Leng Yulai first glanced at Wu Changkong standing in front of him, then at Leng Yaozhu, who had already disappeared from sight…
His entire body exuded an even more intense aura of evil, roaring, "You're courting death!!"
As soon as he spoke, his figure flickered and vanished, only to reappear right in front of Wu Changkong…
The latter's pupils shrank, and he immediately gripped the Frost Sword in front of him…
But was still blasted away by that terrifying burst of strength…
After barely stabilizing his form, his gaze swept over Leng Yulai, who no longer displayed any trace of rationality, and thought to himself, "The Soul Power within his body is incredibly chaotic; indeed, it is because of his Martial Soul that he has entered a frenzied state!"
From this, it seems that attacking Leng Yaozhu was not his true intention!
However, as one of the Four Great Kings of the Holy Spirit Cult, he must have stained his hands with the lives of many innocents; as an Elder of the Sea God Pavilion…
I must do all in my power to slay him!
As for the promise I made to Sky Phoenix Douluo earlier, I can only apologize!
With this in mind, Wu Changkong's eyes gradually became more dangerous, no longer suppressing his strength, and the Soul Power infused into the Frost Sword surged anew…
His presence became multiple times stronger than before…
But Leng Yulai held not a trace of fear, showing only an endless thirst for murder…
"I will kill you, kill you, Fourth Soul Skill, Phoenix True Fire Sword!"
The pitch-black phoenix behind him spat out a blaze about two meters long; then, with both hands, she tore through the edges of the flame from two directions, revealing a slightly slender black longsword, yet one permeated with astonishing power!
After gripping it tightly, the temperature around her soared drastically, enough to suffocate an ordinary person!
After locking onto Wu Changkong, she slashed with her sword towards his head…
Wu Changkong, too, unleashed his Purple Demon Eyes, easily capturing her attack trajectory, dodging and countering…
But evidently, Leng Yulai, sensing the danger, quickly withdrew and successfully blocked it…
The moment the Frost Sword collided with the Phoenix True Fire Sword, the Diamond Dust congealed on the former's blade quietly melted away…
Naturally, Wu Changkong noticed this and frowned, "Damn, is the intensity of her fire comparable to ultimate fire?"
In terms of elemental strength, I'm clearly at a disadvantage!
Of course, what troubled him most was that even in her frenzied state, his enemy still possessed the most basic combat abilities, proving to be an even greater nuisance than he had imagined!
"It looks like it's going to take quite some time to deal with the Dark Bell; Elder Long, the Abyssal Emperors... they'll have to rely on you now!"
After taking a deep breath, Wu Changkong's soul ring beneath his feet lit up…
"Second Soul Skill, Frost Mist!"
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle…"
An intense burst of icy blue mist exploded on the spot, enveloping everything within fifty meters in its grasp…
Then, he took a step back, vanishing into the Ice Mist, becoming invisible to the naked eye!
Leng Yulai, having lost his target, looked around in confusion, howling, "Come out!! I will kill you… I want to kill you!!"
No sooner had his words fallen than an unnerving chill arose!
"Puchi!"
Wu Changkong, wielding the Frost Sword, appeared without warning, piercing through the back and into the chest of Leng Yulai…
He coldly said, "Did I miss my mark? Otherwise, that strike should have destroyed her heart!"
After speaking, he once again vanished into the Frost Mist, his traces lost…
In contrast, the wounded Leng Yulai roared in anger, and the soul skill beneath her feet lit up…
She decisively drove the black longsword into the ground, and complex patterns spread slowly around her, causing the ground to tremble violently...
Within the ice mist, Wu Changkong, sensing the dangerous aura, exclaimed, "Not good!"
This person obviously intends to use an area attack to indiscriminately attack everything within the ice mist!
But obviously, it was already too late, and the entire ground suddenly erupted in pitch-black flames, scouring everything within the ice mist!
"Ah!!"
Eventually, as the flames gradually shrank and then extinguished, one could barely make out everything around them...
At this moment, Wu Changkong, with a few charred scars on his cheeks, was covered in sturdy armor, unmistakably his Four-Word Battle Armor!
Skyfrost Loong Ice!
After catching his breath, he said solemnly, "If it weren't for the Four-Word Battle Armor blocking most of the force, that strike just now would have been enough to severely injure me."
Indeed, she is one of the Four Great Kings of the Holy Spirit Cult, the Darkness Phoenix, her strength is indeed extraordinary!
At the same time, the figure of the Darkness Phoenix was also revealed, and upon seeing Wu Changkong, who was not turned to ashes by the flames, she shouted angrily again, "You're still not dead! Fine, next I will make you melt in the flames!"
Seventh soul skill, Martial Soul True Body!!
As the seventh soul ring flickered, the scenery around changed...
The shadow of the Darkness Phoenix surged dozens of times larger, beating its wings and soaring into the sky, constantly belching pitch-black flames...
Trees and weeds ignited on the spot under the high temperature of well over a thousand degrees, turning everything into a sea of fire!
Wu Changkong's pupils tightened as he too coldly shouted, "Seventh soul skill, Martial Soul True Body."
Facing a strong opponent of the same level using all their might, naturally, there could be no carelessness!
After releasing the Martial Soul True Body, only the aura of himself and the coldness of the Frost Sword were enhanced!
Compared to the previous Martial Soul True Body's might, his was obviously much plainer!
But that did not mean his strength was weak!!
Leng Yaozhu's expression remained unchanged, and she shouted again, "Eighth soul skill! Phoenix Emperor Flame Strike!"
Massive Soul Power surged toward the sky, forming a huge fireball in its embryonic form, and with the infusion of the pitch-black flames, it grew even larger...
The power was comparable to a strike from an Ultimate Douluo!
Witnessing this, Wu Changkong unconsciously took a step back, cold sweat dripping from his forehead...
"Is this one strike gathering all her Soul Power? If it is allowed to fall, I'm afraid this mountain range and the members of the Blood God Army behind us will be annihilated!!"
"The resulting loss is unimaginable!"
As the fireball drained all her Soul Power, Leng Yaozhu's hands swatted fiercely...
The fireball, with its destructive force, fell slowly towards Wu Changkong's position like divine retribution...
However, if one observed closely, they would see that her eyes were already regaining clarity...
Seeing space itself starting to distort under the searing fireball, Wu Changkong couldn't help but grit his teeth, "I must destroy it before it falls. Although I'm not sure if I can block it, I have to give it my all!!"
"Eighth soul skill, Absolute Zero!"
Having spoken, he leapt into mid-air, as countless ice crystals spread and enveloped his entire body, sealing him within like a statue...
Moreover, the extreme cold emitted began to freeze everything around...
In the blink of an eye, it had become a forest of frost...
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