As Dongfang Jing approached the refined man from behind.
"Pfft!"
Two dull thuds of sharp blades piercing flesh rang out almost simultaneously.
The Soul King who was walking towards the Eastern Mirror, and the refined Soul Saint who was standing still, both stopped abruptly at this moment.
The next second, two heads filled with terror and confusion shot into the sky.
Hot blood gushed from his neck like a fountain, turning the pristine white snow crimson.
Between the starting point and the ending point of Dongfang Jing's movement, a path of light and shadow shimmering with colorful hues was dragged out by the butterfly wings behind him, leaving a magnificent trail in the air.
With a flick of his arm, Dongfang Jing shook off all the blood droplets stained with the mirror blade that had been gathered on his arm armor.
A Soul King and a Soul Saint were instantly killed!
The others who witnessed this scene were all petrified on the spot, their bodies stiff, unable to react for a long time.
Dongfang Jing's fourth soul skill, Radiant Butterfly Dance.
After the armor is formed, it will increase his movement speed by 450% for thirty seconds!
Furthermore, with each movement he makes, he leaves a "butterfly shadow light path" between the starting point and the ending point.
The light path will remain for ten seconds without dissipating, and its trajectory will be a butterfly-shaped light and shadow that extends along the moving path.
Anyone who comes into contact with the light path will experience a continuous distortion of their vision, making it difficult to lock onto targets, and their ability to accurately judge the Eastern Mirror and its reflection will be greatly reduced.
This is a pure speed-boosting soul skill, with accompanying group soft control and restriction effects.
But the most important thing is the speed boost, which is so high that it makes him ridiculously fast!
Of course, if the Soul Saint and Soul King had used their Soul Skills to defend themselves beforehand, Dongfang Jing wouldn't have been able to kill them so easily with a single blow.
But this is a battle for our lives.
Dongfang Jing never gives the enemy any chance to react.
With the death of their refined leader, the remaining enemies were thrown into complete disarray.
Run! Run!
Someone let out a piercing scream, and the rest of the people snapped out of their daze, turned around and ran away in terror, wishing they had more legs.
However, their struggles seemed utterly futile in the face of Dongfang Jing's bizarre positional shifts and extreme speed.
Dongfang Jing's figure once again transformed into a streak of light, weaving through the crowd.
Each time he appeared, he left behind a dazzling trail of butterfly-like light, accompanied by a piercing scream.
Those desperate criminals couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes; their vision was filled with distorted light and shadow.
Immediately afterwards, a chill ran down my neck.
One, two, three...
People kept falling, their blood staining an even larger patch of snow.
In the end, only the four former teammates who had betrayed Haote remained.
They collapsed to the ground, a foul stench emanating from their crotches; they were so terrified they wet themselves.
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Brother Haote! We were wrong! We were really wrong!"
"We'll never do it again!"
They kowtowed and begged for mercy in the direction of Haote, tears streaming down their faces.
Haote looked at his former companions, his face full of complex emotions.
But Dongfang Jing didn't hesitate for a moment.
If they are capable of betraying their teammates and committing murder and robbery, can you honestly say they haven't taken the lives of innocent people?
He, Dongfang Jing, will play the bad guy.
Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free.
Whoosh!
The butterfly's shadow flashed by, and four heads rolled off with a thud.
Thirty seconds later, the mirror armor dissipated, and the wind and snow continued.
However, this snowy field has been completely turned into a slaughterhouse.
More than a dozen heads lay scattered in the pool of blood, their eyes wide open in death.
Haote stared blankly at everything, feeling somewhat dazed.
He couldn't help but recall that a few years ago, in the frozen forest, this boy had been just as decisive.
They were killing their own teammates, and every strike was aimed at slicing off the opponent's head—it was absolutely terrifying!
So many years have passed, but his ruthless nature hasn't changed at all!
Bao Hua, who was hiding behind Hao Te, looked at the mess on the ground and smelled the strong smell of human blood in the air that even the wind and snow could not cover up. Her stomach churned and she could no longer hold back. She leaned against a snowdrift and dry heaved.
What a ruthless person...
Is he really not a fallen soul master?
Dongfang Jing walked up to Haote, his face expressionless.
"The stench of blood here might attract nearby spirit beasts. Let's leave first."
Haote then came to his senses and nodded seriously.
He helped Baohua, who was still vomiting, to her feet. Under Dongfang Jing's deliberate guidance, the three of them headed in the opposite direction from the cave where Xue Di and Bing Di were located, which was the exit of the far north.
...
The three of them trudged through the ankle-deep snow.
On the way, Haote also explained to Dongfang Jing the reasons why he was being chased.
It's that teammate's greed got the better of them again, and they killed someone to steal the treasure.
Dongfang Jing listened quietly, his expression unchanged.
He just sighed silently to himself and complained, "Brother Haote, maybe you shouldn't team up with strangers? Your judgment is a bit questionable."
Haote chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Sigh, I've been thinking about that too."
He waved his hand, not wanting to bring up this unpleasant matter again.
"Let's not talk about me anymore, Little Mirror. What are you doing here?"
"Seriously, you've already cultivated to the Soul Emperor level?!"
Haote looked the boy up and down, still unable to fully recover from the shock.
Although he had long known that Dongfang Jing was exceptionally talented, this was simply too outrageous!
It's only been a few years?
The boy who once needed my help to protect him and hunt for spirit rings has now surpassed me in cultivation!
Dongfang Jing smiled but did not answer directly.
"Didn't my older brother also break through level 60 and become a Soul Emperor?"
"Since we parted ways, a lot has happened to me."
He gave the reason he had already prepared: "I took a titled Douluo as my teacher, and she brought me to this far north for training. I happened to find you being chased by villains, so I came to help you."
As Dongfang Jing spoke, he paused slightly, revealing a hint of urgency at just the right moment: "Now that the matter is resolved, I should go back."
Haote was a man of rough exterior but keen insight, and he immediately realized that Dongfang Jing seemed to have something urgent to attend to.
After a long separation, Dongfang Jing wanted to catch up with Haote.
But it seems there's little chance now.
Sister Xue'er and Sister Bing'er will be waking up soon, we can't delay any longer.
Dongfang Jing prepared to bid farewell to Haote.
"So that's how it is."
Hao nodded, his face full of relief and gratitude.
He patted Dongfang Jing on the shoulder: "Then you should go find your teacher quickly, don't keep her waiting."
"This place isn't far from the exit to the far north. Be careful on your way back."
"Thank you so much this time, you saved my life again."
Dongfang Jing shook his head.
"Brother, you're too kind. If it weren't for your righteousness back then, I wouldn't be where I am today."
As he spoke, he reached out and gently touched the Gemini vortex.
A pale purple Ganoderma lucidum with an umbrella-shaped top appeared in his hand.
The stem of the Ganoderma lucidum is emerald green, with nine leaves growing on it, emitting a strange and refreshing fragrance.
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