Douluo Continent: Five Thunders Shake the Drums, I am the Thunder Emperor!

Chapter 119 Martial Soul True Body and White Thunder Drum Shatter the Seven Kill Sword!
High in the sky.

Thunder and sword energy intertwined and collided.

Sikong Zhen treads on thunderclouds, his body crackling with lightning, each breath drawing upon the thunderous power of heaven and earth.

He stared intently at Chen Xin opposite him, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

"Chen Xin, your warm-up is over."

Sikong Zhen clenched his fists, dazzling lightning crackling between his fingers. "Now, let me see the true sharpness of the Seven Kill Sword!"

Chen Xin's white hair fluttered in the wind, and the Seven Kill Sword gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

His expression was solemn, and his heart was filled with shock—this young man before him had actually fought him to such an extent.

"The sharpness of the Seven Kill Sword is not something you can easily withstand!"

Chen Xin snorted coldly, and his seventh spirit ring suddenly lit up, "Seventh Spirit Skill - Seven Kill True Body!"

In an instant, Chen Xin's figure swelled up, transforming into a sword god phantom ten feet tall. The Seven Kill Sword also expanded accordingly, and wherever the sword's edge passed, tiny cracks appeared in the space.

Sikong Zhen's lips curled up slightly, his eyes shining with excitement: "That's more like it."

Beneath his feet, a blood-red, two-hundred-year-old spirit ring suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, "Seventh Spirit Skill - Martial Spirit True Body!"

boom--

The heaven and earth were shaken!
Behind Sikong Zhen emerged a thunderous dharma image even larger than Chen Xin's, its entire body crackling with purple lightning, its eyes like two thunder suns.

Its mere existence filled the air within a radius of several miles with thunder, producing crackling and popping sounds.

"What a powerful Martial Soul True Body!"

Chen Xin's pupils contracted, and she exclaimed in disbelief, "How is this possible?"

Sikong Zhen gave Chen Xin no time to think. The Thunder Giant formed a fist seal and unleashed a thunderous punch.

This punch, though seemingly simple, contains the ultimate, yang power of thunder and lightning.

Space distorts wherever the fist passes!

Chen Xin dared not be negligent, and blocked with the Seven Kill Sword in front of him. At the same time, his ninth soul ring lit up: "Ninth Soul Skill - God and Demon Dual Slash!"

The sword light split into two paths, one divine and one demonic, slashing at the thunderous fist.

"Boom——"

Amidst the deafening explosion, Chen Xin's Seven Kill True Body was blasted back dozens of feet, with lightning crackling across its sword and emitting a piercing buzz.

Because Sikong Zhen only used the simple self-created soul skill Thunder Fist, he also retreated a distance.

"It's not over yet!"

Sikong Zhen pressed his advantage, his Thunder Dharma Form clasping his hands together, unleashing a lightning pillar over ten meters in diameter that descended from the sky. "Nine Seals of Thunder Talisman - Punishment!"

Chen Xin gritted his teeth, and the Seven Kill Domain instantly unfolded, with countless sword energies crisscrossing around him.

"Sixth Soul Skill: Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!"

In an instant, a rain of swords flew out from behind Chen Xin, soaring into the sky and heading straight for the descending pillar of lightning.

The lightning bolts collided with the rain of swords, unleashing a blinding light.

With the blessing of the Seven Killings Domain

Chen Xin's move was indeed powerful, but it was still no match for Sikong Zhen's thunderous beam, and the rain of swords was shattered.

"Damn it!"

Chen Xin broke out in a cold sweat. He hadn't expected that even after unleashing the Seven Kill Domain, he would still be suppressed to this extent by Sikong Zhen.

The power contained in that thunder had transcended the scope of ordinary lightning.

Sikong Zhen looked down at him, his voice like the judgment of a thunder god: "Sword Douluo, your Seven Kill True Body and Domain are nothing more than this."

Hear the words.

A resolute glint flashed in Chen Xin's eyes.

The next moment, he suddenly sheathed his sword and stood up. An even larger phantom of the Seven Kill Sword appeared outside the Seven Kill True Body. The phantom slowly shrank and eventually merged completely into the Seven Kill True Body.

"Ok?"

Sikong Zhen frowned slightly, sensing a dangerous aura.

"Sikong Zhen, you have every reason to be proud that you forced me to use this move." Chen Xin's voice came from the sword, "Man and sword as one!"

The Seven Kill Sword suddenly erupted with a blinding white light, and the space around the sword began to distort and collapse. This sword strike condensed Chen Xin's lifelong cultivation, fusing himself with the Seven Kill Sword, reaching the realm of "the sword is me, and I am the sword."

A hint of seriousness finally appeared in Sikong Zhen's eyes: "Interesting."

"cut!"

Chen Xin's voice merged with the sword's cry, and the Seven Kill Sword transformed into a white light, instantly traversing space and piercing straight for Sikong Zhen's brow!

This sword strike was incredibly fast; even someone as strong as Sikong Zhen only had time to dodge it by turning to the side.

but,
The Thunder Giant still suffered a cut on his shoulder.

Chen Xin unleashed his strongest techniques, which even a level 97 peak Douluo would have to take seriously and not underestimate this Sword Douluo.

"What a fast sword!"

Sikong Zhen was secretly alarmed. If he hadn't used the Thunder Shadow Flash and increased his speed, this sword strike wouldn't have only caused a minor injury.

The Seven Kill Sword drew a graceful arc in the air and struck again.

"Kill!"

This time, the sword strike was even more ferocious. Before the sword tip even arrived, the sword energy had already torn through the sky, transforming into several 'kill' characters in the air.

"Nine Seals of Thunder Talisman - Imperial Defense!"

Sikong Zhen quickly formed a hand seal, and nine thunder talismans formed a shield in front of him.

With a crack, the Thunder Talisman Shield shattered, and the Seven Kill Sword, undiminished in its momentum, aimed straight for Sikong Zhen's heart!
"The wait is now!"

Sikong Zhen flipped his right hand, and a small drum, black with white markings, appeared out of thin air.

The drumhead was engraved with ancient thunder patterns. As soon as it appeared, the thunderous power in the world stirred and became unstoppable.

"White Thunder Drum·Golden Thunder!"

"Boom-"

A soft sound, yet it was like the first thunderclap at the beginning of time.

A pure, golden bolt of lightning erupted from the drumhead and collided head-on with the Seven Kill Sword!
"boom--"

Wherever the golden lightning passed, the sword energy characters for "kill" were shattered.

"Ah!"

Chen Xin let out a painful roar, feeling his sword intent as fragile as paper before the golden lightning.

Cracks began to appear on the edge of the Seven Kill Sword.

Golden light seeped into the sword through the crack, shattering Chen Xin's martial spirit true form.

"Impossible!" Blood trickled from the corner of Chen Xin's mouth. The Seven Kill Sword trembled violently in his hand, and the cracks on the sword continued to widen.

Sikong Zhen stood in mid-air.

The white thunder drum floated in front of him, its golden lightning illuminating his imposing face.

"Chen Xin, your swordsmanship and killing power are indeed very strong, but in the face of the Heavenly Thunder, you are still a step behind."

Boom!
The second drumbeat sounded.

An even thicker golden lightning roared out, like a giant golden dragon opening its blood-red maw to pounce on Chen Xin.

Chen Xin gritted his teeth and poured all his remaining soul power into the Seven Kill Sword for a final gamble: "Ninth Soul Skill, God and Demon Slash!"
The Seven Kill Sword unleashed its final, dazzling light, colliding violently with the golden lightning.

"Click——"

A crisp cracking sound echoed through the sky.

The Seven Kill Sword is broken.

The tip of the sword turned to dust in the golden lightning, and the rest of the sword was covered with cracks.

Chen Xin was also defeated. He was struck as if by lightning, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

The Golden Thunder is unparalleled in its offensive power, far surpassing the Seven Kill Sword!
Sikong Zhen's raw strength was already comparable to Chen Xin's, and with the Golden Thunder Drum's enhancement, defeating Chen Xin was perfectly normal.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is dead!"

Sikong Zhen retracted his Martial Soul True Form, watched Chen Xin fall, and stepped down from the sky.

Below, Chen Xin, who had been severely injured by the backlash, raised his head and saw a figure bathed in lightning, resembling a god.

(End of this chapter)