Chapter 173 Successful Escape
At the exit of the Soul Beast Forest, pursuers from the Spirit Hall arrived. The eight people dispersed and blocked the gate, preparing to catch the turtle in the dream.

The three men in purple clothes were impatient. They stepped through the exit and strode inside, eager to perform a great deed.

Feng Baichen's eyes narrowed and he stopped. There was a dangerous aura.

Deep in the forest, there was a chilling soul force emanating, freezing to the bone, as if there was a killer inside, crawling after its prey.

"Come back!" Feng Bailong shouted loudly, trying to call the three people back.

His usual caution reminded him that the people inside were definitely not simple and could be very dangerous. Those who dared to take the rabbit must have a large number of people, and they were certainly not villains.

The three men walked into the Soul Beast Forest with contemptuous smiles. Their figures had disappeared long ago and no shouting was heard.

"Master, should we go in?" asked a disciple of Fengjian Sect.

The four of them also have sword-type martial souls, at the Soul Emperor level, holding blood-red swords, which are somewhat different from Feng Baichen's martial souls.

"what!"

Before Feng Bailong could open his mouth, there was a commotion in the forest. A shrill scream of excruciating pain was heard, echoing through the sky and clouds.

"Oh no, Sect Master! Something has happened to them!" The disciples of Fengjian Sect shouted in a panic.

Obviously, the screams just now were made by the three purple-robed cardinals, and they might have been killed.

Feng Bailong had an ugly look on his face, those three were the deacons of the Spirit Hall, although their status was not high, if something happened under his command, it would be difficult for him to report to his superiors.

"These idiots!" He cursed and rushed in with his four disciples, heading deep into the forest.

Five people rushed inside. The exit door was open and no one was guarding it.

At this moment, a black shadow streaked across the dark night sky, flew over the city wall, and soared into the distance.

On the other side, in the dark forest
Chen Xuan swung the Kusanagi sword, and with a bang, the last corpse fell to the ground. The body was separated and the blood stained the soil. This was the place where the three purple-robed cardinals would stay forever.

The three men came quickly and died quickly. A dignified level 60 Soul Emperor died forever without putting up any resistance.

Chen Xuan was breathing heavily, his body shaking slightly, and he looked exhausted.

"Sure enough, this ability consumes too much energy when used by multiple people." He wiped the tears and blood from the corners of his eyes. The kaleidoscope in his left eye had been closed. The side effects were too great and he could not use it in the short term.

Chen Xuan took out a pill and swallowed it quickly, and his consumed soul power and physical strength slowly recovered.

Just now, he buried a kunai in the soil, deliberately making a noise to lure the three purple-robed cardinals over.

The three of them were extremely confident and not on guard at all, and they really walked into the trap unknowingly.

Chen Xuan decisively activated the Flying Thunder God Technique, teleported into the crowd, and used the pupil technique of Kaleidoscope's left eye - Time Prohibition. At such a close distance, even a Soul Saint could not dodge, let alone the three low-level Soul Emperors.

The end result was that he consumed a portion of his pupil power, controlled the three purple-robed cardinals, and completed the instant kill.

Chen Xuan rubbed his eyes gently. The vision in his left eye had deteriorated again. His field of vision was a little blurry, like a normal person with mild myopia.

The two eye techniques of his Mangekyō Sharingan are actually more inclined towards single-target attacks. When there are a large number of people, the consumption of eye power increases accordingly, and the burden on him naturally increases.

If I were just using pupil techniques on a Soul Emperor, it would be easy and not as tiring as it is now.

"They're coming so fast." Chen Xuan smacked his lips, sensing that five people were approaching.

His physical and spiritual power have not yet fully recovered, but it is enough. He has never thought about defeating that Soul Douluo.

"Xiao Wu should have escaped." Chen Xuan muttered. He opened his perception ability and saw that the breath of Xiao Wu and the big bird was fading away and gradually disappearing.

Fifty meters away, Feng Baichen and four sect disciples had approached and discovered Chen Xuan's trace.

"Master, the rabbit seems to have escaped." One of them said anxiously.

They searched the area around and explored every hidden place, but there was no trace of the 100,000-year-old soft-bone rabbit.

Moreover, apart from the young man in front, there was no one else within a few hundred meters.

Feng Bailong's face was calm and composed, showing no emotion at all, as if he knew it in advance.

He said calmly, "The news has spread. Lordiala should take action. It's no use for the rabbit to get through the checkpoints. There are countless people waiting for her to fall into the trap."

The four nodded in confusion, not quite sure. It seemed that Sect Master Feng let the rabbit escape on purpose.

"Let's take that kid's head first, so we can report to His Holiness the Pope." Feng Bailong said in a deep voice, holding a lush green sword and pointing it at the young man fifty meters away.

Seeing that his whereabouts were exposed, Chen Xuan simply stopped hiding and walked out from behind the boulder to face the five powerful men.

"Boy, who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of our Spirit Hall? Do you want to die?" A Wind Sword Sect disciple said gloomily, summoning his spirit while approaching. The others were puzzled, and were very puzzled. The person who could take the rabbit away must be at least a strong man with level 90 spirit power. The young man in front of them was at the Soul King level, how could he be a Titled Douluo.

They were the first group of people to go out, and they didn't know that Chen Xuan was also wanted, and his priority was even higher than Xiao Wu.

“The humidity is good.”

Chen Xuan retracted his gaze. The water content in the air was not small. He looked at the person who came and said while forming a seal: "It's just the Spirit Hall. Let alone your Pope coming in person, even if a god came, I would still intervene."

The faces of the Fengjian Sect's disciples suddenly turned cold. The Spirit Hall was so powerful that Tiandou and Xingluo pale in comparison. The other party was speaking wildly and did not take the Spirit Hall seriously. How arrogant!

"Boy, do you know what you are doing?" The disciple of Fengjian Sect had a gloomy face.

"Stop talking nonsense and fight if you want."

Facing four Soul Emperors and a Soul Douluo alone, Chen Xuan remained unfazed, holding the cyan gold spear and facing them calmly.

Before rescuing Xiao Wu, he had already prepared for the worst and was mentally prepared, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Feng Bailong was speechless, and couldn't help but admire this young man a little more. It was truly rare for someone at the Soul King level to be able to look down on him, a Soul Douluo, without fear.

With a little admiration in his eyes, he said, "Your bearing is quite good, but your strength is a little weak."

"Master, there is no need to waste time. Let me take this kid's head." The disciple of Fengjian Sect had cold eyes and murderous intent.

The next moment, a black soul ring lit up under his feet, his aura surged, the ground melted, and turned as red as blood, and a red sword emerged and was held in his hand.

"Boy, you dare to go against the Spirit Hall, go down and repent, and die!"

brush!
The disciple of Fengjian Sect turned into a black shadow and approached in an instant at an extremely fast speed. The long sword in his hand burst into blood light and was surrounded by murderous aura. He stabbed it towards Chen Xuan's forehead.

"You are not qualified to kill me." Chen Xuan snorted coldly. When the last seal fell, there was a "chi" sound and the spear emitted lightning and crackling sounds.

"Arrogant!" The Fengjian Sect's disciple shouted loudly, the blood and energy in his body surged to the peak, and the air was shaking.

Clang!
In the dark forest, lightning flashed brightly, blood-red air swirled, and clanging sounds were heard, illuminating the old trees.

Chen Xuan completed the seal with one hand, and then used the remaining force of the opponent's attack to jump into the air.

"Art fire escape ho fireball!"

With a whoosh, heat waves rolled, and a fireball with a diameter of seven or eight meters appeared, shooting downwards with scorching heat.

"Sword formation strangles!" The disciple of Fengjian Sect shouted, his soul power exploded, and he swung the blood-red sword.

A large amount of sword energy intertwined and burst out, with a cold and bloody light and sharp edge, which directly split the blazing fireball, and then was extinguished by countless sword energies.

"Is this your soul skill? Nothing more than that!" The disciple of Fengjian Sect sneered with a disdainful smile on his face.

The fireball was about seven or eight meters in size, with blazing flames. It looked extremely terrifying, but in fact, it was just a lot of thunder but no rain, and was vulnerable to any attack.

Chen Xuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"It's over kid, this is your last chance. Leave your name. I don't kill nameless people." The disciple of Fengjian Sect was calm and had an attitude of being sure of victory.

However, he did not notice that there was a strange stone lying under his feet with a line of small words written on it.

"It's indeed over." Chen Xuan smiled and then swung the cyan gold spear.

brush!
In an instant, his figure suddenly disappeared without a trace, even his breath was wiped out, as if he had evaporated from the world.

In the distance, Feng Bailong saw this scene and his face changed drastically. All of his Soul Douluo-level soul power burst out and he rushed out quickly.

"Junior, stop it!" he shouted and sprinted at full speed.

Unfortunately, it's all too late.

The disciples of Fengjian Sect were still wondering why the sect leader was so impatient, but the next moment they were no longer confused, because the disappeared young man actually appeared.

When the yellow flash appeared, Chen Xuan returned to reality and fired the shot without any hesitation.

The disciples of Fengjian Sect had high skills, but they launched an attack so suddenly at such a close distance that no one could react.

puff!
There was no miracle. A gunshot was fired, piercing his throat and blood splattered. As the gun tip was too big, his neck was almost cut off, leaving only skin and flesh connected, and it was bloody. There was no chance of survival.

The disciple of Fengjian Sect coughed up blood, his eyes filled with unwillingness and confusion. He felt really aggrieved and unwilling. How could he die like this?

(End of this chapter)