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"Leave it for me." Tie Zheng bellowed as a purple talisman flew out from his hand. In an instant, the space within a hundred thousand meter radius was enveloped in a layer of purple light.

Being blocked by the light screen, Ah Wei could only stop in his tracks. Turning to look at Tie Zheng, he said coldly, "You are courting death."

Tie Zheng's expression was resolute. "Cut the crap, eat my halberd."

Tie Zheng leapt high into the air, his halberd held high above his head as he smashed down at A-Gong.

Ah Zhi did not dodge. Instead, he raised the Setting Sun Magic Bow and held both ends of the bow in his hands.

Dang.

The halberd and bow collided against each other, and the powerful impact sent both of them flying several hundred meters away.

At the same time that he was sent flying, Ah Gou could actually draw his bowstring in midair and shoot three arrows at Tie Zheng.

Three blue arrows were shot at Tie Zheng's throat, heart and abdomen – extremely vicious.

Tie Zheng naturally did not care about the level one opponent's attack. With a casual wave of his hand, the ancient halberd drew a beautiful arc through the air, slicing the three arrows into thin air.

"This won't do, if this goes on, Ah Dang and the others will definitely not be able to hold on." Being blocked by Ah Wei once again to stall for time, Tie Zheng was anxious and his attacks were getting fiercer and fiercer.

"Sky Berserker Stage Five." Tie Zheng let out a loud shout as his body transformed into five shadows, and he flew up into the air above A-Gong. He then started to launch his Purple Level halberd attack, which had been launched five times in a row, at the same time.

Five identical phantoms, five identical attacks, the same attack that trapped A-Gong right in the middle, impenetrable to the wind. If the five attacks with the purple destructive aura fell, the power of the attacks could be imagined.

Ah Gong wasn't afraid of him, he only gave a stuffy groan as he raised the Bow of the Setting Sun, and swung it in a circle around his body.

Streaks of blue arcs weaved together like a cloth belt and formed an extremely solid defensive net.

Bow defense technique, Blue Arc Dance.

"Zi." As Tie Zheng's Fifth Stage of the Sky Berserk Art clashed with A-Mang's Blue Arc Dance, countless bolts of purple lightning crackled and scattered, smashing the surrounding ground into fine powder.

A great amount of dust billowed as it enveloped both A-Wei and Tie Zheng, not knowing if they were still alive or not.

When the dust gradually settled, the figures of two people slowly appeared.

Both of them stood still in their original positions, Tie Zheng's ancient halberd pressed against the bow of Ah Gong, the both of them exerting a bit of strength on their horns.

As the two of them circulated their soul power, a blue and a purple soul stone began to glow. It was extremely dazzling.

It was obvious that if either side was the slightest bit careless, the miserable ending would be obvious.

After all, from the surface, Tie Zheng was a Purple Level and A-Mang was a Blue Level martial artist. In a battle of soul power, which was the most basic of battles, A-Mang was definitely not Tie Zheng's match.

The tip of Fang Tian's halberd grinded against Ah Ku's bow, emitting a sharp "Zi Zi" sound. The sharp tip was getting closer and closer to Ah Ku, and Ah Ku's brown eyes were also glowing.

Seeing that the time was about to come, Tie Zheng released all his strength and hollered, "Die!"

The Bow of the Setting Sun was pushed away by the ancient halberd and fell from his hand. The tip of the ancient halberd pierced into his abdomen without hesitation.

Pfft.

Blood was gushing out from his abdomen but it surprised Tie Zheng. "How could it be brown blood?"

"What's so strange about that..." A hoarse and low voice came from his throat, causing Tie Zheng's heart to tremble as a bad premonition welled up within him.

This was because what Tie Zheng had heard was not the voice of a human but the growling of a beast.

"Retreat." This was the first thought that came to Tie Zheng's mind. He was ready to pull out the ancient halberd that had been stuck in A-Mang's body, but when he twitched, he realized A-Mang's brown, scale-covered hands were holding tightly onto the ancient halberd, preventing him from pulling it out no matter how hard he tried.

Tie Zheng was decisive, even though the ancient halberd had been gifted to him by the High Priest Yue Xiannan, his life was more important. Any treasure was no longer important.

Tie Zheng immediately turned and fled, turning into a streak of purple light and disappearing before Ah Gong's eyes.

"You want to escape? It won't be that easy. Roar." Ah Gou shakes his head, and the hood falls off, revealing the hideous brown dragon's head.

Along with this dragon roar, layers of air ripples spread out rapidly in all directions, causing the surrounding space to tremble, as if it was about to collapse.

This layer of air rippled extremely quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was already a few thousand meters away. With a "peng" sound, a person fell from the sky and landed on the ground.

With one hand, he drew out his halberd. With the other hand, he used the Setting Sun Magic Bow to strike against his halberd, causing brown blood to spurt out like a fountain. However, he did not mind; he picked up his halberd and threw it towards Tie Zheng who was about to escape.

This halberd did not emit any soul power at all, it had completely utilized Ah Zhi's physical strength. As a Violet Rank expert, Tie Zheng was not afraid of being pierced by this spear and immediately gained the upper hand, "Take this spear back and leave."

With that in mind, Tie Zheng converted the strength of seven souls into strength and gathered it into his hands, before grabbing onto the flying halberd with both of his hands.

Tie Zheng gripped the halberd shaft but the attacking part of the halberd flew off from the pole without any warning, cleanly piercing through Tie Zheng's abdomen and coming out from his back.

Tie Zheng had never imagined that the Purple Lightning Halberd would break and that he would die at the hands of his favorite Purple Lightning Halberd.

With great indignation, Tie Zheng's eyes widened and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

He put on his cape again and covered the wound on his abdomen, walking to Tie Zheng's corpse. Shaking his head, he sighed, "I lost my life because of a weapon."

Although he was strong in body, he was not invulnerable. If Tie Zheng had not been scared off by his aura, it was not clear who would have won.

Of course, the first time when Tie Zheng had escaped was interrupted by A-Wei. If he had continued escaping the second time, he would not have been able to use the Dragon Roar to stop him.

One of the things A-Keng had used was that Tie Zheng was bewitching his weapon.

The moment A-Keng had pulled out the Purple Lightning Halberd, A-Keng had already used the bowstring of the Setting Sun Magic Bow to cut a part of the Purple Thunder Halberd, splitting it in half. It was just that Tie Zheng had been so focused on escaping that he had not seen it.

After that, A-Keng used the greatest strength he could muster to throw out the Purple Lightning Halberd. He knew Tie Zheng would definitely catch it with all his might.

And then, under the accurate calculations of Ah Zhi, the scene from before appeared.

To be able to plot against his opponent in such a manner was definitely due to the 'influence' Ling Xiao had on him.

After snatching Tie Zheng's purple rank soul chain, Ah Ji stopped the bleeding and returned to the previous ambush place.

The battle within the canyon had already ended. It was no surprise at all. The thousands of Godly Demon Pagoda Soul Guards had all been annihilated by the attacks of the Haotian Sect's spiritual body. None of them were able to escape.

None of the ten thousand souls had died.

Ah Gong was very satisfied with this result. After using the command medallion to retrieve the ten thousand spiritual bodies, he quickly rushed to Xihe City. "Ling Xiao, I'll come help you now."

A large group of Soul Guards had departed from the Cloud Sky Sect. As soon as they left the Cloud Sky Sect's territory, they were immediately smashed into pieces by a large group of unknown Violet Rank experts.

After that, the group of Violet rank experts all arrived before an old man. They respectfully paid their respects, "Reporting to the clan leader, the entire group has been annihilated without a single survivor."

The old man smiled faintly: "Good, very good. The treasures, herbs, and crystals that you need, you can go to my Long family's main branch."

"Thank you, Patriarch." The few hundred Violet Rank experts disappeared in a flash, leaving behind only the old man who stood alone on the peak, sneering at the distant corpse of the Soul Guard, "High Priest, it's not that I don't want to respect you, but the benefits Ling Xiao gives you are just too great. Yet, you only ask me for the benefits every day.

This old man was Long Tao's grandfather, the head of the Long family.

Ling Xiao had already agreed to split half of the annual profits of the West River Trading Company to the Long family. In the future, she would have more dealings with the Long family, on the premise that the Long family would help to eliminate a team of Soul Guards.

The interests of the Long family were paramount. After weighing the pros and cons, the old and shrewd Long family head finally agreed to Ling Xiao's request.

"Ling Xiao, I have done all that I can. Now it all depends on whether you have the ability to survive Yue Xia Nan's hands. I hope you won't disappoint this old man, haha." The Long family's Patriarch raised his head to the sky and laughed, waving his sleeves as he left.

The other group of Soul Guards had just left the territory of the Nether Sky Sect when they encountered a strange purple rank expert group attacking them. Thousands of Soul Guards had also been annihilated.

The group of Violet Rank experts dispersed like a flock of birds. One of them quickly escaped in the direction of the Tang Clan.

The man immediately took off his mask, revealing a beautiful face that made women jealous.

The person spat hatefully and grunted, "Ling Xiao, my father-in-law has already helped you solve a part of the problem. The rest is up to you, hmph."

This person was the young master of the Tang Clan, Tang Yu Chen.

On the ninth day, not a single soul guard had come. The High Priest Yue Xiannan had truly become a loner.

However, Yue Xiannan didn't seem to have that kind of awareness, and didn't seem to mind at all. He calmly looked at the crowd and said, "Tomorrow, once the black flames disperse, only our hundred thousand people will attack West River City."

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