Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 758: Iron Wind Wings

"Go, kill that kid."

The leading Martial Artist from the Kingdom bellowed with command.

His tone carried the weight of authority and a hint of majesty that inadvertently revealed itself.

If not mistaken, this person was no ordinary Martial Artist.

He must be someone like a leader of the Kingdom.

"Wait," called out three Wind Saint Captains.

"Commander Wang, just have your men surround the area."

"But, three sirs," the leading Martial Artist, or Commander Wang, hesitated.

The three Wind Saint Captains spoke coldly, "This kid has impressive strength. Ordinary Martial Artists are merely throwing their lives away in front of him."

"You too."

The Wind Saint Captains glanced behind at the Wind Saint Guards.

"Yes!" Dozens of Wind Saint Guards responded in unison.

Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...

Over a thousand figures instantly flashed and surrounded an area of several kilometers.

Xiao Yi watched with cold eyes. In his view, these people were as good as dead.

On the other side, a surge of Martial Soul Power suddenly erupted from the three Wind Saint Captains.

All three of them were at the Half-step Heavenly Extreme.

And they had resorted to using their Martial Soul’s amplification from the get-go, unleashing their full strength.

It was clear that they did not underestimate Xiao Yi.

Martial Soul Illusions converged upon the three captains.

"Chirp." Three sharp cries, incredibly piercing to the ears.

"Avian-type Martial Souls." Xiao Yi frowned slightly.

Avian-type Martial Souls are known for their speed.

They naturally possess the ability to control the air and an exceptional Wind Control Ability.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

The three of them suddenly launched an attack at Xiao Yi.

In nearly an instant, they were before Xiao Yi.

The wings of the three pairs of Martial Soul Illusions, wrapped in biting Gang Wind, lashed out at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi remained undaunted, sweeping his sword in a wide arc.

Clang...

A chorus of metal clashing echoed.

All three were sent recoiling back dozens of meters.

Xiao Yi was also driven back a dozen meters, his sword-wielding hand tingling.

"Such hard wings," Xiao Yi furrowed his brow.

The Illusory Martial Souls materialized by the three Wind Saint Captains had wings that served as their weapons.

Those wings, sheathed in violent and fierce Gang Wind, became incomparably hard and razor-edged with the wind’s sharpness.

"They have some skills," the three Wind Saint Captains narrowed their eyes and attacked Xiao Yi once more.

Transforming into swift gusts, their speed was extreme.

The three pairs of wings, either sweeping in or thrusting directly, sealed off all of Xiao Yi’s evasive angles.

These three Wind Saint Captains were undoubtedly seasoned and well-trained warriors with immense battle experience.

Xiao Yi delivered a powerful strike with his Blizzard Sword.

Dominant Sword Intent, powerful and heavy, split everything in its path.

No matter how tricky or elusive, one sword strike would do.

Boom... a loud roar.

The three Wind Saint Captains felt as though they had been pounded by several massive mountains, and they were blasted away.

"Hmph," the three Wind Saint Captains snorted coldly as they were sent flying.

Their wings fluttered fiercely, and countless sharp feathers, like multitudes of piercing arrows, shot towards Xiao Yi in an instant.

"Hm?" Xiao Yi raised an eyebrow, his Blizzard Sword danced mysteriously in his hand, and numerous Sword Shadows instantly enveloped a one-meter radius around him.

Nothing could penetrate within one meter.

Clang... clang... clang...

A barrage of dense collision sounds rang out.

The multitude of feathers was completely blocked by the Blizzard Sword.

"Such sharp feathers," Xiao Yi was slightly astonished in his heart.

Each one of those feathers was as hard as a top-grade Spiritual Artifact.

Those wings undoubtedly reached beyond the level of a High Grade Primordial Artifact.

And this was just the power of the Martial Soul Illusion.

Were they to employ additional Primordial Artifacts for amplification, their power would surely increase greatly.

Indeed, almost as soon as the thought crossed Xiao Yi’s mind, a flash of light twinkled on the bodies of the three Wind Saint Captains.

Especially on the wings, a surging aura emerged.

"A flying Primordial Artifact, and it ranks among the high tier," Xiao Yi internally uttered a curse of concern.

Swoosh... The three warriors attacked once more.

Transforming into swift winds, their feathers followed closely.

Their speed had greatly increased.

Xiao Yi’s expression turned grave, "So fast."

Boom...

Xiao Yi reacted extremely quickly, holding his sword horizontally in front of him.

The Blizzard Sword blocked the first Wind Saint Captain who attacked.

But the remaining two, with a hiss, passed by his sides.

The two, like fierce and rapid winds, swept past him.

In the next second, Xiao Yi felt a stabbing pain on both sides of his abdomen.

Two streams of fresh blood spurted out.

Ghastly gashes appeared on both sides of his abdomen, blood flowing profusely.

"Kid, is that all the skill you have?" The three Wind Saint Captains sneered coldly.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes in silence.

Swoosh... Swoosh... Swoosh...

The three launched the same attack again.

Boom...

Xiao Yi slashed with his sword, repelling the first Wind Saint Captain who attacked.

He had just retracted his sword to defend against the other two when it was already too late.

Hiss... Two more piercing sounds.

Xiao Yi was left with two more shocking wounds on his body, blood gushing out.

"Hahahaha, kid, let’s see how many more strikes you can withstand." The three sneered viciously.

All three were at the Half-step Heavenly Extreme.

Under various methods and amplifications, their strength had increased several fold.

Although they hadn’t reached the Heavenly Extreme Realm, their power was infinitely close to it.

Swoosh... Swoosh... Swoosh...

The same battle kept recurring in the high sky.

In just a few minutes, Xiao Yi’s upper garment was already tattered.

Blood had soaked through the entire garment, staining his chest red.

"Damn it," Xiao Yi gritted his teeth.

From a distance, the surrounding Martial Artists sneered as well.

"That kid won’t last much longer."

"Slaughtering his way here, he killed many strong individuals from the affiliated kingdoms of the Wind Saint Empire."

"This time, with the three Wind Saint Captains taking action, his death is certain."

Here, the three Wind Saint Captains repeated the same attack once more.

Xiao Yi’s eyes turned cold, and he heavily struck with his Blizzard Sword.

"Kid, it’s useless, your sword can’t stop the three of us." The three laughed triumphantly.

Boom...

As before, the first Wind Saint Captain to attack was blasted away by Xiao Yi’s sword.

The other two, however, sneered coldly as they passed through from both sides.

But, just at that moment, Xiao Yi suddenly let go of his sword.

His strong arms violently grabbed one of the Wind Saint Captains by the wings.

"Hmm?" One of them had already swept past Xiao Yi.

Another wound was added to Xiao Yi’s body.

The other had not yet managed to wound Xiao Yi before being firmly seized by the wings.

"You have tough wings, don’t you?" Xiao Yi’s voice was as cold as the depths of the ocean.

"How... how is it possible, to catch my Iron Wind Wings with just your bare hands?" Disbelief filled the eyes of the Wind Saint Captain.

Xiao Yi didn’t answer, but instead pulled with all his might.

The wings in his hands were instantly ripped apart.

"Ah." The Wind Saint Captain cried out in pain.

A pair of wings were brutally torn off from his body.

The Martial Soul Illusion instantly dissipated.

"Get lost." Xiao Yi kicked heavily, blasting the Wind Saint Captain in the chest.

"Spurt." The Wind Saint Captain vomited a mouthful of blood as he was sent flying.

In a flash, Xiao Yi appeared behind the Wind Saint Captain.

Just as he appeared, the previously thrown Blizzard Sword perfectly landed in his hand.

Hiss...

With a thrust of his sword, he pierced the Wind Saint Captain’s heart.

From throwing his sword, to tearing off the wings, to sending the man flying and reacquiring his sword...

A series of actions flowed seamlessly, as if all had been calculated beforehand.

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