Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Subsequently, Tang Chen's and the Nine-Headed Bat King's wills intertwined.

Then, the King of Slaughter charged out of the City of Slaughter. In the last moments of his life, Tang Chen planned to go to the Island of Poseidon to see Poseidon.

Chapter 428 Sword Douluo Attacks Tang Chen

When Tang Chen emerged from the passageway of the Slaughter City (the tavern had been completely destroyed), the last rays of sunset were being swallowed by the night.

He stood on the ruins, discerned his direction, and was about to take off and fly south when he suddenly stopped.

There was an odd smell in the air.

It wasn't the smell of blood or the stench of decay, but rather a feeling of being watched.

Although Tang Chen's origin was shattered and he was seriously injured, his decades of combat instincts remained.

His gaze slowly swept over the surrounding ruins and dilapidated houses, a cold glint flashing in his blood-red eyes.

"Come out."

Before he finished speaking, a patch of air not far in front of Tang Chen suddenly distorted.

Two figures stepped out from the distortion, one on the left and one on the right, blocking his path.

The man on the left had snow-white hair, his hands behind his back, and his whole being resembled a long sword drawn from its sheath, its sharpness fully revealed.

The man on the right was tall and emaciated, with a gloomy face, and exuded an unsettling spatial fluctuation.

Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo.

Immediately afterwards, another figure appeared in the distance behind the two.

Ning Fengzhi stood on the roof of a dilapidated house, holding the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul in his hands. The pagoda shone with light, and eight soul rings lit up in turn at his feet, making him look like a celestial being.

Tang Chen's gaze swept over the three of them, finally settling on Sword Douluo.

He recognized the man: Qi Sha Jian Chen Xin, the young man he had met once years ago, who was now an old man.

As for Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi, Tang Chen wasn't familiar with them, but judging from the situation, he could guess about 70-80% of their identities.

"Who are you?" Tang Chen asked.

His voice was hoarse and low, as if it were squeezed out from a crack in a rock.

Sword Douluo didn't waste any words with him.

Chen Xin's right hand had already grasped the hilt of the Seven Kill Sword, and the sword was drawn out of its sheath inch by inch. With each inch the sword was drawn out, the killing intent in the air intensified.

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached the ears of everyone present clearly: "The one who will take your life."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Sword Douluo moved.

"First Soul Skill: Longsword Strike!"

The moment the Seven Kill Sword was drawn, an extremely refined sword aura shot out from the tip of the sword, as fast as lightning, heading straight for Tang Chen's face.

The sword energy wasn't wide, only about two fingers' width, but its penetrating power was enough to make one's scalp tingle.

Let alone flesh and blood, even if there were an iron mountain in front of you, you could still pierce it through.

Tang Chen dodged to the side, and the sword energy grazed his face, leaving a small hole about the thickness of a finger in the tavern wall behind him.

The opening was as smooth as a mirror, and one could see the sky directly from one side to the other.

Tang Chen did not retaliate, but simply stared coldly at Sword Douluo.

Sword Douluo didn't expect to achieve victory in one move.

He shifted his feet and pressed himself against the enemy like a gust of wind, the Seven Kill Sword flying in his hand, its sword energy crisscrossing.

At this moment, Sword Douluo was wielding a fast sword technique. Each strike was clean and swift, without any fancy moves, but each strike carried a deadly killing intent.

Tang Chen finally made his move.

"Asura Sword Qi!"

He raised his hand and waved it, unleashing a blood-red sword aura that collided with Sword Douluo's sword.

However, as Sword Douluo drew his sword, a protective shield composed of countless tiny sword energies appeared around him.

"Second Soul Skill: Spirit Sword Protection!"

The sword energy seemed to be alive, spinning rapidly around Chen Xin's body.

As soon as Tang Chen's crimson sword energy approached, it was cut and deflected by the fine sword energy, dissipating into nothingness.

Ning Fengzhi stood at a distance, the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda in his hand shining brightly.

His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, carrying a peculiar rhythm that echoed in the night sky.

"The Seven Treasures manifest as Glazed Glass: First: Strength! Second: Speed! Third: Soul! Fourth: Defense! Fifth: Attack! Sixth: Healing!"

Six beams of light shot out from the pagoda and landed precisely on Sword Douluo.

Sword Douluo's body trembled violently, and his aura suddenly surged.

Strength, speed, soul power, defense, attack power, and recovery power have all been greatly improved.

The increase in the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda is not a simple one plus one, but a comprehensive, three-dimensional, and exponential increase.

Sword Douluo was already a level 98 Title Douluo, just one step away from becoming a Limit Douluo. Now, with Ning Fengzhi's Six Paths Amplification, his strength is infinitely close to level 99.

If the Sword Douluo of before was a sharp iron sword, then he is now a divine weapon that can cut through iron like mud.

Tang Chen's expression changed.

He sensed it.

Each of the white-haired old man's sword strikes was more than twice as heavy as the previous ones.

The sword energy clinging to the blade became more solid, sharper, and harder to defend against.

However, Tang Chen's own body was constantly weakening.

The shattering of his origin caused him to lose power every moment, like a bucket with a hole, the more water leaked out, the faster it leaked out.

Fifth Soul Skill: Dominating All Directions!

Seeing Tang Chen begin to retreat, Sword Douluo unleashed an area-of-effect attack without hesitation.

He plunged the Seven Kill Sword into the ground, the blade sinking more than half a foot into the stone slab.

The next instant, the ground within a radius of several dozen feet centered on Sword Douluo exploded.

Countless sword energies burst forth from the ground, like a lotus flower made of sword blades blooming on the surface. These sword energies were dense and overwhelming, completely blocking all of Tang Chen's escape routes.

Faced with the overwhelming sword energy, Tang Chen let out a low roar and slashed his hands in front of him.

A blood-red light barrier was erected, blocking the incoming sword energy.

The sword energy struck the light screen, producing a dense clanging sound, like a sudden hailstorm hitting a tin roof.

The light curtain trembled violently, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on its surface, but it managed to hold on.

However, Sword Douluo's attack was far from over.

He drew the Seven Kill Sword and raised it high above his head, his whole being resembling a long sword piercing the sky.

Sixth Soul Skill: Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!

The Seven Kill Sword trembled violently in Sword Douluo's hand, its blade transforming into countless sword shadows.

It was not a phantom, but a sword-shaped aura that existed between reality and illusion. Each one was extremely sharp, and each one was controlled by the Sword Douluo's will.

Chen Xin controlled thousands upon thousands of sword shadows, which, like a giant silver dragon, swirled and roared in the air before pouring down towards Tang Chen.

The scene was spectacular.

The night sky was illuminated by the shadows of swords, and the entire town was enveloped in a blinding white light.

The sound of sword energy tearing through the air merged into a piercing shriek, causing the surrounding dilapidated houses to tremble and tiles to fall down with a clatter.

Tang Chen gritted his teeth, mustered his last bit of strength, and waved his hands repeatedly, unleashing streaks of blood-red sword energy that collided with the sword shadows in mid-air.

Each collision between the two would unleash a dazzling burst of light, causing the ground to tremble.

As time went on, Tang Chen's strength was declining at a visible rate.

However, Sword Douluo's sword shadows continued to emerge, becoming more numerous and denser.

Finally, a sword shadow broke through Tang Chen's defense, slicing across his shoulder and bringing a spray of blood.

Then came the second, third, and fourth rounds...

Tang Chen's body was covered in new wounds.

Those wounds weren't deep, but they were numerous and densely packed.

Blood gushed from more than a dozen wounds at the same time, staining his blood-red robe even redder.

Tang Chen knew she couldn't continue like this.

He took a deep breath, mobilized all the remaining strength in his body, clasped his hands together, and then suddenly parted them to the sides.

A thick, blood-red sword beam exploded from his palm.

"Asura Sword Light!"

The crimson sword light, like a blood moon, swept towards Sword Douluo.

Eighth Soul Skill: Moving Mountains and Filling Seas!

Sword Douluo also got really angry.

He concentrated all his soul power and killing intent into the tip of the Seven Kill Sword. When that sword was thrust out, all the sounds in the world seemed to disappear.

Only one beam of light, a beam so bright it blinded people, shot out from the tip of the Seven Kill Sword and collided head-on with Tang Chen's blood-red sword light.

boom--

A deafening roar shook the earth.

Centered on the two individuals, the ground within a radius of a hundred feet collapsed, houses were torn to pieces by the shockwave, and rubble and dust rose dozens of feet high, obscuring the sky.

The stone slabs beneath their feet had long since disappeared, leaving only a deep pit.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, two figures were sent flying backwards.