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

"It turns out to be Mr. Chen Cong, the Swordsman of the Universe!" A cry came from the crowd, with a hint of awe and disbelief in his voice.

Chen Cong smiled slightly and nodded: "It's Chen." His voice was calm and powerful, as if it had a reassuring power.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but take a breath. They knew that today's battle might not end well.

Some power representatives who were still waiting and watching were secretly glad that they did not withdraw from this dispute rashly.

Yan Shenglong's face became extremely ugly. He knew that he might have hit a brick wall today. But even so, he had no intention of backing down.

He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flashed with sharp light, and said through gritted teeth: "So what about Titled Douluo? Our Crimson Church is never afraid of any challenge!"

Chen Cong ignored Yan Shenglong's provocation. He just glanced at him lightly, and then turned his attention to other people on the battlefield.

His eyes stayed on each person for a moment, as if to imprint their appearance and breath deeply in his mind.

When he saw Ji Chenglie, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes. It is indeed not easy for this young man to remain calm and tenacious in such a fierce battle.

"Mr. Chen Cong!" Ji Chenglie struggled to stand up and saluted Chen Cong, "Thank you for your help!"

Chen Cong waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be polite: "Crimson Church matters, today's matter, Chen Cong is bound to do it."

As he said that, he turned to look at Yan Shenglong and others, "If your Crimson Church knows what's going on, leave quickly. Otherwise, don't blame me, Chen Cong, for being rude!"

Yan Shenglong was furious when he heard this: "You have such a loud tone! Do you think that just because you are a Titled Douluo, you are great? Our Crimson Church is not scared!"

As he spoke, he moved and was about to launch an attack.

The battle situation escalated instantly after the arrival of Titled Douluo Chencong, and the originally fierce battle became even more intense.

Chen Cong did not join the battle immediately. After throwing something to Chen Xiaojun, he stood aside and silently observed the changes in the battle situation.

His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see through everything.

Yan Shenglong, He Tiancheng and others were also aware of Chen Cong's existence. Although they were afraid, they had no intention of giving up the fight.

They knew that although this titled Douluo was powerful, he was not invincible, and they did not have no trump cards.

And as long as they can join forces to fight, they may not have no chance of winning.

As a result, the battle situation once again fell into a stalemate.

The two sides went back and forth, each showing their magical powers, and the fight was inextricable. This time, because of the presence of Chen Cong, they were a little restrained because of their defense.

They all took action again, and various soul skills and weapons intertwined together, erupting with a deafening loud noise.

Chen Cong looked at the battle in front of him and secretly admired it in his heart.

The strength of these strong men cannot be underestimated, and their fighting skills and strategies have reached an extremely high level.

However, he also knew that such a battle did not mean much to him. What he really focused on was the enemy hiding in the dark.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly passed through the night sky and headed straight for Chen Cong. It was an extremely fast figure, so fast that people couldn't see his face clearly.

Chen Cong frowned, feeling a strong murderous aura.

This murderous aura was so strong that he instantly became alert. He knew that this dark shadow was the real enemy.

Not surprisingly, this black shadow was the person who attacked Chen Xiaojun and the others just now.

He moved and rushed forward instantly.

Two figures passed each other in the air, and a harsh sound of metal collision broke out.

Chen Cong felt his arms go numb and was secretly shocked.

The opponent's strength turned out to be so powerful, which caught him off guard.

However, he had no intention of backing down.

He knew that this battle had just begun and the real contest was yet to come.

He took a deep breath, activated his soul power again, and prepared for a more intense battle.

At the same time, others on the battlefield also noticed the appearance of this black shadow. .

Black Shadow is extremely powerful and is inseparable from Chen Cong.

The figures of the two people kept crossing each other in the air, and bursts of ear-piercing loud noises erupted.

Every time they collide, the surrounding space is shaken, as if it is about to be torn apart.

"You are a level 89 Peak Soul Douluo, your martial soul must be the Netherworld Shadow Dragon!" Chen Cong said coldly.

The top martial spirit of the Dark Shadow Man is the "Netherworld Shadow Dragon", which is an extremely rare and powerful martial spirit. It originates from the blood blending of the Dark Demon Dragon and the Netherworld Shadow Clan.

When the shadow man activated this martial spirit, his figure seemed to merge with the surrounding darkness, transforming into a shadow dragon traveling in the netherworld.

The appearance of the Nether Shadow Dragon Spirit is a deep purple, with looming black textures. Its body is looming, as if it is made of pure shadow, but it contains powerful physical power.

The shadow man slowly turned around, revealing a face hidden in the darkness. His eyes flashed with a cold light, "Chen Cong, you are nothing more than that, a level 92 titled Douluo."

His voice was low and hoarse, like an echo coming from an underground abyss.

The conversation between the two was full of tit-for-tat, with each trying to test the other's strength and details.

At this moment, the figure of the shadow man suddenly moved. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and a powerful soul force surged out of his body and poured into his Netherworld Shadow Dragon Martial Soul.

The entire night sky seemed to be dyed black by this soul power, forming a dark realm.

"The fifth soul skill - Shadow Wave Attack!"

The shadow man roared suddenly, his voice like a strong wind in the netherworld, carrying endless cruelty and cruelty.

His figure instantly disappeared from the spot at this moment, leaving only a blurry afterimage, as if it had been swallowed by the night.

Immediately afterwards, a strong wave of soul power spread from the position where the shadow man originally stood, as if an invisible force was pushing the surrounding air.

This force spread in all directions at an alarming speed, setting off waves of dark storms.

In the center of this dark storm, countless shadow waves began to gather. They were rolling in the night sky like black dragons, exuding strong ghostly attributes.

These shadow waves carry destructive power, as if they can swallow up all light and hope, rendering the night sky into a dead darkness.

These shadow waves rushed towards Chen Cong at an astonishing speed. They penetrated the obstruction of the air, as if even light could not escape their swallowing.

In the face of this dark force, everything around him became blurred and distorted, as if the entire world was being swallowed by this force.