The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 4255

A fierce battle ensued.

A large number of people of the Purple Sword Sect rushed over with lightning momentum.

Austin's slaves and the senior members of the Lin Clan being all divine gods were not intimidated by the sheer number of the enemy.

For a moment, the two opposing armies were locked in an intense fight.

"Master, there are too many enemies. We are outnumbered!"

Left with no choice, Austin's slaves as well as a dozen senior members of the Lin Clan began to retreat.

The number of people from the Purple Sword Sect was too overwhelming.

"Okay, order all our people to come out of the city right now!"

Garth yelled his command.

Then a senior member of the Lin Clan sent the order to the Red Sword City.

Immediately, reinforcements from the Lin Clan rushed out to assist the existing troops out in the field. They also fought fiercely against the army of the Purple Sword Sect.

The Lin Clan had grown into a massive clan with a large number of members.

By this time, at least in numbers, the two sides were tied.

"It's really a challenging task to subdue a semi-governing god."

Austin was still trying to activate the puppet strings to target Elder Roland's spiritual soul.

Elder Roland's spiritual soul had been tightly wrapped in heavy and dense puppet strings as if trapped inside a giant cocoon.

Despite the strength of the puppet strings, his spiritual soul was still so powerful that it allowed him to wiggle and struggle albeit desperately.

In addition, as a semi-governing god, he had practiced many high-level secret skills of the spiritual soul. He used each of them to counter any aggression from the puppet strings.

"Damn you all!

Get off of me!"

Elder Roland summoned every ounce of strength that he could muster to release endless sword lights and tried to slash at Austin.

At the same time, he brought out all the magic treasures he had collected in his lifetime, activated them all together and launched them toward Austin.

He was giving the fight of his life with everything he had got.

It was a matter of life and death and he needed to escape at all costs.

However, none of the sword lights he created imposed any threat on Austin. Instead, they were all absorbed by Austin and were turned into nourishment for the world of swordsmanship in his body.

Likewise, Austin easily blocked and disarmed all of Elder Roland's magic treasures.

For a moment, they were at a stalemate.

While Elder Roland didn't have much power to fight, it was still difficult for Austin to subdue him and turn him into a slave.

"Arrgghhh... Please stop!

I know you are awesome! Everybody does!

I admit that it's my fault!

Please just let me go!

How about this? If you release me, I will give you whatever you want and I will obey your every command.

I can give you all the wealth, power and secret swordsmanship that you have been dreaming of.

I can also give you as many beautiful women as you'd want!"

Elder Roland kept shouting and begging Austin.

Fear and regret were evident in his voice. He shouldn't have offended Austin and fought with him.

"You can cry all you want, but it's too late for that now!"

Austin snapped back, refusing his offer.

Now that things were halfway done, Austin had no reason to give up.

"Arrgghhh..."

Frustrated, Elder Roland kept roaring ferociously.

It was known to all that the spiritual soul was the most fundamental part for a warrior.