Chapter 81 The Battle of Victory (2)

Shen Jianxin's eyes widened, and a faint golden light appeared on his body. Strange bloody lines climbed up from his collar and spread all over his cheeks in the blink of an eye. Four soul rings of yellow, purple, purple, and black appeared around him.

"The first soul skill, runaway!"

The yellow soul ring lit up, and Shen Jianxin's whole body was filled with bloody evil aura. He squatted down slightly, exerted force on his feet, jumped up, and dodged the two sledgehammers on the side.

Raise your right hand high, using the force of holding up the sky, to receive the heavy blow from above.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and Shen Jianxin took advantage of the situation to fall down, and stepped firmly on the two sledgehammers. The veins in his right hand bulged and he clenched the black hammer head, and he and the hammer lifted up Ba Tian who was sneaking up on him.

"go!"

With a loud shout, Shen Jianxin exerted force under his feet again, stepped hard on the two sledgehammers, took advantage of the situation to rotate his body, used his right hand to throw Batian above him, and spread his legs, one to the left and the other to the right. Kicked them away again.

Batian, who flew out, turned over like a kite in the air, and landed steadily with the black sledgehammer behind him.

The two people flying out from the left and right also climbed up from the ground, holding a hammer in one hand and cracking their chins with the other hand, making a crisp "click" sound.

"Haotian Sect, Haotian Hammer?"

Seeing the black sledgehammers in their hands, Shen Jianxin frowned slightly, his pupils shrank, and raging anger exploded in his heart.

"Bah!" The Haotian Sect Soul Douluo who had his jaw bone reattached spat lightly, "It's a bit insightful."

"I didn't expect you to be able to use soul skills in this city of killing, and the soul ring configuration is so super-standard. No wonder the King of Slaughter would pay such a high price to ask us to kill you."

Shen Jianxin chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that the Haotian Sect, which was forced to survive by the Wuhun Palace, would actually join forces with the Wuhun Palace to deal with me."

"Bah! Boy, you are looking for death. You are just a soul sect, but you dare to bark here."

"A mere soul sect? A barking dog? Did you hit a sore spot?"

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

With an angry shout, the three members of the Haotian Sect raised the Haotian Hammer high again, and hit Shen Jianxin together.

Shen Jianxin's right hand flashed with red light, and the Tiger Soul Sword appeared instantly, easily holding the three people's heavy hammers.

With the triple blessing of the golden body, the soul bone attached to the blood pattern, and the 100% increase in the first soul skill, Shen Jianxin's current strength is more than extraordinary.

What's more, now that they are fighting in Shen Jianxin's territory, his strength has dropped by at least 20%, while Shen Jianxin's full attributes have been increased by 20%.

Not to mention their two Soul Douluo and one Soul Saint, even if the titled Douluo comes together at this time, Shen Jianxin with the fourth level of blessing can still fight them back and forth.

"You trash in the Killing City, there's something wrong with this kid. If you don't come, we'll leave!"

‘Strategic retreat’ seems to have become Haotian Sect’s habit.

At this time, all three of them were hitting hard with all their strength, but Shen Jianxin easily blocked them, and it seemed to be very easy. The three members of the Haotian Sect suddenly felt that something was wrong, and they unanimously turned their attention to the two people standing there watching the show. Contra.

Hearing the calls for help from the Haotian Sect's three men, the two Soul Douluo from the Killing City looked at each other, and blood energy spread all over their bodies. They enveloped the remaining three Soul Saints and rushed forward against Shen Jianxin's domain.

Four Soul Douluo who are above level 80, and four Soul Saints who are above level 70.

If soul skills could be used outside, these eight people would definitely eat Shen Jianxin alive.

But this is the city of killing, and without the increase in soul skills, relying solely on soul power to support their physical fitness makes their true strength very slim.

And Shen Jianxin is now in a state of complete victory, with level 50 soul power, soul saint level blood energy, and four levels of blessing, which is enough to rival a titled Douluo in physical fitness.

Even outside now, Shen Jianxin is a strong man who is not weaker than the Soul Saint, let alone dealing with these tigers who have pulled out their teeth?

Sensing the five people rushing towards him again, Shen Jianxin showed a smile on his lips.

"The fourth soul skill, burst of anger!"

"boom!"

At the moment when the five people from the Killing City rushed to 10 meters around Shen Jianxin, a bloody light beam with a diameter of 20 meters rose into the sky.

Confining the explosive energy that spreads in all directions, and adding blood energy to strengthen it, the fourth soul skill changes from instant explosion damage to short-term sustained damage. This is the new usage developed by Shen Jianxin after receiving the fourth soul ring.

"Ah~ah~"

At this time, the eight people who were shrouded in the blood-colored light pillar and continuously washed by the blood energy let out screams that were not like human beings.

Shen Jianxin, standing in the blood-colored light beam, could clearly see that under the wash of blood energy, the steps of the eight people were hanging in the air, and their flesh and blood began to peel off inch by inch from the skin.

Skin, muscles, fat, and blood were constantly peeled off from their bodies, then carried high into the sky by the impact of the explosion, and finally turned into powder in the blood energy.

In 3 seconds, eight people screamed.

For five seconds, the eight people's bodies kept twitching and groaning.

After 8 seconds, the sound stopped, and the eight people had completely fainted.

10 seconds, the blood-red light beam lasted for ten seconds, and the eight people finally fell from the sky in anger.

As soon as he landed, the ground was instantly stained with eight patches of blood red.

At this time, there was no intact skin on their bodies, and the muscles on their bodies had shrunk by at least 30%. The four soul saints had blood-red bones exposed in the parts with less flesh and blood.

Shen Jianxin glanced at the old man with the title of Douluo standing in the distance with a pale face, feeling quite regretful in his heart.

Titled Douluo is indeed a powerful person who is completely beyond the category of ordinary humans. The moment Shen Jianxin released his soul skill, the old man seemed to sense something and quickly retreated about fifty meters away from Shen Jianxin.

Shen Jianxin smiled slightly: "Senior is a little timid."

The old man turned his head and glanced at the eight people on the ground: "It took me nearly a year to drive the three people from the Haotian Sect to this murderous city. It took me nearly a year."

"I didn't expect it to fall into your hands so easily."

"You killed eight people with one move. You must be at the end of your game."

Shen Jianxin smiled and said: "Senior, you are a titled Douluo, are you still afraid of me, a little soul sect?"

The old man shook his head slightly: "It's not fear, but appreciation for talent. Although you are not a talent in our Spirit Hall."

"I am 125 years old this year, and my strength is level 95. If I hadn't been severely damaged in my early years, I might have been a strong person above level 97."

"And now, after fighting with those three people from the Haotian Sect for a year, I have long since relapsed."

"After entering the Killing City, I lost the power of the soul ring, and my body became even worse."

"Isn't it better for a moment?" Shen Jianxin was slightly stunned. This old man said that he would die today.

"Yes, with my current injuries, even if I don't enter this hell killing field, I won't survive today."

"So, let's decide the outcome with one move."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp white light flashed in the old man's eyes, and a bright silver spear appeared in his hand, and a sharp aura rushed towards his face.

But the old man's head of white hair was withering rapidly, strands flying down, and wrinkles began to appear on his rosy face.

In just a few moments, the old man turned into a half-bald old man.

"The universe is thrown!"

A weak and old voice sounded. The old man raised his hand slightly, and the silver gun in his hand suddenly shot towards Shen Jianxin like an arrow from the string.

Shen Jianxin's face was solemn, he grasped the hilt of the Tiger Soul Sword tightly with both hands, turned the sword's tip downwards, and stabbed it hard towards the ground.

"The second soul skill, heavy sword!"

The Tiger Soul Sword took root on the ground, standing like a shield in front of Shen Jianxin.

Since Shen Jianxin was already in the soul sect realm, the basic weight of the martial soul had also become 200 kilograms. After the second soul ring increase, the weight quadrupled to 3,200 kilograms.

"Ding~"

There was an extremely clear impact sound, and Shen Jianxin's hands holding the Tiger Soul Sword couldn't stop trembling.

His whole body was like an iron plow, shoveling up large pieces of bricks and stones. His body couldn't stop sliding backwards, until he retreated to the edge of the hell killing field. Only then did Shen Jianxin lose all the strength as the soles of his feet emitted smoke.

When he leaned out from behind the Tiger Soul Sword and looked out, he realized that the old man had burned everything he had and turned into a wisp of smoke slowly drifting away.

At the same time, Shen Jianxin also heard a sentence in his mind: "The three people of the Haotian Sect have soul bones, don't waste them."

Shen Jianxin raised his hand to wipe the non-existent sweat on his head: "A throw of the universe?"

"Although I don't know your name or whether you really have any descendants, I still want to thank you for your mercy!"