Douluo: The Thousand-Faced Angel in Dragon King

Chapter 61: The Holy Spirit Cult attacks and kills, using itself as bait

Several soul masters in the soul guide train rushed out first, looking around in shock and confusion, not understanding why there was a sudden missile attack.

"Rescue first..." Qian Mo hadn't finished speaking when his hair suddenly stood on end. He subconsciously turned around and swung his sword.

"Bang!"

The holy sword and the black knife collided, making a deafening sound. The huge force coming from the sword directly knocked Qian Mo back.

Qian Mo looked at the Black Blade Soul Master in front of him with a gloomy expression. The great repulsion of the sacred aura had already told him that the Black Blade Soul Master in front of him was an evil soul master.

"Holy Spirit Church, or somewhere else? My family won't reveal my whereabouts, so it can only be that they followed me all the way from Shrek City, and only attacked me now. They must be so frustrated!" Qian Mo said coldly.

The Black Knife Soul Master said nothing, seven soul rings rose under his feet, and the long knife in his hand slashed towards Qian Mo quickly and skillfully. The blade was covered with scarlet stripes, and the bloody smell that made people physically uncomfortable hit his face.

Qian Mo frowned, flapped his wings and retreated backwards, and at the same time, the fourth soul ring he had just obtained suddenly flashed.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Angel Dance!"

The glittering figure of an angel soul appeared behind him, dancing with the holy sword in his hand and muttering prayers, and the sky was filled with golden light.

An angel mark appeared on Qian Mo's forehead, and his whole body was shrouded in holy light. The holy light turned into golden armor and draped over his body. The wings behind him quickly extended, and the aura of the most divine and holy rose steadily.

Angel Dance, an amplification soul skill. The angel dances and prays, and Qianmo is greatly enhanced in all aspects under the holy light.

Qian Mo raised the Holy Cross Sword, his eyes icy as he said in a deep voice, "Seven Kills, Judgment!"

Qian Mo comprehended the Angel Martial Spirit and integrated its true meaning into the Seven Killing Sword Intent, advancing the Seven Killing Sword Intent into the Judgment Sword Intent.

Judge all living beings, seven killing sins!

"Holy Cross Slash, Judgment!"

A huge cross slashed down with great force, raising a sky full of holy flames. The bloody air was purified by the holy flames wherever it passed. Golden light filled the sky, and the chants of angels sounded softly.

The Black Blade Soul Master faced the Cross Slash with fear involuntarily in his eyes. The carnage he had caused appeared before his eyes, and the wailing of those he had killed rang in his ears.

But the Black Blade Soul Master was a powerful Soul Saint, and he quickly suppressed the illusion caused by the Sword of Judgment. His originally loosened hand tightened the black blade again, but the cross slash had already been chopped down.

With the blessing of the Sword of Judgment, the lethality of the Holy Cross Slash was increased to another level. Coupled with the special attack of the holy attribute against the evil soul master, the black knife soul master was caught off guard and was chopped away, smashing a hole in the ground.

"Damn kid!" The Black Knife Soul Master stared at the bloodstain on his chest with scarlet eyes, and the seventh soul ring on his body flickered.

He originally thought that as a Soul Saint, he could kill Qian Mo, a four-ringed young soul master, with just one casual sword strike, but he didn't expect that not only did he fail to kill him, but he also suffered a loss.

In order to save face and to end the battle quickly, the Black Knife Soul Master directly activated his martial soul true body and killed Qian Mo before the strong men arrived.

The Black Blade Soul Master unleashed his Spirit True Body, his aura merging completely with the Black Blade. A massive black figure appeared behind him, his strength skyrocketing as he fiercely slashed down at Qian Mo. Qian Mo remained impassive. He couldn't block the blow from the Soul Saint's Spirit True Body. But even if he couldn't, someone else could.

A black word "kill" appeared out of thin air. The black knife light slashed on it, but was shattered by the murderous aura emanating from the word "kill".

"What!" The Black Knife Soul Master was shocked. Knowing that a strong man was coming, he turned around and was about to run.

"Want to run? It's too late!" Chen Luo, holding the Seven Killing Sword and wearing the Three-Word Battle Armor, descended from the sky to block the Black Knife Soul Master's retreat.

The Black Knife Soul Master also put on the three-word battle armor, but the patterns and luster on his battle armor were far inferior to the one worn by Chen Luo. In addition, his own soul power level was low, and he was completely defeated by Chen Luo's Seven Killing Swords and was unable to fight back. It was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

On the other side, the train crew and several enthusiastic soul masters continued to evacuate the crowd away from the battlefield, but in the huge crowd, a man with a pale face like a dead person quietly moved his feet and approached Qian Mo's direction.

At this time, the Black Knife Soul Master ignored his injuries and tried his best to entangle Chen Luo. The pale man's hands silently ejected sharp claws, and his right foot gently pushed the ground. The whole person instantly turned into a black stream of light rushing from bottom to top, and rushed to Qian Mo in the blink of an eye.

The pale man was moving too fast, and the nine soul rings surging on his body revealed his identity as a Titled Douluo. In order to kill Qian Mo, the evil soul master actually sent a Titled Douluo of level 94.

A Soul Saint took the lead, and a Titled Douluo provided a backup. It seemed that the assassination of Qianmo's evil soul masters was inevitable.

This evil soul master, a Titled Douluo, was so well hidden and his attacks were so fast that Qian Mo had no time to react. He could only watch helplessly as the black claws came down on his head but he had no time to dodge.

At the critical moment, a palm covered with black scales blocked the two of them and took the black claws.

When the pale man saw the man standing in front of him, his expression suddenly changed and he shouted, "The War God of the War God Temple, Dark Emperor Douluo, Luo Yuhang!"

Luo Yuhang said calmly, "Black Tiger Douluo, Zhang Quan, it's not easy to make you, the rat in the Yin Hook, show up. You are no match for me, so just surrender."

Zhang Quan laughed evilly, "I'm certainly no match for you, but you can't stop me from escaping either."

After saying that, Zhang Quan looked at Qian Mo with a sinister smile and said gloomily, "Boy, I'm screwed this time. You'd better not leave Shrek City in the future, or I will make you live a life worse than death."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Quan turned into a puff of black smoke and was about to slip away, but Luo Yuhang remained calm and unmoved.

Qian Mo raised the corner of his mouth, and murderous intent filled his eyes. "Kid, I used me as bait and finally lured you out, and you still want to run away!"
The next moment, four sacred swords fell from the sky and pierced around Zhang Quan, forming a barrier that trapped him tightly.

Zhang Quan looked at the old man floating over with his hands behind his back, his eyes wide open, and asked in horror: "Le Hanwen, why are you here, old man?"

Le Hanwen snorted coldly, "You attacked and killed my clan's proudest hero, and yet you still ask why I'm here? Don't you think your words are redundant?"

"However, you are redundant," Le Hanwen gently pushed out a palm, and the holy light was vast and boundless. The evil aura emanating from Zhang Quan disappeared in an instant under the holy power.

Facing the Holy Angel Spirit Master at the Super Douluo level, Zhang Quan was completely unable to resist. After three moves, he fell to the ground, breathing more than breathing in.

Just as Le Hanwen was about to interrogate Zhang Quan, Luo Yuhang intervened, "Your Majesty, please spare this fellow's life and let me take him back to the Temple of War for interrogation. Zhang Quan holds a high position in the Holy Spirit Church and must know many of its secrets. If we can extract these secrets from him, it will undoubtedly be beneficial for the Federation to combat the Holy Spirit Church."

(End of this chapter)