Chapter 343: 343. Chapter 343: Gu Fei defeats Void Swallowing Flame head-on!

343. Chapter 343: Gu Fei defeats Void Swallowing Flame head-on!

The other two Soul Clan elders were shocked to see this and hurriedly stepped forward to support, but Yan Jin and Lei Ying coordinated perfectly, suppressing them firmly. Although the three Soul Clan elders were not lacking in strength, they were forced back step by step under the combined efforts of the two Eight-Star Dou Saint late-stage powerhouses.

At the same time, the battle on Hun Xuzi's side was also extremely tragic.

"Hun Xuzi, the debt from the Spirit Clan last time will finally be avenged today!"

Ling Yuan said coldly, killing intent flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Hun Xuzi was besieged by three Seven-Star Dou Saints and soon fell into a disadvantage. Ling Yuan's moves were ruthless, and her sword Qi crisscrossed, forcing Hun Xuzi to retreat repeatedly.

"Bang!"

A streak of sword Qi slashed across Hun Xuzi's shoulder, and blood splattered. Hun Xuzi let out a muffled groan, his face turning pale.

"Damn it, I need help!"

Hun Xuzi was anxious in his heart, his gaze searching all around.

However, at this moment, everyone in the Soul Clan was too busy to care for themselves; who else could come to save him? Hun Xuzi was completely numb now. In the sky, the battle between Ling Yuan and Hun Xuzi had entered a white-hot stage. The figures of the two shuttled through the clouds, leaving behind trails of afterimages, as fast as lightning. Every collision triggered a deafening explosion, and the air waves swept in all directions, shaking away the surrounding clouds.

Ling Yuan's stunningly beautiful face was full of killing intent, and cold light flickered in her beautiful eyes. Her long hair danced in the gale, her clothes rustled, and she looked like a peerless goddess descended to the mortal world.

"Hun Xuzi, today is your death day!"

Ling Yuan said coldly, her voice filled with endless killing intent.

Before the words had even faded, Ling Yuan gave a delicate shout, and her jade hand traced a graceful arc in the air. In an instant, the heavens and earth changed color! Countless streaks of sword Qi appeared out of thin air, pouring down densely like a rainstorm.

Those sword Qi were snow-white throughout, emitting a heart-palpitating sharpness. Each streak of sword Qi contained Ling Yuan's full-force strike, and the power was astonishing. The sword Qi tore through the sky, emitting a piercing sound as it broke through the air, as if it were about to tear the entire world apart.

Hun Xuzi's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly unleashed his strongest defense. However, facing such a dense attack, his defense was instantly torn to shreds.

"Puchi! Puchi!"

Countless streaks of sword Qi tore at Hun Xuzi's body like hungry beasts. Dozens of wounds deep enough to see bone appeared on his body in an instant, and blood gushed out like a fountain. The blood scattered in the air, forming enchanting blood flowers.

Hun Xuzi let out a miserable scream, his body thrown backward like a kite with a broken string. He tumbled in the air several times before barely stabilizing his figure. However, he was already breathless and weak, his face as pale as paper, and his eyes were filled with despair.

Seeing this, a cold smile curled at the corner of Ling Yuan's mouth. Her petite body suddenly erupted with astonishing speed, arriving in front of Hun Xuzi in an instant.

"Go to hell!"

Ling Yuan gave a delicate shout, and the long sword in her hand erupted with blinding white light. The light was dazzling, as if a small sun were blooming in the sky. The long sword turned into a white rainbow, carrying the momentum to destroy the heavens and earth, aiming straight for Hun Xuzi's throat.

The speed of that sword was fast to the extreme; even the air was torn apart, forming a vacuum zone. Wherever the sword tip passed, the void trembled, as if it would collapse at any moment.

"No!"

Hun Xuzi widened his eyes, his gaze filled with despair and unwillingness. He wanted to dodge, but his body would not obey him. That sword was too fast, so fast that he could not make any reaction at all.

"Puchi!"

The long sword easily pierced through Hun Xuzi's throat like cutting tofu. Blood gushed out like a fountain, forming a blood-colored rainbow in the air. Hun Xuzi's body trembled violently, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Ling Yuan looked at Hun Xuzi coldly, without a trace of pity in her eyes.

She pulled out her long sword abruptly, bringing up a spray of blood mist.

Hun Xuzi's body began to become transparent, as fragile as glass. Countless tiny cracks spread across his skin, emitting faint cracking sounds.

"Ah!"

Hun Xuzi let out a final roar of unwillingness, and his body completely collapsed.

The next moment, this guy turned into countless light spots and dissipated between heaven and earth, as if he had never existed.

Ling Yuan stood with her sword sheathed, her long hair fluttering and her clothes rustling. A trace of coldness and relief appeared on her stunningly beautiful face, and a complex light flashed in her beautiful eyes. "Finally, I have avenged my Spirit Clan."

Ling Yuan muttered to herself, her voice filled with a bit of emotion.

Hmm? Hun Xuzi is dead? Following the fall of Hun Xuzi, a burst of cheers erupted in the sky.

Countless powerhouses of the Six-Clan Allied Forces raised their arms and cheered, their morale greatly boosted. As for the Soul Clan side, it was a scene of wailing, and their morale suffered a heavy blow.

With the fall of Hun Xuzi, another three Seven-Star Dou Saints were freed and joined the battlefield. The Soul Clan's situation became increasingly difficult.

In the sky, the battle between Gu Fei and Void Swallowing Flame also entered a white-hot stage.

"Boom—!"

The two's attacks collided in the air, erupting with astonishing energy fluctuations. Void Swallowing Flame's body became increasingly illusory; clearly, he could no longer hold on.

"Hun Tiandi, if it's not working, let's run!"

Void Swallowing Flame suddenly shouted, his voice filled with terror.

Hun Tiandi, who was fighting fiercely with Gu Yuan in the distance, heard this, and his expression instantly turned gloomy. He scanned the battlefield and saw the Soul Clan powerhouses retreating step by step; the situation was precarious.

"Trash, a bunch of trash!"

Hun Tiandi cursed through gritted teeth.

He knew very well that the Soul Clan would likely suffer a major blow in today's battle.

This meant that his dream of becoming a Dou Di, which he had held for many years, might be shattered.

Thinking of this, a sense of powerlessness could not help but rise in Hun Tiandi's heart. However, now was not the time to be depressed; he had to find a way to turn the situation around.

Just as Hun Tiandi hesitated, Gu Yuan launched another fierce attack.

Countless golden runes condensed in the air, turning into a huge golden long sword.

"Slash!"

Gu Yuan gave a violent shout, and the golden long sword whistled out.

Hun Tiandi's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly unleashed his strongest defense. However, the golden long sword was unstoppable, instantly breaking through his defense and leaving a wound deep enough to see bone on his chest.

"Puff!"

Hun Tiandi spat out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper. He staggered backward, his gaze uncertain.

"Hun Tiandi, you have lost!"

Gu Yuan said coldly, his gaze like lightning.

Hun Tiandi looked around, only to see that the Soul Clan powerhouses had suffered heavy casualties and were in a rout. The Four Demon Saints were also unable to hold on and were being beaten back step by step.

"Damn it!"

Hun Tiandi gritted his teeth, a trace of struggle flashing in his eyes. He knew very well that if the battle continued, the entire Soul Clan would be wiped out.

Yet, to admit defeat just like this, he was unwilling. Could it be that years of planning were about to fall short of success? "Hun Tiandi, do you still intend to put up a desperate struggle?"

Gu Yuan said coldly, his gaze like lightning. Hun Tiandi looked around and saw that the experts of the Soul Clan had suffered heavy casualties and were in total disarray. The Four Demon Saints were also unable to hold on and were being beaten back step by step.

The entire battlefield was in a mess, with deep pits and fissures everywhere. The corpses of countless Soul Clan experts lay scattered across the ground, and blood had stained the earth red.

In the distance, Void Swallowing Flame had been completely suppressed by Gu Fei, his body becoming increasingly illusory and on the verge of collapse at any moment. (End of this chapter)