Chapter 121 Counter Killing a Soul King Level Expert_2

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"Good."

The two brothers exchanged a glance and instantly activated their Martial Souls.

Enormous Soul Power coalesced, and each brother's hand now held a large axe.

Simultaneously, white, yellow, purple, purple, purple, five Soul Rings of the same pattern also appeared beneath their feet, pulsating around the two of them.

"Both are Soul Kings!"

Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran exchanged looks, their expressions growing even more solemn.

"Zhuqing, as a agility and attack-oriented Soul Master, you're good at speed, you should leave here first."

Meng Yiran whispered.

"No."

Zhu Zhuqing's reply was simple, yet forceful.

"Hehe, two little chicks, don't be modest. Since you've caught the attention of our Sky Bombing Soul Hunting Team, not a single prey has escaped."

One of them said, already charging forward with his axe raised.

Surprisingly, he was very fast.

In the blink of an eye, he had already drawn close.

"Yiran."

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Meng Yiran.

Meng Yiran understood Zhu Zhuqing's gaze and nodded firmly.

And at that moment, four Soul Rings flashed on Zhu Zhuqing's body, her entire being as lightweight and nimble as a spirit cat.

"This girl, she's actually a Soul Ancestor. Such an accomplishment at her age is truly rare."

Thought the man wielding the axe, suddenly pausing. "What's with her fourth Soul Ring... so purple it's almost black?"

Subconsciously, he wondered if such a Soul Ring could be several thousand years old?

"Netherworld Shadow Clone!"

Just then, Zhu Zhuqing's fourth Soul Ring lit up.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

Four dark shadows split from Zhu Zhuqing's body, attacking the axe-wielding man from all angles together with Zhu Zhuqing.

What was even more hair-raising was that, at the same time, Zhu Zhuqing's second Soul Ring also lit up.

Hundred Hell Claws!

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...

Rows of sharp claw shadows covered the area in front of Zhu Zhuqing.

And it didn't stop there; the separated shadows also unleashed powerful attacks, all deploying Hundred Hell Claws.

However, their power was much weaker than that of Zhu Zhuqing's own use.

"Damn, this girl's attack is pretty sharp!"

On the other hand, the axe-wielding Soul Master cried out and had no choice but to use the large axe as a shield, desperately deflecting the blows.

Clink, clink, clang.

The sharp claws, as dense as raindrops, continuously fell upon the axe, producing a series of fine metallic sounds.

"Big brother, help me!"

Unable to bear it, he let out a weird cry.

In reality, there was no need for his call.

The other axe-wielding Soul Master had already rushed over.

"Yiran, now is the time!"

Suddenly, seeing the situation, Zhu Zhuqing also shouted coldly, "Killing God Field, open!"

As her voice rang out, a flash of white light passed through her eyes. Then, the white light surged, covering the area ten meters in front of her.

"Such a terrifying killing intent!"

The axe-wielding Soul Master being attacked by Zhu Zhuqing trembled inside, feeling fear towards this young girl for the first time.

And in that moment of distraction, a cold gleam seemed to traverse space itself, arriving at his throat.

"Be careful."

The other axe-wielding Soul Master let out a sharp cry.

But it was too late; he saw a line of blood spray from the throat of his brother.

Clang.

The heavy axe fell to the ground, followed by the disintegration of pure Soul Power.

Thump.

The Soul King level powerhouse in front of Zhu Zhuqing collapsed powerless to the ground.

His hands were clutching at his throat, which had a thin, cicada-wing-like throwing knife embedded in it.

Until the end of his life, he couldn't understand how ordinary iron could take his life.

"Second brother!"

"Ah! I'm going to kill you, you'll join my brother in death!"

Finally, the other Soul King powerhouse reached them.

His axe whirling around as if bearing the momentum to split mountains, he cleaved towards Zhu Zhuqing.

"Zhuqing, be careful!"

Meng Yiran, seeing this, already thrust out the snake staff in her hand, intercepting the axe strike ahead of time.

Dong~!

The snake staff and the axe collided, emitting a sound of metal striking metal.

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A tremendous force pushed Meng Yiran back several steps.

Fortunately, Zhu Zhuqing acted first and caught her.

"Brother, I want them alive. Calm down."

From a distance, Dai Mubai's heart tightened. He felt the Soul King had lost his mind to rage, forgetting their previous agreement.

"Get lost!"

"Useless trash, they killed my brother. Now, I'm going to kill them and bury them with him!"

After speaking, the axe-wielding Soul Master launched his attack with a mighty swing of his battle-axe.

"Sweeping Through a Thousand Troops!"

A huge axe shadow swept across.

Several trees, each over a dozen meters tall, snapped one after another.

And the attack showed no sign of weakening as it continued forward.

"Yiran, I'll go left, you go right; let's attack together!"

Zhu Zhuqing made a quick decision, and as her voice fell, her figure started to sidestep.

Although Meng Yiran remained silent, her actions were swift. In the blink of an eye, both had evaded the axe-wielding Soul Master's attack.

And now, with a coordinated assault from both sides, they advanced on the Soul Master.

"Hmm, thinking of using the same old tricks? If my brother hadn't been so careless and dodged, how could you have succeeded?"

The axe-wielding Soul Master scoffed with disdain at their attack.

However,

That situation only lasted for a moment.

When Zhu Zhuqing's Hundred Hell Claws struck him, he felt the pressure mount.

Not to mention Meng Yiran, a Soul Elder who had emerged from Slaughter City?

Working together, the two soon gave the axe-wielding Soul Master a tough time.

"Damn, to think he's just a lot of bark and no bite. Looks like he might even lose?"

Dai Mubai's expression changed.

He had just been worried the axe-wielding Soul Master would kill Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran.

Now, his concern shifted to the safety of the Soul Master.

After all, the middle-aged man with the beard was nowhere to be seen, and without the axe-wielder, how could he stand against the sharp attacks of Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran?

Even Yiran alone was more than he could handle.

But as it happens, the more you fear something, the more likely it is to come true.

Just then, the axe-wielder let out a startled cry.

Dai Mubai's mind reeled, and he hastily looked over.

He saw a giant Hell Slash cutting the Soul Master in half at the waist.

Blood sprayed everywhere!

Dai Mubai's body shuddered violently.

"Dead?"

"The two of them have teamed up and beheaded another Soul King?"

Disbelief was written all over Dai Mubai's face.

"Just a Soul King..."

Meng Yiran chuckled coldly.

In Slaughter City, Soul Kings, Soul Emperors, and even Soul Sages had died at her and Zhu Zhuqing's hands.

What more could be expected from a Soul King with the pathetic Soul Ring configuration of white, yellow, purple, purple, purple?

"A Soul King?"

"Just 'a Soul King?'"

"Gulp."

Dai Mubai swallowed hard.

Without any pretense, such powerhouses were still beyond his reach.

He panicked.

Truly panicked.

As Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran steadily approached, Dai Mubai began to step back.

"I think we can talk this out."

In a desperate bid to buy time, Dai Mubai tried to be quick-witted.

"There's nothing to talk about. Last time we spared you, you didn't cherish your life. This time, you won't be so lucky," Zhu Zhuqing said, her eyes glittering coldly, her voice sending chills down Dai Mubai's spine.

And with it, an undeniable intent to kill.

"She wants to kill me. This woman really wants to kill me!" Dai Mubai trembled inwardly.

But he knew, the more critical the moment, the less he could show any sign of weakness.

Even if he was terrified on the inside, he couldn't let it show anymore.

"Zhu Zhuqing, you can't kill me. I'm a prince of the Xingluo Empire, and your Zhu family is just a dog of our royal household. If you kill me, your entire clan will suffer the consequences and be marked as a clan of criminals. The men enslaved and the women made maidservants, never to rise again," he shouted defiantly, though sounding inwardly apprehensive.

In contrast, Zhu Zhuqing paused for a moment before sneering, "Do you think I care?"

"Besides, Dai Mubai, meeting an unfortunate end while hunting for souls in the Aquipeia Forest, being devoured entirely by a soul beast—what does that have to do with me, Zhu Zhuqing?"