Chapter 96 Qian Renxue: One Fallen, One Fallen!
"Ah? Oh..." Qian Renxue nodded, seemingly understanding, then turned her gaze to Jiang Nian.
The Heavenly Dao Umbrella in his hand slowly rotated, spreading an extremely cold energy throughout the tavern.
Five soul rings hovered beneath his feet, causing all the fallen ones present to gasp in shock.
"Soul... Soul King?! Such a young Soul King?!"
"And his soul rings, what age are they?!"
"No... I feel like this kid is coming for us..."
He looked at his companion in horror.
Just moments ago, they were chatting and drinking, eating and drinking.
Now... their entire bodies were frozen solid?!
"Still eating? I'm here to kill you."
Jiang Nian's Heavenly Dao Umbrella instantly severed his head, a flash of silver light in his pupils, as he casually swapped places with another fallen one.
Bang!
A thousand-year soul skill struck the unfortunate fellow directly, who died without understanding why he was there.
"Damn it! This guy's soul skill can actually swap positions with objects?!"
Before she could even finish her complaint, a dense barrage of ice spikes rained down from the sky, crashing into the tavern.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Soon, over a dozen people were turned into pincushions, their life force rapidly draining away.
Qian Renxue watched as the killing intent within these fallen ones surged rapidly.
She didn't know why, but she just felt like she was born to kill these people.
"Angel's Sword!"
She joined the battle, killing these fallen ones who hadn't even reached Soul King level, as easily as slicing vegetables.
Her first kill felt neither disgust nor guilt.
Instead, she grew increasingly excited.
Jiang Nian couldn't help but glance at her, wondering if it was the Angelic lineage, which had risen to power by killing fallen ones, and the genes etched into their bloodline had awakened.
"Stop! Or don't blame me for being impolite!"
Suddenly, a six-ring Soul Emperor stepped forward, his face grim as he stared at Jiang Nian.
"I'm too lazy to waste words with you, you're not worthy to listen! Take this sword!" When Qian Renxue saw the expert arrive, her fifth Soul Ring instantly emitted a dazzling light.
"Fifth Soul Skill—Divine Sword!"
The phantom of a six-winged angel hovered behind her, and the golden angel sword suddenly unleashed several sword energies.
The Soul Emperor's face paled in shock, and he hurriedly put on a defensive stance to try and block.
However, facing Qian Renxue now, even with his top-tier defensive Martial Soul, he was helpless.
Bang!
A dazzling meteor streaked across the sky, and Mei Jibai's body rolled several times before finally coming to a stop.
His aura gradually dissipated.
"Dead...dead?!"
"Mei Jibai was a Soul Emperor! Who would have thought he'd be killed in a single sword strike?!"
"Hiss...who are these two young people?! How dare they cause trouble in the City of Slaughter!"
"Quick, quick, don't get caught in the crossfire."
In an instant, many onlookers left, leaving the tavern filled only with ice sculptures and corpses.
Jiang Nian returned to the bar, ignoring the terrified bartender.
"Get lost."
"Yes...thank you, sir!"
Qian Renxue stared at the panicked figure, deftly throwing her Angel Sword.
Clang!
Her body was pinned to the wall, dying without understanding what she had done.
"Xiaoxue, why did you kill her?"
"Hmph! Who told her to touch your hand just now! You taught me, 'Cut the weeds at the root, or they'll grow back in the spring breeze.'"
"..."
Jiang Nian shut his mouth, pretending he hadn't said anything.
Outside, one group left, another arrived.
They all seemed to be just there to watch the show.
"Xiao Jiang, what do we do now? We've killed so many people, won't some powerful figures come after us?" Qian Renxue looked at the Fallen outside, her palms itching.
If only she could kill a few more...
"They definitely will, but this isn't the true entrance to the Killing City, so the Fallen aren't that strong."
Jiang Nian came here for two reasons: first, to see what the Fallen were like; and second, to see blood.
His tolerance was quite strong; he felt no discomfort, only the thrill of killing.
Surprisingly, Qian Renxue was even more excited than him...
"Two distinguished guests who have come from afar, daring to kill members of our Madman's Society, don't you owe me an explanation?"
A middle-aged man with a scarred face walked over, arms crossed, looking at the corpses on the ground with great surprise.
Could these two be geniuses from some powerful force?
"An explanation? What kind of explanation do you want from me?" Jiang Nian asked calmly.
"One, join our Madman's Guild."
"Two, die here today."
With that, seven spirit rings floated beneath Mei Gaowan's feet.
Yellow, purple, black, black, black.
Such a configuration was already quite impressive.
In the continent, he would probably be a renowned powerhouse.
Behind him, ten others had also awakened their martial souls: eight Soul Kings and two Soul Emperors.
Jiang Nian glanced at them and chuckled softly, "What if I don't agree..."
He suddenly tossed his wine glass over, but Mei Gaowan only glanced at it, not taking it to heart.
However, the next second, his pupils constricted sharply.
"Thousand Birds!"
A piercing thunderclap reached everyone's ears, and Jiang Nian's otherwise plain face was covered in purple light.
Arcs of lightning flashed, and birds cried out.
*Duang!*
Before he could react, the Soul King fell into a pool of blood, dying without even knowing how.
"Bastard!"
"Fifth Spirit Skill, Blood Slaughter Hand!" Mei Gaowan was completely enraged, preparing to forcefully kill the guy in front of him.
If he let him go, there would be endless trouble in the future!
"Heavenly Hand Strength!"
He randomly swapped positions with one of his subordinates. The unlucky fellow, despite activating his Martial Soul, never expected his powerful Soul Skill to hit him.
Bang!
His body exploded into a bloody mist, splattering blood onto the clothes of those around him. They stared in disbelief at the boy who was now floating outside.
What kind of Soul Skill was that?!
Which Soul Master could react to that?!
"Holy Fire!"
Boom!
Qian Renxue unleashed a burst of scorching flames, causing many Fallen Ones to flee in terror. Mei Gaowan's face darkened; he dared not underestimate them.
The strength of these two was truly terrifying.
And this Martial Soul…
Six Wings?!
Could they be from the Spirit Hall?!
And this kid's Martial Soul is an umbrella; could he be that Holy Son?!
Damn it! Why would he be wandering around the City of Slaughter for no reason?
Aren't they afraid of being ambushed and killed by the Fallen Ones of Soul Douluo?!
"Ahem... Gentlemen and ladies, we have no grudge against you. Perhaps our Madman Society should apologize?"
"If I hadn't been forced into this, I wouldn't want to become a Fallen One..."
"Besides, I've only been a member for six months..."
Qian Renxue snorted coldly, her angelic light growing even more solemn and majestic.
"Once a Fallen One, always a Fallen One!"
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