MM Racing Chapter 272
Chapter 272
'Ding--'
A crisp sound like the intersection of metals resounded through the sky, and the Qiyao Flying Sword Martial Spirit's true form was accurately clamped by Sera's pincers like pliers.
The falling momentum carried by the Qiyao Flying Sword instantly pressed Sera's forward body to the ground.
Only a muffled sound was heard, and Sera's walking-like feet plunged straight into the ground.
"How can the divine body given to me by the Pope be easily defeated by you!"
"what--!"
Sera yelled loudly and used her claws to exert force. Its amazing bite force actually cut the Qiyao Flying Sword into two pieces.
With a crisp sound of 'click', the Qiyao Flying Sword broke into two pieces and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces of soul power and returning to the world.
Feng Xianglin, who was in mid-air, suffered the backlash from the shattered martial soul, and his originally pale face became even paler.
He pressed his chest and took several deep breaths before he managed to swallow the blood in his mouth again.
There was just a dull pain in his chest, which still made his face twist in pain.
"monster..."
He stared at the half-human and half-animal Sera with his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Is this the secret and confidence of your Soul-Taking Cult?"
Sierra pulled her legs out of the soil, raised her head and looked at Feng Xianglin, whose breath was slightly sluggish, with a wild expression on her face and said with a smile:
"You have lived these decades in vain. Not only are you inferior in strength, you don't even have this bit of vision. It really disappoints me!"
She raised her right paw extremely arrogantly, pointed it at Feng Xianglin, and said:
"I'm just one of the most mediocre people in the sect, but you don't even have the ability to fight me to a draw. If your martial soul hadn't had the ability to fly, I would have split you in two right now!"
Although Sera's words were extremely arrogant and mocking, Feng Xianglin had to admit Sera's strength through previous confrontations.
Without the use of soul skills, the physical body possessed by the martial soul can destroy the real body of the Qiyao Flying Sword martial soul. Its power and destructive power can be imagined.
As for what Sera said, she was one of the most mediocre people in the Cult of Souls, Feng Xianglin still had doubts in his heart.
After all, a soul master with Sera's strength would definitely be one of the highest-ranking people in any force.
If a soul master of this level can only be regarded as mediocre among the Soul Capture Cult, then how terrifying will the Soul Capture Cult's strength be?
Feng Xianglin did not dare to continue thinking. He was afraid that his determination would be destroyed by the imagination induced by Sera.
However, Feng Xianglin used his eighth soul skill, the most powerful one, but was still unable to control the situation, which made him worried.
In fact, the purpose of his decision to break up with Serra and other members of the Soul-Taking Cult was to find out the hidden purpose of the Soul-Taking Cult.
On the one hand, it can alleviate the pressure on Fengjian Sect from all parties and allow Fengjian Sect to continue to survive.
Because he knew very well that the Soul-Calling Cult was so high-profile in Kara City. It couldn't just be to win over those idle soul masters who were not determined. There must be a more astonishing purpose behind it.
If no reaction is made, I am afraid that Fengjian Sect and Fengjian Academy may be eaten away bit by bit by the Soul-Calling Cult.
On the other hand, such measures can also be used to indirectly divert the attention of the soul masters in Kara City, cover up the previously criticized behavior of Fengjian Sect, and allow Fengjian Sect to regain its vitality.
It is a pity that no matter what the purpose is, the premise must be to clarify the true purpose of the Soul-Taking Cult before it can achieve its goal.
But through previous battles, Feng Xianglin understood the fact that he alone could not win and kill Sera head-on.
Even if he risked his life and died together with Sera, he would not be able to achieve his goal at all.
Because, around Sera, there are several members of the Soul Resurrection Cult with high soul power.
In desperation, he could only turn his attention to the panicked crowd, trying to find his last hope.
He always had a feeling that Gan Jia was not as simple as it seemed.
Perhaps many difficult tasks that he could not complete were just easy tasks in Gan Jia's eyes.
However, what made him feel even more helpless was that the people in the square had already become a mess due to the aftermath of the previous confrontation.
No matter how hard he searched, he could not find Gan Jia.
"Is God going to destroy our Fengjian Sect..."
Feng Xianglin looked sad, but he still held on to the last bit of his soul power and summoned his martial spirit again.
The seven-ray flying sword glowing with golden light slowly floated in front of him, but it was much more illusory than before.
"Even if I risk my life, I will take you away today!"
Feng Xianglin controlled the Qiyao Flying Sword and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Sera.
As the light on the sword flashed, the golden color turned into a fluorescent green light in an instant.
I saw a burst of fluorescent green light, and a visible soul power was slowly sucked into the sword body by the Qiyao Flying Sword.
And the source of this soul power was none other than Sera, who was on the ground with a look of astonishment.
Feeling the loss of soul power in her body, Sera looked shocked, but she became excited in the blink of an eye.
She subconsciously covered her face with her paws and laughed wildly:
"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that I, Sera, would be so lucky to meet such a rare thing like you here. God is really helping me!"
She slowly lowered her clasps and looked into Feng Xianglin's eyes, full of greed:
"If I can take you back, I will definitely win the favor of the Pope!"
Before she finished speaking, Sera ignored her, seemingly not caring about the loss of soul power in her body.
She took a deep breath and shouted:
"No matter what method you use, leave me the Fengjian Sect's chickens and dogs!"
Before she finished speaking, she slightly bent her legs again and suddenly shot towards Feng Xianglin in mid-air.
Feng Xianglin, who had just used the attributes of Qiyao Flying Sword Wood, had only recovered a little soul power.
Even in a state of complete victory, Feng Xianglin could not guarantee that he could win Sera head-on.
At this moment, the severely injured body, coupled with the incomplete soul power, had no chance of winning against Sera, who could be said to be unscathed.
In desperation, Feng Xianglin could only choose to avoid the edge temporarily and use the convenience of flying ability to deal with Sera first.
He controlled the Qiyao Flying Sword to continue absorbing Sera's soul power, and quickly dodged to the side.
However, his movements were ultimately a step too slow.
Sera's claws only touched Feng Xianglin's arm. Those powerful and heavy claws actually crushed Feng Xianglin's right arm into pieces.
"what--!"
Feng Xianglin suddenly let out a shocking scream.
He was holding the wound on his broken right arm, and a large amount of cold sweat fell from his forehead, and a large amount of bright red blood flowed to the ground together.
Sera showed a cruel smile and said:
"Originally, I was thinking about taking someone back alive, but you are so special, so life or death doesn't matter!"
Before she finished speaking, her and Feng Xianglin's bodies, which were separated from each other, made an extremely shocking move.
I saw her upper body twisted half-circle like a twist.
Without any force, she was in mid-air and used the thorn scorpion tail to wrap around the Qiyao Flying Sword.
With the help of Qiyao Flying Sword, she attacked Feng Xianglin again!
Just when Sera's claws were about to clamp down on Feng Xianglin's waist, a slightly hoarse word suddenly appeared between the two of them.
"It's not good to fight too much, why don't we sit down and have a heart-to-heart talk."