Martial Soul: Be a Saint

When the other Royal Mi Wei saw that Yun Linger had injured their comrades, they were enraged.    

Clang clang clang!    

In an instant.    

The swords that hung around their waists were instantly unsheathed, emitting a resounding clanging sound that pierced through the skies.    

Royal Mi Wei, the nine of them attacked at the same time, the blade and sword qi interweaved in the air, forming a huge net, stirring up the surrounding spirit energy, causing the space to surge crazily.    

Duan Bihanbing, upon witnessing this scene, a cold light flashed in the depths of her eyes.    

In his opinion, Yun Linger was too arrogant. If he did not teach her a lesson, how would he be able to live up to the name of their Royal Mi Wei?    

However, what surprised him was that Yun Linger's strength was not the least bit weaker than the nine Royal Mi Wei s.    

Following the intense battle, the encirclement of the royal martial arts expert s expanded rapidly. Facing the incomparably tyrannical blade and sword qi, the royal martial arts expert s all had no choice but to retreat one after another as they were engulfed by the blade and sword qi many times.    

Only Duan Bihanbing was still standing there, her expression did not change as she stared at Wu Hao.    

Wu Hao's expression did not change as well, and did not even blink as he used an extremely calm gaze to look at everything in front of him.    

But, just as everyone was wondering, why was it that when the s of the imperial family were about to attack Wu Hao, they suddenly saw Duan Bihanbing closing in on him.    

After witnessing his actions, Wu Hao almost didn't even think as he subconsciously channeled the Soul Martial Arts, and quickly condensed a trace of chaotic energy. At the same time, he flipped his hand, and the Scythe of Primal Chaos appeared in his hand.    

Clang!    

In an instant, an extremely clear sound of a blade resounded through the surrounding area. Accompanied by a buzzing sound, the space around them shook and a blade glow appeared.    

Humph!    

Duan Bihanbing, seeing this, raised his left arm and slapped it across the air. The blade Qi instantly collapsed, and he flicked her finger again.    

A black pearl, covered by the raging blade qi, shot towards Wu Hao with a lightning speed.    

Wu Hao slashed out once again, but it was at this time that Ice Demon smiled cruelly at him.    

Ye Zichen pointed at him.    

"Explode for me!"    

BOOM!    

The Soul Devouring Orb exploded in an instant, transforming into a ball of black mist, instantly enveloping Wu Hao within and releasing a shocking aura.    

"This is …" "Demonic Qi!"    

Wu Hao felt the nature of the black mist, and his pupils suddenly shrank.    

It was also at this time that Duan Bihanbing's extremely cruel and evil laughter sounded out from across him.    

"Stinky brat, enjoy the feeling of this soul devourer for now!"    

"Hua!"    

Off in the distance, all the spectators were watching the scene unfold.    

Suddenly, an uproar broke out. Sensing the strange aura coming from the black mist, they couldn't help but reveal extremely terrified expressions.    

"This is …"    

"What kind of aura is this?"    

"What a strong urge to kill!"    

"No, it seems to be the legendary moqi!"    

"Hmm? Demonic energy? No way … "Hu!"    

"En, demonic energy. Legends say that Demonic Cultivators absorb a strange type of spiritual energy. This type of spiritual energy is violent, strange, bloodthirsty, and as black as ink!"    

"Hua, the devil aura. Legend has it that once it invades the martial cultivators's body, it invades one's mind, turning one's martial arts into devil aura. One's consciousness into a bloodthirsty one!"    

"This boy is finished. What a ruthless method. This is even more cruel than killing him!"    

"That's right! "Looks like this kid is unable to escape this calamity!"    

"Sigh, what a pity. You're still young, but whoever you offend will definitely provoke the royal family!"