of swords clashing, curses, war cries, screams, etc. were heard incessantly. Some people cursed Feng Xian's men for being so inhumane that they actually swung their swords at their hometown; some people took up swords to kill in order to protect their hometown; and finally, some people fought just for the pleasure of killing and the distorted meaning of life.

Seeing this scene, Feng Xian held his forehead with one hand and laughed wildly towards the sky.

"Haha~"

"Hahahaha~"

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"Although there were some flaws in the plan, and the plan to make Spirit Hall and the national forces fight each other failed, it seems not bad to see Saga City's fierce counterattack in the end!"

"My friend, what do you think?"

Yun Ming looked at Feng Xian, whose expression was gradually becoming abnormal and broken, and said coldly.

"I think it would be better if you died!"

But before Yun Ming could take action, Feng Dianchen had already planned to clean up the mess.

Feng Dianchen saw that his subordinates in the Spirit Hall were also fighting for Feng Xian. His face gradually turned livid, and he was obviously extremely angry. His eyes were like two burning flames, as if they could burst out with anger at any time. Finally, the anger exploded, and Feng Dianchen's Fiery Lion Spirit was infused into his body. Two yellow, two purple, and three black soul rings emerged one by one. Feng Dianchen roared like a lion.

"Rebellious son, I will clean up the mess for Spirit Hall today!"

The second soul ring under his feet lit up, and a big fist with a huge flame tail hit Feng Xian.

"Explosive Flame Fist!"

When Feng Xian saw the fist getting closer and closer to him, he did not defend himself, but summoned his martial soul, a colorless and transparent heart-shaped crystal, and five soul rings of the best soul ring standard. The third soul ring lit up, and a pink heart-shaped mark suddenly appeared on Feng Dianchen's head, and Feng Dianchen's Explosive Flame Fist also directly stopped its forward momentum.

Feng Dianchen roared angrily when he saw that his body was no longer under his control.

"Rebellious son, what have you done to me?"

Feng Xian looked at Feng Dianchen's angry expression, his smile faded, and he responded with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Of course, my third soul skill, 'Psychic Contract'?"

"The effect of the 'Spiritual Contract'. If the contract is successful, you can control everything about the person who has been contracted!"

"But while the effect is powerful, it also has a big flaw. Not only can it only be used to contract one person, but the prerequisite for the contract to succeed is that the person being contracted must trust me wholeheartedly. If there is even the slightest doubt, it will not succeed."

"For a long time I felt that my third soul skill was useless."

"I tricked you into accepting the contract in the name of 'spiritual protection' before. It was also because I failed many times in my experiments that I wanted to give it one more try. I myself never thought that I would succeed."

"But it's like God is joking with me. He is the enemy who killed my mother, but he sincerely believes in me!"

When Feng Dianchen saw that Feng Xian knew about his mother, and recalled his ruthless actions against the Spirit Hall and Saga City, he seemed to know the reason, and heard him whisper.

"Is this why you did this? To avenge your parents?"

Feng Xian responded.

"Yes!"

"Those who had my parents' blood on their hands must die!!!"

The tone is calm, but the content is crazy.

The mark of the mental contract on Feng Dianchen's head shone brightly, and Feng Dianchen's mind was completely closed, turning him into a puppet.

After listening to the conversation between the father and son, Yun Ming roughly understood the motive of the other party's action, revenge for his parents! Yun Ming didn't want to judge whether he was right or wrong, he just needed to know that he had to kill Feng Xian. Yun Ming only spoke to Yang Wutian.

"Fifth Grandfather, take action!"

Yang Wutan nodded, and the inky black Soul-Breaking Spear appeared in his hand. The soul power of the peak Soul Saint in his body burst out completely, and he stabbed Feng Xian with a spear. Feng Dianchen also stepped forward quickly, with flames flying on his fist. He avoided the Soul-Breaking Spear and shot at Yang Wutan's heart.

Yang Wutan hurriedly changed his moves to parry, and the Soul-Breaking Spear and the Flame Lion Fist collided with a loud bang.

"Bang!" A soul power shock wave swept around the square with the two of them as the center, blowing the other fighting soul masters to become somewhat unstable and they began to move quickly to the outer battlefield. This showed the power of a Soul Saint exerting his full strength.

"Please help, Mr. Mo!" Just when Yang Wutan and Feng Dianchen were in a stalemate, Feng Xian shouted.

In an instant, at the entrance of Saga Square, a soul power fluctuation stronger than Yang Wudi's suddenly erupted, a blood-ink soul power beam rose up, and the blood-ink soul power began to cover the sky above the square.

Yun Ming looked in the direction of the huge soul power fluctuation and saw a tall, strong old man with bloody hair and several hideous wounds on his face. He was holding a bloody broken knife in his hand, and eight soul rings, two yellow, three purple and three black, were floating up and down on his body. A shocking sword light slashed towards Yang Wuotian.

The blade light was connected to the sky, at least ten feet high. Wherever the blade light passed, everything was cut in half, leaving only a bottomless smooth blade edge on the square.

Looking at the sword light approaching Yang Wuotian rapidly, without waiting for Yun Ming to call out, the golden soul power in Old An's body erupted completely. A powerful soul pressure that was no less than that of the old man with the knife swept across the square. The sky above the square was immediately split into two by blood-ink and golden colors.

A golden longbow appeared in An Lao's hand, and the eight rings with the best soul ring ratio were exposed to the world. A golden arrow condensed on the longbow, and it was shot out, and it arrived in front of the blood-colored sword light in the blink of an eye. Yun Ming hadn't heard the explosion of the arrow breaking through the air before he saw the soul arrow and the blood-colored sword light began to clash.

The blade and arrow collided with each other, and the sound was sharp and piercing, like a stone scratching on glass.

"Zheng!"

The sharp and piercing sound seemed to pierce people's eardrums, making it unbearable. The arrow and the sword light entangled for a moment. After all, they were not real objects. After the soul power structure was destroyed, before everyone could react, an explosion immediately occurred at the center of the collision.

"boom!!!"

Seeing the explosion coming, everyone except Yang Wutian and Feng Dianchen retreated. Yun Ming also grabbed Yali's hand, and his soul power burst out, leading Yali to retreat rapidly.

After the loud noise of the soul power explosion passed, the large cloud of smoke and dust caused by the explosion was quickly cleared away by the air waves generated by the high-frequency fight between Yang Wutan and the other man.

A devastated square was revealed, with a huge pit three meters in diameter and cracks and rubble all over the ground.

When Mr. An saw the broken knife of the old man opposite him, he shouted and cursed.

"Broken Blade, no return?"

"I was wondering why the events in Saga City seemed so familiar. It turns out that it is you, a dirty rat, who is causing all this trouble again!"

The old man with the broken knife, Mo Gui, also looked murderous when he saw that the man opposite recognized him.

"You are an unknown person. Since you know me, you still dare to meddle in my business. It seems that you are not afraid of death."

"In that case, I'll grant your wish!"

"A battle in the sky!"

"Feng Xian, if you can settle the matter on the ground, you can also damage the reputation of the Spirit Hall and make up for your mistake. Otherwise, I will kill you with my own hands!"

After finishing his explanation, Mo Gui turned into a bloody blade light and soared into the air.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

When Old An saw this, he did not tolerate him and also turned into a golden light, chasing after Mo Gui, leaving a word for Yun Ming.

"Yun boy, protect Yali, or I won't let you go!"

The sky directly became a battlefield between the two people, with swords and arrows intertwined.

Yun Ming did not have time to reply to An Lao, and could only make a promise to Yali on this battlefield filled with smoke.

"Don't worry! I will protect you!"

Yali looked at Yun Ming's seriousness and determination when he spoke, and was very satisfied, and responded with a smile.

"I believe you!"

Feng Xian was a little unhappy when he heard Mo Gui's threats, and now he was even more unhappy when he saw Yun Ming and Ya Li being so affectionate with each other. He said to the last two Soul Emperors around him.

"Kill them!"

Yun Ming also heard what Feng Xian said. He asked Yali to step back. The Sky-lifting Spear appeared in his hand, and he pointed the spear at Feng Xian and spoke calmly.

"Then let's see who will die in the end."

Without waiting for the two to attack, Yun Ming's body flashed with silver light, and he came in front of Feng Xian, stabbing Feng Xian's chest with his spear.

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