581: C581 The Might of a Single Person

C581 The Might of a Single Person

The power of one man.

At this moment, Guu Feng stood silently in the void, looking down at the ground like a god descending from the sky.

There seemed to be an invisible barrier around him. When the raindrops fell, not a single drop could wet Guu Feng's clothes.

When he saw the blood flowing on the ground, when he saw the dead Soul Clan soldiers, and when he saw the cruel faces of the Pattern Clan's people, Guu Feng's anger was ignited.

But at this moment, Guu Feng still did not make a move.

His eyes looked at Qin Ling. At this moment, Qin Ling's delicate body was covered with blood. She fell down many times and stood up from the blood again.

Qin Ling's beautiful eyes were also staring at Guu Feng. At this moment, the little girl's eyes were filled with a smile. It was a warm and reliant smile.

Accompanied by this smile, Qin Ling's delicate body fell down. She had been fighting for too long and could no longer hold on.

However, she did not dare to fall down. She had to wait for her Mr. Guu Feng to return. Only when her Mr. Guu Feng returned would she be able to sleep in peace.

And now, Guu Feng came.

After looking at Qin Ling, Guu Feng looked at Hun Xuan and Thunder Marquis. At this moment, they were all looking at Guu Feng.

Hun Xuan's expression was a little sad and beautiful, while Thunder Marquis was laughing and scolding her.

"Haha, a few dogs. Previously, you humiliated our Soul Clan. Now, it is finally time for all of you to die."

Thunder Marquis was so impassioned that he burst into tears from laughing.

Guu Feng kept glancing around, and then he looked at the sisters in purple. Their clothes were in a mess, and they looked extremely miserable. Thinking about her miserable appearance, she didn't even dare to look at Guu Feng.

Guu Feng kept looking at the elders. Some of them were even on the verge of death, but when they saw Guu Feng, they started to laugh.

Guu Feng kept looking around. When he looked at all the soldiers of Soul Clan, his eyes became cold. At this moment, he looked like a peerless god of slaughter.

"Anyone who kills the people of my Soul Race will have to die!"

Guu Feng said word by word. In the next moment, his figure disappeared in the void.

Along with a gust of wind, Guu Feng had already arrived in front of Qin Ling.

However, when Guu Feng's figure appeared, a Soul Slaying Wing had already cut the Pattern Clan warrior in half. However, that warrior had not died yet.

With a face full of shock, the warrior lowered his head and looked at his waist. It was only at this moment that he realized that he had been cut in half.

"You, why are you so fast? I didn't have time to draw my saber."

As he spoke, the body of the Pattern Clan warrior fell to the ground with a bang. The blood-red combat blade in his hand turned into nothingness.

Even until his death, he still couldn't understand Guu Feng's terrifying Shadow Kill.

After killing this Middle Stage Soul Formation Stage warrior, Guu Feng's slaughter didn't stop. Guu Feng's divine soul consciousness moved, and the Soul Hunting Arrow that was kept in his body appeared in his hand.

"Two scumbags, die!"

"Rumble!"

Spitting out raging flames, the Soul Hunting Arrow tore through the air and bombarded the pair of martial artists who had the phantom of a ghost.

The two brothers who had the phantom blood bloodline did not care. In their point of view, their phantom blood shadow's speed was extraordinary. Guu Feng's arrow could not hurt them at all.

But in just a moment, they felt that they had made a huge mistake.

They didn't expect that when they moved, the Soul Hunting Arrow burning with raging flames would deviate from an angle and continue to attack them.

"Rumble!"

Accompanied by two loud sounds, the void seemed to tremble at this moment.

Looking at the pair of brothers who possessed the Blood Shadow's innate talent, they had already turned into scattered blood mud.

The Soul Hunting Arrow was powerful enough to severely injure a late God Transforming Stage expert. So, killing two people with a single arrow naturally wouldn't be a problem.

After killing this pair of brothers who had the innate talent of Blood Shadow, Guu Feng still didn't stop.

At this moment, Guu Feng wanted to avenge Qin Ling and the others, and also avenge the brothers of Soul Clan who had died.

Therefore, he wanted to kill them until he went crazy.

"Hualala!"

Guu Feng swung the Soul Shackles in his hand, and it wrapped around the last Middle Stage Soul Formation Stage warrior of the Pattern Clan.

Soon, the area where the Middle Stage Soul Formation Stage warrior was located was locked by Guu Feng.

For a moment, the Middle Stage Soul Formation Stage warrior felt that he couldn't use his bloodline talent.

In the panic of this warrior, Guu Feng said coldly:

"I can kill you with one strike, but that will be too easy for you. The lives of the Soul Clan's soldiers shouldn't be given away, and the blood of the Soul Clan's soldiers shouldn't be wasted."

"So I will kill you with one punch. Before I die, I will first feel what Purgatory is like."

After he finished speaking, Guu Feng's figure had already appeared in the area that the Soul Shackles had locked onto.

Guu Feng's fist landed on the Middle Stage Soul Formation Stage warrior's face, and the warrior was hit to the ground.

Guu Feng, on the other hand, did not show any mercy when he had the upper hand. He used both his fists and legs to launch a storm of attacks at the Middle Stage Soul Formation Stage warrior.

"Please spare me, Jiang. Prince Jiang Feng, I won't dare do it again."

"Spare me, Soul King! I'm willing to rise and fall in the Soul Clan, and I'll pledge my loyalty to you for the rest of my life!"

Sensing the pain brought by the punches and kicks, the Middle Stage Soul Formation Stage warrior started to wail in pain.

However, Guu Feng's movements didn't stop at all. At the same time, the words declaring death came out of Guu Feng's mouth.

"Is it possible to spare you? Ever since you killed the first soldier of Soul Clan with the butcher's knife in your hand, your fate has already been decided."

"Boom!"

After saying that, Guu Feng smashed the Middle Stage Soul Formation Stage warrior's head with his fist.

"Kill! Kill all these dogs!"

When Guu Feng killed all the Middle Stage Soul Formation Stage warriors, Thunder Marquis shouted loudly. The blood of all the Soul Clan warriors was stirred up once again.

Although they were extremely tired, all the Middle Stage Soul Formation Stage warriors had died. The remaining Early God Transforming Stage and Imperial Sky warriors were nothing to be afraid of.

They had almost been killed by these Pattern Clan warriors. Which Soul Race warrior didn't have anger in their hearts?

And now was the best time to vent their anger.1

At this moment, the martial artists of Soul Clan had become the masters of tigers and wolves. They could devour mountains and rivers, and they could travel thousands of miles.

The Pattern Clan, which had been insufferably arrogant before, had been flattened in a very short period of time after Guu Feng killed a few of their most powerful warriors.

Looking at the dead Soul Clan and Pattern Clan Soldier on the ground, Guu Feng could not calm down for a moment.

He was Soul Clan King. Naturally, he would protect the Soul Clan, but it could not be denied that the blood of the Pattern Clan flowed in his veins.

He really didn't want to see the battle between these two families.

"Damn Jiang Ze! For his own selfish desires, he let so many people from the Soul Marking and Soul Marking Families die because of this!"

Thinking of this, Guu Feng felt somewhat helpless.

"Unfortunately, my cultivation base isn't as high as yours. If not for that, I, Guu Feng, wouldn't hesitate to kill you."

Thinking of this, Guu Feng looked at the crowd with concern.

"That Jiang Ze won't succeed in his plan. He will surely strike again. The most important thing right now is to think of a way to deal with this."

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