Become stronger by accepting disciples: all disciples are rebellious against their master

Chapter 173

At this moment, the tense atmosphere of the whole scene was like a materialized rope, tightly strangling everyone's throat.

When the trapped monks heard Hun Wuji's arrogant words, they were even more desperate. Many people sat on the ground with empty eyes. They had given up resistance and only hoped that this nightmare would end soon.

Hun Wuji's contemptuous eyes and arrogant words were like sharp blades, piercing everyone's self-esteem, but because of the disparity in strength, they could only be angry but not speak.

Hun Wuji looked at Qin Kong, as if Qin Kong was already in his pocket. He only needed to wait for a moment to easily take him down, and then devour his soul, seize his body, and obtain the secret that he had coveted for a long time.

Qin Kong saw the soul power threads entangled with him, but he was not afraid at all, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

"Interesting!"

After saying that, he flashed and shuttled between the threads like a ghost, so fast that he left a trail of afterimages.

The Bloodthirsty Sword in his hand swung even faster, and every swing brought a blood-red sword energy, slashing towards those soul power threads.

"Bloodthirsty Soul Breaker, Cut!"

Qin Kong shouted, and the sword energy crisscrossed and accurately slashed at those approaching soul power threads.

The "crackling" sound of breaking was endless, and the severed soul power threads dissipated in the air and turned into wisps of green smoke.

But Hun Wuji's attack did not stop there, more soul power threads came from all directions, covering the sky and the earth, as if to completely submerge Qin Kong.

"It's useless. With this group of ants providing me with an endless supply of souls, your struggle is in vain. Just give me your body and I will live for you. If it is broken, it will not be beautiful."

Hun Wuji's hoarse voice echoed in this tense and depressing atmosphere, revealing endless arrogance and greed. The words were like cold poisonous thorns, trying to pierce Qin Kong's heart and disintegrate his fighting spirit.

Qin Kong heard Hun Wuji's arrogant words, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a mocking smile.

"Do you think you can defeat me?"

The blood-sucking sword in his hand was wielded more and more rapidly, and the blood light on the sword body surged, emitting a breathtaking light.

The blood-red sword energy, under Qin Kong's exquisite control, crisscrossed and shuttled between the overwhelming soul power threads.

Every time the sword energy fell, it was accompanied by a crisp "crackling" sound, like a pair of sharp scissors, cutting off the approaching soul power threads.

The cut threads turned into wisps of green smoke and drifted away, but the subsequent threads came one after another, leaving Qin Kong no chance to breathe, and they had the potential to completely drown him.

Although the trapped monks around were almost desperate, seeing Qin Kong's heroic resistance, they couldn't help but ignite a glimmer of hope in their eyes. They stared at the battle situation and silently prayed for Qin Kong in their hearts, hoping that he could create a miracle and break this desperate situation.

Hun Wuji kept changing the seals with his hands, with a ferocious smile on his face, and his eyes were full of greed and madness.

"Qin Kong, you can't escape today, so become my stepping stone to the top!"

As his seals changed, the shadow soul-devouring banner trembled violently, "buzzing", as if a prehistoric beast that had been awakened was eager to devour Qin Kong.

The soul power threads that emerged from the soul-devouring banner became thicker and denser. They intertwined and entangled with each other, weaving into huge black silk nets in the air, covering Qin Kong.

Wherever these silk nets passed, a pungent and rotten smell was emitted, which made people want to vomit.

At the same time, the souls of the monks entangled by the silk threads suffered more severe erosion. They wailed in pain, their bodies kept twitching and rolling on the ground, and wisps of black smoke kept oozing out of their seven orifices, and their life breath became weaker and weaker.

Qin Kong knew that "Blood-devouring Soul-breaking Slash" could cut off the soul threads, but to completely solve Hun Wuji, he had to find the source of the soul threads, the soul-devouring banner.

So he used his pupil technique to quickly scan the entire battlefield between the dense silk threads, trying to find the location of the shadow soul-devouring banner and the weak point that could break through the defense line.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he found that the spiritual power fluctuations not far from Hun Wuji were slightly abnormal. Although the soul power threads there seemed to be dense, they were actually slightly looser than other places, and there was a faint flash of spiritual power, as if there was some kind of close connection with the soul-devouring banner itself.

"That's it!"

Qin Kong thought to himself, and then his figure flashed, and he performed the "Blood Shadow Phantom Step". The whole person rushed towards the abnormal place at a high speed like a blood-red lightning.

Qin Kong's sudden move made Hun Wuji slightly stunned, and then he reacted and his face changed.

"It's not that easy to destroy the soul-devouring banner!"

He shouted and controlled the surrounding soul power threads to quicklyThe blood gathered and formed a thick black barrier on the road that Qin Kong had to pass, trying to stop him.

Qin Kong was not afraid of the barrier that suddenly appeared.

He raised the Bloodthirsty Sword in his hand high, and poured the spiritual power into it.

"Bloodthirsty Soul-breaking, Cut!"

With his roar, a thick blood-red light burst out from the Bloodthirsty Sword, like a giant sword that opened up the world, and slashed straight at the black barrier.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the blood-red light and the black barrier collided violently, and immediately aroused a dazzling light and a violent spiritual storm.

The surrounding building debris was involved, splashing around like a cannonball, and many trapped monks were knocked to the ground by the strong wind, screaming.

Under the strong impact of the blood light, the black barrier appeared cracks, but it was not completely broken.

Qin Kong saw this, gritted his teeth, and increased the spiritual power output again, "Break it for me!" He roared.

Finally, with a crisp "click" sound, the black barrier was completely shattered, turning into countless black fragments floating in the air.

Qin Kong did not stop, and with the impact force, he passed through the broken barrier like a ghost and continued to rush towards the Shadow Soul Devouring Banner.

Hun Wuji was shocked to see that Qin Kong had broken through the defense line he had carefully arranged, and the ferocious look on his face was instantly replaced by panic.

"Not good!"

He exclaimed, and hurriedly gave up the control of the soul power threads of other cultivators, and focused all his attention on Qin Kong, trying to stop him from approaching the Soul Devouring Banner.

Qin Kong was not far from the Shadow Soul Devouring Banner at this time. He locked his eyes on the banner that exuded a gloomy atmosphere, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Today is your death, Hun Wuji!"

He shouted, and the blood-sucking sword in his hand burst out with dazzling blood light again.

"Blood-devouring Sky Rage!"

A blood-red light that covered the sky and sun gushed out from the tip of the sword, like a long rainbow piercing through the sky and earth, slashing straight towards the Shadow Soul-devouring Banner.