Chapter 1646
Jealousy, humiliation, and resentment urged them to make sure that even if they didn’t participate in Yutian Soul Race, they would prevent Su Yi from progressing!
"Do you want to be mouse poop?" Su Yi’s eyes filled with anger, he snorted at this foolish behavior of harming others and not benefiting oneself!
"Mouse poop? That’s when you haven’t experienced the despair of struggling without opportunities!"
"Su Yi, you will pay the price for everything you’ve done! Today, you will be buried here!"
Su Yi’s heart sank, these few people had some tricks up their sleeves when fighting with all their might.
The key is that he only has a rebellious soul energy, as a soul master, he only knows half as many soul techniques as they do!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Your last desperate attempt! Su Yi, die! You little scum!"
Over a dozen figures instantly scattered, in just a moment, the vast soul energy fluctuations spread from everyone’s bodies.
The terrifying soul energy, formed and gathered together, instantly merged with the seawater, causing wild waves. Above the empty space, an unparalleled black column vortex twisted like a black python, the overwhelming soul energy causing the space to tremble.
Such a huge gathering of soul energy instantly shattered the space of Broken Sword Sea, and the surrounding seawater flew rapidly in all directions like powder.
Terrifying energy fluctuations emanated from the majestic black tornado, rushing towards Su Yi with ferocity.
"Su Yi, even if we choose someone, that person would be Jun Haotian! You, as an outsider, go away! Hehe!"
Over a dozen disciples from Yutian Palace, filled with a unified hatred, shouted coldly, their killing intent soaring.
Along with the attack of the water pillar tornado, more than a dozen figures swiftly crossed over, and in an instant, the tornado was about to crush Su Yi.
Su Yi turned back and looked at the four people who were still in a focused and calm state, clenching his teeth, he shouted fiercely.
"Get out of my way!"
On the cliff, the sea breeze carried a strong smell of sea water, and rolling dark clouds filled the sky, creating a mysterious and desolate atmosphere.
Staring intensively at the people on the screen, their faces became increasingly serious, and the expression on the faces of those from Lingyue Peak became even more unpleasant.
Han Wulong stood with his hands on his hips, sensing that something was wrong. Instantly, he released a powerful burst of energy, pointing up at the light screen.
The light spot where Su Yi was not only stopped moving forward, but also got surrounded by several new light spots.
"What’s going on? How did they surround Su Yi? What the heck, who dares block my daughter?"
In the quiet and peaceful atmosphere, Han Wulong suddenly erupted, causing everyone present to feel a suffocating pressure. Even the air seemed to freeze, filled with a deadly killing intent.
A few ordinary elders who seemed uneasy just a moment ago stepped back slightly. Long Poshan and Luo Wuya’s faces also became very serious, remaining silent.
"Boom!"
Duanmu Xiaoman, standing in the front, suddenly sighed and gently lifted her white long sleeve. Her deep and profound eyes extinguished Han Wulong’s pressure in the empty space with ease.
No traces remained, everything returned to calmness, without causing any ripples.
"Try yelling one more time?" Duanmu Xiaoman’s seemingly casual words concealed a terrifying killing intent. Immediately, everyone gasped in cold air. It seems that Palace Master Duanmu is indeed furious.
Han Wulong raised his eyebrows and knew that Duanmu Xiaoman was not easy to deal with. He immediately bowed.
There was a fierce killing intent in his tiger-like eyes as he stared at the ordinary elders in the distance. It was not their idea. Who had the audacity to attack Su Yi and the others?
Su Yi had a bet with the Palace Master, Han Yurou was Han Wulong’s daughter, and there were three people from Elder Gu Yue. How could ordinary disciples have the courage to touch them?
"Palace Master Duanmu, it’s not me, Han Wulong, causing trouble. Take a look, Su Yi and the others are being surrounded!" Han Wulong said.
"Whoosh!"
Immediately, on the screen of light, all the elders focused their attention on Su Yi’s position. Gu Yue, Guan Lan, and the others frowned, their faces darkening.
"Speak! Did you bastards instigate this?"
"Han Wulong, don’t be offensive!" Several ordinary elders from Yutian Palace suddenly blushed and looked at Palace Master Duanmu, afraid that Duanmu Xiaoman would suddenly burst out in anger.
Duanmu Xiaoman turned around leisurely and looked at Han Wulong, saying, "It’s okay for Su Yi to crush others, but no one else can retaliate?"
"Master Duanmu of the palace, what do you mean?" Han Wulong’s face gradually darkened, and several strong members of the Wuliang School stepped forward, filled with powerful energy and a sense of killing.
A hint of chill flashed through Duanmu Xiaoman’s cool eyes, as she softly spoke, "If Su Yi can’t overcome such a small challenge, what use is he?"
"Yes! This whole thing is a chaotic battle! Han Wulong, don’t just protect your own family members!"
"Hmph, are the members of the Wuliang School only good at one-on-one fights?"
"If you think Yutian Soul Race is just child’s play, then go home already! Don’t embarrass yourself here!"
Upon hearing Duanmu Xiaoman’s words, a few ordinary elders from Gongque Lake became arrogant and started mocking Han Wulong.
In an instant, Han Wulong’s body filled with strong energy, and boundless killing intent surged towards several disciples of the Yutian Palace. The disciples’ eyes widened as they swallowed nervously.
With a slight smirk, Han Wulong’s eyes were filled with disdain as he said softly, "Hmph! Trash!"
Afterwards, Han Wulong walked over to Elder Gu Yue’s side and whispered, "Senior Gu Yue, what should we do?"
Gu Yue, Long Poshan, and Luo Wuya looked up suddenly and saw a light in the sky. They felt a moment of unease and said, "Let’s trust Su Yi!"
"Gu Yue, Luo Wuya, Long Poshan, come here!" Duanmu Xiaoman stood at the edge of the cliff, floating in mid-air. The overwhelming presence of her soul started to tremble, and there was a crisp sound as the space tore apart.
"Boom!"
A deep and thunderous voice echoed, and a tear-shaped crack appeared in space. Duanmu Xiaoman’s hair fluttered as she spoke to the three of them.
"I entrust everything here to you. Handle any matters properly!"
Then, Duanmu Xiaoman looked towards the depths of the sea, where a strong energy fluctuation faintly appeared. Her eyes became focused, and before leaving, she sent a message to Gu Yue through spiritual energy.
"Something unusual is happening in Broken Sword Sea. I’ll go twenty thousand meters deep first! Gu Yue, you take the lead!"
"Whoosh!"
A chilling spatial wave condensed, and under its sharp aura, everyone felt a sudden tremor in their hearts. As the figure disappeared, Long Poshan asked Gu Yue, "What did Palace Master just say to you?"