"What a sharp weapon!"

Amidst the whistling wind, Lin Feng glanced at the bloody wound on his arm and couldn’t help but sigh.

Indeed, a soul soldier is not something an ordinary weapon can compare to.

Lin Feng’s gaze turned to a young man in black not far away. Bu Zheng had mentioned that this man who wielded a curved blade was called Zhou Feng, the Apostle of the Wind Celestial King.

To become an Apostle, one’s strength was truly formidable, even when suppressed. If the strength wasn’t suppressed, unless he revealed all his trump cards, even he would have to flee.

Lin Feng was astonished by Zhou Feng’s strength, and Zhou Feng was equally surprised by the multitude of Lin Feng’s trump cards. Not only did he have a Stand, but he also possessed an Illusion. It’s already lucky for an ordinary person to have one Divine Level soul skill, and Lin Feng actually had two.

Although he had trapped Lin Feng, he was also being held back.

Moreover, he couldn’t truly trap Lin Feng.

Just as he had expected, under his watchful eye, Lin Feng quickly disappeared, and Yun Kai appeared.

Facing the attack of the curved blade, Yun Kai was completely fearless, his whole body glowing with golden light, allowing the blade to strike, creating a shower of sparks.

Yun Kai even stretched out his hand, trying to grab the blade. If not for the blade’s speed, he might have succeeded.

Seeing that he couldn’t do anything to Yun Kai, Zhou Feng retracted his curved blade without any hesitation.

He could restrain Lin Feng, but not Yun Kai.

If the soul soldier was accidentally taken, it would be disastrous.

For a Martial King, if a soul soldier was taken, their combat power would be cut in half at least.

Freed from restraint, Lin Feng flapped his wings and hovered in mid-air, observing the battlefield.

In previous battles, the team which always held the advantage was now at a disadvantage.

This was undoubtedly the most formidable opponent the Avengers Alliance had ever encountered.

Fortunately, Ye Qiu and the others had refined Earth Chart Demon Spirits, which allowed them to resist.

At this moment, Ye Xing had found a man named Tie Lin, who wore Iron Gloves.

Both were evidently pure power-type warriors, clashing without dodging, engaging in fist-to-flesh combat, continuously striking at each other.

With each impact, air explodes with a burst of sound, sending visible ripples in the air. Beneath them, the ground is already tattered, spreading cracks like a spider’s web.

Previously, no one could confront Ye Xing head-on. In terms of power, Ye Xing always had an absolute advantage.

This Tie Lin’s power was evidently not as strong as Ye Qiu’s, but with the soul soldier, he didn’t fall behind, even holding an advantage.

He swung his fists, and the pitch-black Iron Gloves emitted a dark light, under which Ye Xing’s speed was slowed, eventually being hit hard twice, spitting blood.

Though injured, Ye Xing seemed to relish this state.

This is the first time he’s met an opponent in close combat, able to fight without restraint.

He roared, his voice filled with excitement and fighting intent.

Seeing Ye Xing unharmed, Lin Feng looked at the others. Yun Tianqi was fighting Zhou Feng. Both were speed types, fighting while moving, making it difficult for either to gain the upper hand.

Meanwhile, Bu Zheng and Ye Qiu cooperated to tackle two Spirit King strongmen. Though at a disadvantage, Bu Zheng and Ye Qiu relied on the Demon Spirit advantage and the combination of extreme powers of ice and fire to resist stubbornly.

And Little Sister Dong, Chen Tianming, and Yue Mingming guarded He Jun, preventing other enemies from approaching.

Although not strong, both Little Sister Dong and Chen Tianming possessed control-type soul skills, keeping enemies at bay for a short period.

Just as Bu Zheng said, among the eight, Red Spirit was the most troublesome character.

At this moment, Zhan Tianyu and Yu Qiao were dealing with Red Spirit, two against one, yet they seemed a bit helpless.

"We must finish the battle quickly, and can’t expose too many trump cards!"

Lin Feng glanced around. He could sense in the shadows there were many watching them.

Some didn’t even bother to hide, floating openly in mid-air.

Among them, there might be allies, but more likely they were enemies.

Enemies wanting to profit amid the chaos, much like a praying mantis.

Activating the Stand soul skill, Lin Feng and Zhan Tianyu switched places.

"You go help He Jun and the others!"

Yu Qiao said nothing more and blended into the air, vanishing.

"You want to duel me?"

Red Spirit flapped her blood-red wings, smiling at Lin Feng. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

At the same time, a red umbrella appeared above them, emitting a crimson glow.

Under the bloody light, the glowing green mushroom above Lin Feng’s head dimmed considerably.

The wounds that had been healing also stopped, drops of blood being drawn into the red umbrella.

"Your blood will be drained by me!" Red Spirit smiled and said.

"Stop talking, it’s disgusting!"

Lin Feng frowned, waving his hand. The Celestial Punishment Sword appeared in his palm, exuding an evil, bloody aura.

At this moment, Lin Feng’s giant form made the Celestial Punishment Sword look a bit small, almost like a toy.

However, when the Celestial Punishment Sword appeared, Red Spirit’s expression changed, her gaze first of astonishment, then a bit of greed staring at the sword in Lin Feng’s hand.

"Bloodsucking? My sword does the same."

Lin Feng held the Celestial Punishment Sword, and the blood from his wound stopped flowing.

As if sensing a kindred spirit, the Celestial Punishment Sword vibrated intensely in Lin Feng’s hand, as if it wanted to break free from his control.

"It seems quite excited!"

Lin Feng said with a smile, then loosened his right hand. Unrestrained, the Celestial Punishment Sword flew toward the red umbrella in the sky.

Soon, the red umbrella and Celestial Punishment Sword clashed, producing constant metallic clanking sounds.

The other red umbrellas disappeared one after another.