章 446: Chapter 447: Farewell Gift (Please Subscribe)_1
Qian Yu's figure slowly emerged, his pale golden eyes calmly gazed at the twelve guest elders before him…
Seeing that the newcomer was a young man, a cruel glint appeared in the eyes of each Holy Spirit Cult Worshipper…
Since he had discovered this place, he definitely couldn't be allowed to leave alive!
Hence, they all said in a hoarse voice, "It seems you don't understand the consequences of intruding here."
"But, unfortunately for you, it's too late to escape!"
"Just give up your blood willingly!"
The next moment, one of the Holy Spirit Cult Worshippers charged towards Qian Yu at breakneck speed, his fist whistling through the air towards Qian Yu's face…
Seeing the Holy Spirit Cult Worshipper attack, Qian Yu nonchalantly extended his hand, precisely grabbing his fist and rendering it immobile!
This Holy Spirit Cult Worshipper, eyes wide with shock, exclaimed, "This... how is this possible!"
He was a level 95 Hyper Douluo; how could he be so easily blocked by such a young man!
Qian Yu, looking at the Holy Spirit Cult Worshipper before him, said coldly, "With your strength, you think you can make me flee?"
Finishing his sentence, he tightened his grip on the man's fist, unleashing terrifying Divine Power, crushing the Holy Spirit Cult Worshipper's fist bit by bit…
The Holy Spirit Cult Worshipper felt agonizing, piercing pain and quickly withdrew his arm…
Then, he screamed in anguish, "Agh agh agh! My arm, my arm!"
The other Holy Spirit Cult Worshippers, wary, said, "What, he crushed Zhang Peng's fist! Who is this guy?"
"Anyone who dares to intrude here is definitely not simple!"
One of the Holy Spirit Cult Worshippers turned to Long Xiaoyao and said, "Chief Offering, what should we do? This kid's power is somewhat strange!"
Long Xiaoyao slowly stood up, his gaze frosty as he stared at Qian Yu and spoke, "Sir, we should have no quarrel with each other, right? Why interfere with the affairs of the Holy Spirit Cult?"
If they were to fight now, their true purpose would be exposed!
The corners of Qian Yu's mouth silently curled up, "Long Xiaoyao, have you forgotten me so quickly?"
Long Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes, "Forgotten you? I don't know you at all, unless you are intentionally looking for trouble?"
He had absolutely no recollection of the young man before him! Let alone having forgotten about him!
Qian Yu glanced at the other Holy Spirit Cult Worshippers who were poised to attack, "Is that so? It seems I need to remind you."
With those words, behind him slowly emerged a terrifying Netherworld Angel, its numerous grey-white flames threatening to consume everything…
Nine horrifying million-year Soul Rings rose one after another from beneath his feet…
The surrounding Holy Spirit Cult Worshippers' pupils contracted sharply…
They exclaimed in shock, "That's... the Angel of Death Martial Soul! He's the Saint Heir!"
"He's no longer the Saint Heir now! This guy is the reason our Holy Spirit Cult lost Sect Master Zhong Li!"
"Such a terrifying aura, it feels like my Martial Soul is trembling!!"
The most shocked of all was Long Xiaoyao, his murky eyes solidifying slightly as he thought, "To possess such terrifying power in just two years!"
He likely equaled him in strength now!
Truly a monstrous existence!
If they had managed to control Qian Yu back then, it's very possible that he would have broken through that threshold and even allowed the Holy Spirit Cult to unify the Continent!
With this in mind, he declared harshly, "Qian Yu, you once caused the Holy Spirit Cult to lose a Vice Sect Hierarch, and the Supreme Pontiff did not pursue it. Are you here now seeking your own death?"
Qian Yu replied haughtily, "Long Xiaoyao, if you could truly kill me, would you be wasting your breath like this?"
He must have realized that his own strength was no longer inferior to his, otherwise, I'm afraid he would have attacked without any mercy!
Long Xiaoyao coldly snorted in a non-committal way, "What exactly do you want to do? If you really make a move, you won't get any advantage either!"
Qian Yu replied without a change in expression, "I'm not here to fight with you, and I'm not interested in what you want to do. However, here's a piece of advice, retract your reach!"
Having said that, he turned around and took out a round soul tool, "Well, that's all I have to say, consider this a parting gift."
He decisively pressed the button on it, the shell of the round soul tool could be seen loosening, and white light kept flickering inside...
After doing all this, Qian Yu calmly threw it over his shoulder!
The next moment, his figure vanished from the spot...
The round soul tool that was thrown floated in the air, then started to tremble continuously, as if a devastating force was about to explode...
Long Xiaoyao sensed something bad, his pupils dilated sharply, and he quickly shouted, "Release your Martial Souls to block it!"
As his words fell, all the Holy Spirit Cult worshippers released their own Martial Souls...
The round soul tool in the air emitted a dazzling white light and then fell to the ground...
A Holy Spirit Cult worshipper said with an ugly expression, "This... that's it?"
To be toyed with like this, even a dignified Holy Spirit Cult worshipper!
Another Holy Spirit Cult worshipper saw this and walked up to the round soul tool, angrily shouting, "What? This Qian Yu actually dares to toy with us!"
After speaking, he vented his frustration with a kick...
Long Xiaoyao, who had been observing, saw that the soul tool started glowing ominously again and roared, "Stop it, quick!"
But it was already too late...
After the collision, the round soul tool exploded without any warning...
The terrifying sound and the blue light directly engulfed the Holy Spirit Cult worshipper...
The blast's shockwave sent Long Xiaoyao and the others flying back ten meters before crashing against a wall...
When the blue light dissipated, there was silently a charred body emitting a burnt smell lying on the ground...
Seeing the tragic state of the Holy Spirit Cult worshipper, Long Xiaoyao clenched his fist, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins, "Qian Yu!!!!!!"
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Not far away, Qian Yu also heard the loud explosion, and then he felt the presence of one evil Soul Master vanishing...
He said with slight surprise, "Oh? Killed one?"
Shaking his head, Qian Yu prepared to return to the hotel, when suddenly a solemn voice rang out from behind him, "Qian Yu!"
Upon hearing this familiar voice, Qian Yu slowly turned around and when he clearly saw who it was, his pupils revealed a hint of surprise...
"Elder Xuan? What are you doing here?"
It wasn't just Elder Xuan, but also Xian Lin'er, Cai Mei'er, Elder Zhuang...
Nearly all the members of the Sea God's Pavilion had come!
Xuan Zi said with a smile, "We are naturally here, how could we rest easy leaving those youngsters alone in the Sun-Moon Empire?"
Yan Shaozhe explained, "We've been here all along, monitoring the actions of these evil Soul Masters, but we didn't expect you to barge in..."
Xian Lin'er said with a sense of helplessness, "Yes, but that big explosion just now, that was your doing, right?"
Cai Mei'er looked around, reminding with caution, "Let's leave this place first; there may still be evil Soul Masters nearby..."
"Mhm!" Everyone responded in unison and quickly left the area...
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