Chapter 4270 Subduing Slaves

"Are you really trying to escape now? Really?

It's too late!"

Austin burst into laughter, as thousands of red puppet strings continued to shoot out of his Soul Sea.

These strings were aimed at the divine gods of the Purple Sword Sect.

The battle had lasted for about four hours and these divine gods were tired, their fighting power having declined to a large extent.

This made it easy for Austin to subdue them.

"Ahhh! What the hell are these threads? Get out of my Soul Sea!"

"Damn it! My spiritual soul is attacked!"

A number of divine gods screamed in pain.

An attack on the spiritual soul was one of the most severely painful things that could ever happen to a cultivator.

"Run! All divine gods, run!"

Winslow and the two superior elders were terrified at the scene unfolding before them.

"You must have used some kind of vicious secret spiritual soul skill to harm the divine gods of our sect!"

Winslow roared at Austin as he watched the divine gods who were screaming in pain.

"You're right! He must have!"

the two superior elders echoed Winslow.

"Everyone! Use your secret spiritual soul skills to attack that brat!"

a superior elder roared,

thinking it might be effective for them

to use their secret spiritual soul skills to deal with Austin's.

Boom!

Every member of the Purple Sword Sect released their spiritual senses and used the secret spiritual soul skills they had cultivated to attack Austin.

In the void where they were fighting, the overwhelming spiritual soul energy rushed towards Austin like a raging tide and submerged his body.

"Oh?

You're sending in a spiritual soul attack?"

Austin sneered.

He had four magic treasures of the spiritual soul: the spiritual tree, the spiritual heart, the spiritual dragon, and the Chaotic Ice Lotus. Of these, the spiritual tree, the spiritual heart, and the spiritual dragon could absorb all kinds of spiritual soul energy.

Austin wasn't afraid of other people's spiritual soul attacks

unless their spiritual senses were far stronger than hi

He only hoped that the sword array could buy him some time.

But he didn't expect it to be useless.

Austin's plain sword light penetrated the seemingly powerful sword array easily, as if it were nothing more than a thin piece of paper.

It caught up with the superior elder in an instant.

Crack!

Crack!

It cut off the superior elder's limbs in two sharp swipes.

"Aaaaaahhh!"

the elder screamed in pain.

"Stop it!"

Winslow's eyes were wide as saucers as he stared, horrified, at this scene in the distance. He wanted to make his way to the elder and help him.

"Sect leader, let's run away!

We can't waste our time here.

If we do, our sect will be annihilated!

Even if the three of us fight together, we won't be a match for him.

And the Purple Sword Sect will be doomed if we all die here today!

We cannot destroy the long-established Purple Sword Sect.

Let's take this opportunity and escape.

Conserve our strength first, and then we will find a way to deal with this brat,"

another superior elder tried to persuade Winslow.

"I..."

Winslow wasn't convinced, but he could do nothing.

He knew that what the superior elder was saying was true.

"Let's go!"

he finally said, gritting his teeth and turning around to run in the opposite direction as fast as he could.

The superior elder followed him into the distance.