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

In the interweaving of blood and fire, Chen Xiaojun's face lost its former rosy color and became as pale as snow in winter, and every trace of blood was ruthlessly drained away.

However, his eyes sparkled like stars, reflecting determination and indomitable spirit.

He tightly grasped the hilt of the Chengying Sword with his left hand. The cold light on the sword formed a sharp contrast with his fingers. It was a hand that turned white due to the force.

Although his body was shaking and it seemed that a gust of wind would blow him down, he relied on his strong will and perseverance to barely hold himself up.

His gaze passed over the Hell Horse Soul Saint who was rushing towards him again, and turned to Xiaoyi and Xixi who were a few hundred meters away. The figures of the two gradually became blurred in his blurred vision.

He sighed inwardly: "It's too late."

Chen Xiaojun raised his head and faced the Blood Scythe Soul Saint with a cold look in his eyes, with a scornful smile on his lips.

On his left arm, gold, red and blue lights flickered and intertwined, as if a colorful dragon was swimming.

"Left arm bone soul skill - water and fire are merciless!"

He activated this powerful skill without hesitation, using it all at once and superimposing it on the three-hit combo of the soul skill "Sweeping the Troops".

In this way, each sword swing increases the destructive power by 200%, and at the same time, it will produce strong penetration, explosion and freezing effects.

On the passionate battlefield, his left hand has been replaced with the Yuchang sword, which is flying in his hand. The hot blood in his body is surging and flowing onto the Yuchang sword, accompanied by his low and firm footsteps.

He became one with the Yuchang sword, every cell in his body was resonating, and every heartbeat was synchronized with the vibration of the sword.

My heart is surging and I feel blessed!

Suddenly, the Yuchang Sword released a dazzling light, like a falling star, instantly illuminating the entire battlefield.

That light contains endless power that can destroy all obstacles.

The watermark of the disaster fish on the sword came to life, appeared behind Chen Xiaojun, and made a cry like a mandarin duck, appearing in the world with ominous and resolute determination.

Chains formed by countless runes appeared on the Yuchang sword, and then with a series of crisp crackling sounds, they broke into stardust.

His mind and strength reached a perfect fit at this moment, and he could sense the thousands of years of vicissitudes and endless power contained in the sword.

In Chen Xiaojun's mind, all kinds of characters flashed by like a passing show.

He saw the strong and powerful Zhuan Zhu, the generous and chivalrous Jing Ke, the ugly Yao Li, and Yu Rang who swallowed charcoal fire... Although he had never seen these legendary assassins and knights in person, the spirituality of the Yuchang sword had deeply imprinted their shadows in his heart.

The hot blood of the knights burned in their chests like a raging fire. With every step these assassins took, they wrote a tragic poem for justice and bravery, until blood splattered every five steps, and the world was filled with mourning, and the wailing continued.

The blood of a hero is one of the hottest and most passionate bloods in the world.

The most original power of the Yuchang Sword!

The Yuchang Sword has awakened!

The third soul ring that was originally 9900 years old had now turned purple and dark, and then transformed into a deep black.

This is the symbol of the ten thousand year soul ring, representing that the soul ring has reached a new height.

Chen Xiaojun's momentum reached its peak at this moment. He transformed into a violent god of war. His momentum soared into the sky, his sword energy reached the sky, the wind and clouds changed color, and he became the most dazzling existence on the battlefield.

He roared “Ahhhh” angrily, his voice shaking the whole area and making people feel the determination in his heart.

His blood was boiling in his chest, and the most fundamental power of the Yuchang Sword was also burning, as hot as a raging fire.

Every step Chen Xiaojun took was firm and powerful, and his figure stood proudly on the battlefield.

"The wind is whistling and the Yi River is cold. The warrior will never come back once he leaves. The ultimate skill of the third soul skill - the world is in mourning!"

The Blood Scythe Soul Saint was stunned, his heart pounding, and his alarm bells rang. Seeing that the situation was not good, he hurriedly activated his "Fifth Soul Skill - Dark Moon Guardian".

This is his only defensive soul skill, and it is also the fifth soul skill of ten thousand years. Its defensive power is strong enough to withstand most attacks.

However, facing Chen Xiaojun's three consecutive attacks, this powerful defense seemed so fragile.

When the first blow landed, the Dark Moon Guardian Shield vibrated violently, as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer.

The Blood Scythe Soul Saint was shocked. He did not expect Chen Xiaojun's attack to be so powerful, but he still tried to calm his mind and prepare for the next attack.

The second attack followed closely, and the protective shield began to crack, with the cracks spreading like a spider web.

The Blood Scythe Soul Saint began to panic as he realized that his defense might not be able to withstand Chen Xiaojun's attack.

He originally thought that his fifth soul skill "Dark Moon Guardian" that he had acquired for ten thousand years would be enough to withstand Chen Xiaojun's attack, but now it seems that the strength of this evil genius is far beyond his imagination.

He began to realize that he might really be doomed here.

Sure enough, the third attack came, and Chen Xiaojun roared: "Die!"

Chen Xiaojun's attack was like the arrival of the god of death, which directly shattered the protective shield, and the remaining power hit the Blood Scythe Soul Saint.

At the moment of launching the three-hit combo, his attack power reached an extremely astonishing 150%, 250%, and 350% respectively.

The amplification of Noble and Merciless Fire and Water made the power of these three consecutive attacks soar to 500%, 600% and 700% of the overall attack power.

The ultimate skill, as the name suggests, is the final form of the third advanced soul skill, and it is the true meaning of the divine sword Yuchang Sword!

Or it could be said that this is the truest and most shocking appearance of the divine sword Yuchang sword soul skill!

The divine sword in awakening state!

At the beginning, when his martial soul awakened, it was originally just the ten ancient swords on Blue Star. But at the moment of awakening, a shocking message came between heaven and earth - these are the ancient divine swords!

Now, with his improved strength and due to good fortune, this magic sword finally showed its true power.

Yuchang Sword, the sword of courage and determination!

It’s better to say that it’s nine qualities than a sword!

The first strike demonstrated the power of a high-level Soul Emperor, the second strike was comparable to that of a low-level Soul Sage, and the third strike even reached the level of a high-level Soul Sage.

Each strike was accompanied by penetration, explosion and freezing damage effects, causing the entire battlefield to tremble.

These three consecutive strikes dragged the Blood Scythe Soul Saint into a deep ravine of twenty to thirty meters long. His body slammed into the mountain wall as if he had been hit by a cannonball.

The rocks shattered and gravel flew everywhere, forming a spider-web-like circle of gravel. His Dark Moon Blood Scythe had already been blown away and disappeared.

At this time, Chen Xiaojun's Yuchang sword had been deeply inserted into the body of the Blood Scythe Soul Saint. The armor was broken, the ice and frost exploded, and the strong sword energy raged on his body, causing him unbearable pain.

However, because Chen Xiaojun used an overly powerful explosive skill, his body could not withstand such force. Coupled with the previous serious injuries, his blood vessels burst, his pores bled, and his meridians and flesh were torn on a large scale.

Although the Blood Scythe Soul Saint was seriously injured and on the verge of death, there was a mad light flashing in his eyes.

He didn't expect that he, a level 76 Soul Saint, was killed by a Soul Lord while being besieged by two people.

He moved his left hand slightly, and a Dark Moon Blood Scythe silently pierced into Chen Xiaojun's chest and abdomen from behind. It was the clone of his other missing Dark Moon Blood Scythe.

Large mouthfuls of blood gushed out of Chen Xiaojun's mouth. His breath was weak and he could no longer hold on. He fell softly to the ground, unable to move.

The Blood Scythe Soul Saint looked at Chen Xiaojun with a fierce smile, "It's worth it for me to let... a... monstrous... genius like you... be buried with me."

Although Blood Scythe Soul Saint was filled with resentment, he also felt a sense of relief and happiness, because he knew that he had finally completed his mission.