A pair of wings appeared behind Su Mucheng, then moved slightly, and then flew into the air.

"Purple Demonic Eyes."

Activating the Purple Demon Eyes and cooperating with the eagle eye, Su Mucheng did not care about the other soul masters, but quickly searched for the ghosts and ghosts.

"found it."

Su Mucheng quickly locked onto the two figures. The Purple Devil Eyes were already very good at capturing the figure of the agility system soul master. But Gui Mei also had someone with him, so his speed was affected and his target became bigger.

"Martial spirit's true form."

A huge bow appeared in front of Su Mucheng. This time she would use all her strength to kill with one blow.

"Nine soul rings, that's a Titled Douluo! Bow-like weapon soul? Such a chilling aura, who is that? Why is the first soul ring ten thousand years old?"

Everyone in Wuhun Palace retreated. Su Mucheng's movement attracted the attention of all participating teams, and countless doubts arose in their hearts.

Su Mucheng used her martial soul true form, which naturally attracted the attention of Yue Guan and Gui Mei.

"Old ghost, you go first."

"Martial spirit's true form."

Yue Guan pushed the ghost away, not caring about the cold in his body. He activated his martial soul true form and faced Su Mucheng. He wanted to buy time for the ghost.

"Another Titled Douluo."

The appearance of Yue Guan also attracted everyone's attention, and they also understood that this was a battle between two titled Douluo.

"Laoguan."

The ghost stopped. The two had fought together for many years, and he did not want to give up Yueguan.

Without suppressing the coldness in his body, Yue Guan spurted out another mouthful of blood. "Old ghost, you leave. I can't leave, otherwise we will all die."

"Take the initiative to attack, then I will help you." Su Mucheng locked her eyes on Yue Guan and mobilized her soul power.

"The ninth soul skill, three unique formations."

Two figures separated from Su Mucheng's body, one on the left and one on the right. At the same time, there was also the martial soul's real body, which was also divided into three.

Su Mucheng's ninth soul skill is divided into two clones, which can synchronize the main body with an attack, possessing 300% of the power of the main body.

"The ninth soul skill, Emperor Sword."

The ninth soul ring flashed light again, and Su Mucheng's second soul skill of the ninth soul ring was launched. A snow-white sharp long sword was formed, placed on the long bow, and the clones on the left and right did the same thing.

"go."

The sword came out, and in just the blink of an eye, he was in front of Yueguan.

"The sixth soul skill, Golden Core Flowing Clouds."

"Old ghost, let's go."

Looking at the long sword in front of him, Yue Guan knew that he would not survive. However, he still ignored the coldness in his body and desperately gathered his soul power to give the slim hope a try.

"I'm afraid this blow has already surpassed mine." Chen Xin said softly. Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi tightened the scepter in his hand and said nothing.

"Chrysanthemum Pass! Juhua Pass. I didn't expect you to fall here." As his enemy for many years died, Dugu Bo sighed.

As Titled Douluo, Chen Xin and Dugu Bo could naturally see the power of this attack. They both knew that if they resisted forcefully, they would not have the confidence to block it. At this time, Yueguan could only resist forcefully, and his result would not be the same.

It goes without saying.

The three long swords passed through Yue Guan's body silently, and blood spurted out. The martial spirit was shattered, and the vitality in Yue Guan's body quickly passed away, and the figure fell to the ground.

"Laoguan, I will definitely avenge you." Seeing the result of Yueguan, the ghost knew that he could not afford to delay, so he turned into a ghost and disappeared.

"Title Douluo, dead."

Everyone who saw this scene felt a sense of sadness and helplessness in their hearts.

"Who is that person?"

People who recognized Yue Guan all set their sights on Su Mucheng and dared to kill the elder of Wuhun Hall, which naturally aroused everyone's curiosity.

Su Mucheng didn't pay attention to everyone's gazes. She was looking for the ghostly figure. But...

"After all, he is a ninety-five-titled Douluo, and he has his own means of saving his life."

Su Mucheng was not depressed when she did not find the ghost. Ninety-five strength could not threaten her. The real trouble was the soul comprehension skills used by the two of them together.

Now that she has killed one person, her goal has been achieved.

"Ning Fengzhi has met Your Majesty, but I don't know what to call Your Majesty." Ning Fengzhi asked when he saw the battle was over.

Ning Fengzhi had already vaguely sensed Wuhun Palace's ambitions. Now that a new titled Douluo had appeared, he was powerful and still stood on the opposite side of Wuhun Palace, so he naturally wanted to win over and make friends with him.

"My surname is Su, my title is... Wu." Ning Fengzhi wanted to make friends with Su Mucheng, and Su Mucheng had the same idea.

The current Su Mucheng will not hate the entire Wuhun Palace, but the Wuhun Palace must also be disbanded.

In Douluo Continent, the power mastered by soul masters is too strong. There is a huge gap between soul masters and civilians, and naturally there are class distinctions. However, civilians living under the two empires at least still have their own living space.

On the surface, the Wuhun Palace awakens martial souls for the common people, seemingly for the sake of the common people. But their real purpose is just to select talented soul masters for themselves.

Even the subsidies given to low-level soul masters are only given by Wuhun Palace on behalf of the two empires. Those civilians on Douluo Continent do not live under the two empires.

The Wuhun Palace coordinates most of the soul masters on the mainland. If they unified the continent, the status of the soul masters would probably rise infinitely, and civilians would have no dignity and freedom in front of the soul masters, and would even become slaves.

In Su Mucheng's previous life, there were many discussions between Wuhun Palace and Tang San. Many people felt that it would be beneficial for Wuhun Palace to unify the continent.

However, Su Mucheng didn't think so. The Wuhun Palace only represented soul masters, and there were only a few soul masters on the Douluo Continent, and most of them were civilians.

Coupled with the bloodline inheritance characteristics of Wuhun, if one Wuhun Palace can unify the continent, then they will definitely not pay attention to civilian soul masters as they do now. They may even stop awakening Wuhun for civilians in order to consolidate their power. Then the entire Douluo Continent

Su Mucheng couldn't imagine what would happen.

Even if it was for herself and her friends to live a stable life on the mainland, Su Mucheng did not want Wuhun Palace to unify the mainland.

"Martial Douluo?" Ning Fengzhi didn't know where the word "Martial" came from, but he didn't think much about it.

Before he could speak, Su Mucheng said again. "Sect Master Ning, it's inconvenient today. We'll discuss it in detail when we meet in the future. It won't be too long."

After saying that, Su Mucheng came to Yue Guan's corpse. Without soul power to resist, the cold energy in his body exploded, freezing the corpse into an ice sculpture.

Su Mucheng was a little disappointed when she didn't feel any soul power fluctuations from the corpse. The dignified Elder-level Titled Douluo in the Spirit Hall didn't even have a soul bone, which was really pitiful. (I don't know if it doesn't exist, but it doesn't seem to exist in the original work.
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