Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Two powerful energies collided in the air, making a loud noise, and the nearby forest shook as if it was about to be torn apart.

The starlight hit Chen Shihua's body and made a loud noise. Chen Shihua was thrown away by the starlight and hit a big tree.

Chen Shihua struggled to stand up. His body was in pain, as if he had no strength to support him.

His face was pale and he was sweating profusely, but he didn't make any sound.

Xingye Douluo was also hit by Chen Shihua's sword and made a muffled sound. His body rolled in the air and was knocked back twenty or thirty steps when he landed on the ground.

However, a few breaths later, Xingye Douluo walked towards Chen Shihua step by step, with a cold light shining in his eyes.

He knew that this Chen Family Contra had reached its limit, and he only needed to launch one more attack to end this battle.

But Chen Shihua did not give up. He clenched the sword in his hand and his body began to tremble.

"Rest in peace! The fifth soul skill - Breath of the Starry Night!"

Xingye Douluo pointed his finger forward, and countless starlight threads instantly flew out from his fingertips, like agile silver snakes, cutting towards Chen Shihua.

"The fourth soul skill - Sword of the Universe!"

From a distance, a sword-shaped light beam shot out of the sky. This light beam burst out with intense light in mid-air, like a bright lightning between heaven and earth.

The light beam instantly formed a huge ball of light, blocking Xingye Douluo's star attack.

"Who is it?" Xingye Douluo asked in surprise.

"Old Xingye, you want to kill my brother in front of me, but you're a little too far behind!" Chen Cong walked from far to near with nine soul rings, his voice was gentle and confident.

His figure flashed in the air and appeared in front of Xingye Douluo as if teleporting.

He had just seen Xingye Douluo's attack and Chen Shihua's vigorous resistance at a glance. Of course, he would not watch Chen Shihua being killed by Xingye Douluo.

"Title Douluo! Sword Master Chen Yu?" Xingye Douluo's eyes became solemn, "No, you are Qiankun Jian Chen Cong!"

Looking at the unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar Titled Douluo in front of him, he finally remembered who it was!

"Brother Cong! You..." Chen Shihua shouted happily. Survival from desperate situations is always a joy. At the critical moment of life and death, his brother's magic weapon descended from the sky! And it’s an unexpected new title!

On the nearby battlefield, Yang Buer also waited for help.

"The Eighth Soul Skill - Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, Hurricane Biao Shadow"

In the process of Chen Xun performing Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Clan, Hurricane Biao Ying, there was a scene that caught everyone’s attention:

As Chen Xun waved the long sword in his hand, a stream of pale golden blade hurricanes shot out from the tip of the sword. They were like a group of wild horses, rushing forward at an alarming speed.

The outer edge of this blade hurricane was surrounded by many small blades. They were spinning and whistling, splitting the surrounding air.

The friction between the blade hurricane and the air produced strong sparks and explosions. Every moment of explosion was accompanied by a dazzling light. These lights flashed across the darkness, seeming to illuminate Chen Xun's firm eyes.

This hurricane energy of sword energy quickly swept towards the two Xuan-level killers who were besieging Yang Buer and the elite killer team lingering around. The wind roared, as if even the heaven and earth were about to be swallowed up.

The killers felt this powerful energy and showed panic.

The hurricane instantly hit the killers who besieged Yang Buer. They seemed helpless in the face of the sword hurricane that came from behind.

The powerful energy instantly knocked them out, rolling in the air and hitting the surrounding trees and rocks. The wounds on their bodies continued to increase under the torn apart by the hurricane, and blood splattered everywhere.

In the violent rush of this hurricane, Chen Xun's figure seemed to become taller and braver. Every time he swung his sword, he seemed to be declaring his strength and determination to the world.

"Uncle Fuji, retreat!" Chen Xun shouted.

Chen Xun's aura was a little unstable. This soul skill was brought to him by the 80,000-year-old Hurricane Demon Wolf King. It was very powerful and consumed a lot of money, but this blow could create an opportunity for Yang Buer to He was able to escape the siege.

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"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that our brothers would actually have another title. My peers have three titles. Your Chen family is really full of talents." Xingye Douluo's voice came from the darkness, with a hint of surprise and admiration.

Chen Cong smiled slightly and did not respond to Xingye Douluo's praise. Instead, he said in a sinister tone: "It seems that our brothers still have too few bans. Otherwise, how could others chase and kill us at will?"

Xingye Douluo heard the sarcasm in Chen Cong's words, and his expression changed slightly.

Xingye Douluo frowned involuntarily. Although he was a little unhappy in his heart, he did not show it on the surface.

He continued: "Chen Cong, aren't you afraid that disaster will come out of your mouth and you won't be able to go back?"

Chen Cong smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I won't put myself in danger."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Xingye Douluo and Chen Cong did not speak for a long time. Their hearts were full of doubts and wariness.

"Try?"

"Try it!"

The conversation between Xingye Douluo and Chen Cong moved as accurately as the second hand of a clock.

Xingye Douluo, the powerful soul master wearing black robes, had a cold light shining in his eyes. He raised his slender arm, pointed his fingertips at Chen Cong, and shouted: "The ninth soul skill - Starry Night Myth!"

As he finished speaking, the surrounding space suddenly became distorted, as if a huge picture scroll was unfolding behind him, and a huge shadow appeared in it - that was the Starry Night God!

Its appearance made the surrounding air tremble, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking.

When Chen Cong saw this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but his movements did not stop at all, and instead became more decisive. He held the sword with both hands, raised it high above his head, and shouted: "The ninth soul skill - Nine Stars of the Universe!"

As soon as he finished speaking, nine bright stars instantly rose up behind him, each one emitting a strong light. These stars instantly condensed into a huge beam of light, attacking towards the phantom of Starry Night God.

The moment the two fought, the whole world seemed to fall into silence. All sounds and all movements stopped at this moment, and only the shock wave of strong energy was left reverberating in the air.

Xingye Douluo and Chen Cong both floated back at the same time, a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes. Although the blow did not determine the outcome, both of them understood that the opponent's strength was no less than their own.

Xingye Douluo nodded slightly, with a hint of appreciation in his tone: "What a powerful soul skill, you are very good."

It was obvious that Xingye Douluo's soul power level was two levels higher than Chen Cong's, but even if they fought, Chen Cong's soul ring was much older and more powerful than him.

Although Chen Cong was a little dissatisfied in his heart, he did not show it on the surface. He knew that he could not quarrel with Xingye Douluo at this moment, so he nodded in response: "To each other."

"How to say?"

"Give me an explanation!"

"it is good!"