Chapter 46: Thrilling and Soul-Stirring

Inside the Soul Hunting Ground.

Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong gradually approached the mountain peak.

"Awoo!"

The Twin-Winged Gale Demon Wolf had long since discovered their presence, but it did not retreat at all, merely staring fixedly at the two with a pair of green, oily eyes.

"Rongrong, this Soul Beast is not easy to deal with..."

Qin Jian pulled Ning Rongrong and stopped about a hundred meters away from the Swift Wind Demon Wolf.

"After you release your First Soul Skill, retreat and follow me quietly; don't get too close," he instructed.

Ning Rongrong nodded subconsciously, but then said with some worry: "Brother Jian, if I am not by your side, we won't be able to use our Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

"This is a Swift Wind Demon Wolf; its speed simply won't allow us to execute a Martial Soul Fusion Skill..."

Qin Jian didn't even have time to finish his sentence, because the Swift Wind Demon Wolf opposite them had already rushed over impatiently.

"Awoo! ——"

A violent storm swept over as it approached.

"Rongrong! Soul Skill!"

Qin Jian's martial soul, the Purple Sword, appeared in his hand in an instant, and at the same time, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda emerged in Ning Rongrong's hand: "Seven Treasures Famous, One Says: Power!"

In an instant, a halo was added to Qin Jian, granting him a 20% increase in attack power.

"Retreat!"

Qin Jian said, then lunged forward himself, holding the sword with both hands, and slashed toward the Swift Wind Demon Wolf's head!

"Bang!"

However, the demon wolf merely condensed a green wind wave at its head, easily blocking Qin Jian's attack.

"Roar!"

Then, its giant maw bit toward the repelled Qin Jian!

"Brother Jian! Be careful!"

Before Ning Rongrong's voice could even reach him, Qin Jian shifted his body, and a massive Sword Qi from the Purple Sword in his hand slashed toward the side of the demon wolf's waist!

"A wolf-type Soul Beast has the strongest defense on its head and tail; its weakest spot is the waist! Did you really think I wanted to chop your head?"

Qin Jian sneered, and as the Sword Qi struck the demon wolf and knocked it back, he kicked off the ground and darted to the demon wolf's side.

"Watch this, Sword Qi!"

A purple Sword Qi shot out suddenly, continuing to slash toward the demon wolf's waist.

"Awoo!"

But after being caught off guard once, the demon wolf was clearly prepared. At this moment, it condensed its entire soul power, actually forming a green wind vortex at its waist, narrowly canceling out Qin Jian's Sword Qi.

"A bit clever, aren't you..."

Having missed his strike, Qin Jian retreated in a hurry; sure enough, the next moment, the Swift Wind Demon Wolf clawed at the spot where he had just been.

The man and the wolf retreated a dozen meters from each other, panting slightly, yet each staring fixedly at the other.

This exchange of attacks was extremely fast, leaving Ning Rongrong dazzled and her heart pounding with nervousness.

Even the people outside held their breath.

This battle was far more spectacular than any of the previous ones, because the Soul Beasts the others faced were of lower quality, so their intelligence and attack methods were not as good as this Swift Wind Demon Wolf.

"Awoo!"

Seeming to realize how troublesome Qin Jian was, the Swift Wind Demon Wolf actually took a few steps back, then spread its two wings, appearing as if it were about to fly away.

"Trying to run?!"

Having finally found such a suitable Soul Beast, how could Qin Jian easily give up? He charged forward without a second thought.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

At this moment, the Swift Wind Demon Wolf's wings had already begun to flap, lifting its massive body into the air.

"Don't even think about escaping!"

Qin Jian had already reached its front by now and decisively leaped.

The demon wolf couldn't dodge in time, and Qin Jian actually landed on its back!

"Awoo! ——"

With a howl, the demon wolf flapped its wings at high speed, actually carrying Qin Jian straight into the high sky!

"Brother Jian!"

Ning Rongrong widened her eyes.

The people outside were also stunned.

Qin Jian only had Level 20 soul power; if he were to be thrown off by the Swift Wind Demon Wolf, he would be smashed to pieces!

"Swish!"

Sword Light erupted from Jian Douluo's entire body, and he even summoned his own Seven Kill Sword martial soul, ready to rescue him at any moment.

Inside the Soul Hunting Ground, the Swift Wind Demon Wolf carried Qin Jian high into the sky, diving down from time to time, hoping to shake Qin Jian off.

But Qin Jian had already put away his Purple Sword martial soul, his hands gripping the mane on the demon wolf's back tightly, his whole body stuck to the demon wolf like a nail.

"Awoo!"

Seeing that neither flying high nor diving low worked, the demon wolf simply charged into the forest, flying at high speed between the branches, occasionally trying to slam Qin Jian into the tree trunks.

"This demon wolf is too smart..."

After being struck several times, Qin Jian's soul power was clearly depleted quite a bit.

He knew he had to take a risk, otherwise, he would be the first to collapse!

His left hand still gripped the mane tightly, while he rotated a few times to wrap the wolf fur around his palm, then slowly released his right hand...

The Demon Wolf sensed Qin Jian's movements and immediately flew even more erratically; because Qin Jian was only holding onto the Demon Wolf with one hand, he couldn't steady his body at all, instantly slamming into a tree trunk and nearly being thrown off.

The perilous scene caused the crowd outside to gasp repeatedly.

Ning Rongrong, looking down from the mountain peak, was so anxious she didn't know what to do.

"It's just a 900-year Soul Beast, just obediently go die for me!"

Qin Jian let out an angry roar, ignoring the pain throughout his body, as his right-hand martial soul, Purple Sword, suddenly appeared, instantly held in a reverse grip, and was fiercely thrust toward the Demon Wolf's waist!

"Shhh!"

At such a close distance, and with Qin Jian's full-force strike, the Purple Sword finally succeeded in piercing three inches deep.

"Awoo! ——"

The Swift Wind Demon Wolf let out an earth-shattering howl, and a look of fear began to emerge in its cruel pupils.

"Swish!"

The next moment, it shot into the sky, spreading its wings, and actually caused its entire body to fly backward in mid-air, leaving Qin Jian suspended in the air!

"Brother Jian!"

"Jian'er!"

"Qin Jian!"

"......"

Inside and outside the Soul Hunting Ground, there was a chorus of gasps.

But Qin Jian did not fall, because he was still gripping the Demon Wolf's mane tightly, while his right-hand martial soul, Purple Sword, appeared once again, being fiercely thrust by him into the same spot!

"Just obediently... go become my Rongrong's Soul Ring!"

The youth, suspended in mid-air, let out a roar.

He didn't know where the strength came from, but at this moment he suddenly pulled tight on the Demon Wolf and the sword hilt, swinging himself through the air and causing another gasp from the crowd.

The next moment, he flipped himself up and appeared on the Demon Wolf's belly, which was facing the sky!

"Go! Die!"

Holding the Sword in a reverse grip with both hands, he plunged it down fiercely!

"Awoo! Awoo!"

The Swift Wind Demon Wolf was finally heavily wounded; it could no longer fly upside down, and even lost the strength to flip itself over, falling from the sky just like that along with Qin Jian.

The Speed was getting faster and faster...

Qin Jian glanced downward and knew that if he fell like this, he would surely die.

He simply gritted his teeth: "I don't want to die with you!"

He grabbed one of the Demon Wolf's wings while suspended in the air to flip himself, then used his martial soul Sword to flip the Demon Wolf over in mid-air.

Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the ground, the Demon Wolf's survival instinct erupted, and it finally struggled to flap its wings a few times...

(End of this chapter)