Douluo: Son of Chenxin, kill the god with one sword!

Chapter 13 Doting from the earthly heart!Bloody torture of Zhao Wuji!

"you?"

Chen Yuan crossed his arms and looked up at the bearded man.

Zhao Wuji rubbed his hands indifferently: "You can bully a few of my students with your Soul Master cultivation level. You are so unreasonable. What's the problem if I stand up for the students?"

"I said that your Qibao Glazed Sect goes too far to bully others. Even if we had no background, we wouldn't be like this."

Under the hopeful gaze of the Six Shrek Monsters.

Before Zhao Wuji could finish his words, his whole body suddenly turned into a ball of light and flew straight out.

The speed was so fast that people couldn't react. A human figure was knocked out of the door, rolled on the ground, flew out and hit the ground all the way.

The six monsters rushed out in panic, while Chen Yuan followed leisurely.

Zhao Wuji rubbed his chest in pain, and the armor on his chest suddenly dented a hole.

His entire brain was still in a daze, and he subconsciously raised his head.

But all he saw was a shadow of an exiled immortal suddenly falling from the sky.

The banished immortal wears a white robe and a white beard, stepping on an immortal sword. The otherworldly aura around him makes people look away and stay away, not daring to offend him.

Behind it are soul rings arranged in a fan shape, nine in total from top to bottom.

Its fierce power is unparalleled in killing, the Titled Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect!

Sword Douluo——Chen Xin!
Zhao Wuji was stunned.

Why was another Titled Douluo taking action? If he had used a little more force just now, it would have been enough to kill Zhao Wuji with one sword when he was unprepared.

Zhao Wuji staggered up from the pit, stroked his chest and said with a grin on his face, "Master Sword Douluo, this is not good, you have to worry about me alone."

Chen Xin hovered in the air with an indifferent expression, holding a small sword as long as a foot in his hand: "Oh? Why are you calling yourself a junior in front of me now?"

"According to your theory, since you can take action against my son, I can naturally take action against you."

"What, is there a problem?"

The strong pressure on Chen Xin immediately caused cold sweat to break out from Zhao Wuji's forehead.

That aura was really angry, and if he wanted to, he must be ready to kill someone.

Zhao Wuji wanted to say that there was something wrong, but he said the words himself and could not take them back.

"Look at what you said, you are a Titled Douluo, and you care about a Soul Saint like me." Zhao Wuji also wanted to explain, but a sword suddenly fell from the sky and was firmly inserted between Zhao Wuji's legs.

If he advances one inch further, Zhao Wuji can change his name to Eunuch Zhao in the future.

The chill between his two buttocks filled his whole body. Zhao Wuji could only stand up and clasped his hands together, forcing a smile on his face: "Then I can only fight you two times with Sword Douluo."

Fight against the unparalleled Sword Douluo on the mainland?

Zhao Wuji never thought in his life that he would take the initiative to say such words.

Isn’t that just looking for death?

But once the words were said, there was no reason to take them back.

Chen Xin stood sideways, holding a sword in one hand, and casually took out an hourglass: "You are still the Soul Saint, so I won't embarrass you."

"If you can hold on until the end of this hourglass, this matter will be over."

"If you can't hold on, then don't blame me for holding you accountable."

Zhao Wuji looked at the hourglass with a chill in his heart.

This little hourglass can last at least a quarter of an hour. If it lasts for a quarter of an hour, you can take it out and blow it for a lifetime.

After standing up, there is no reason to retreat.

Zhao Wuji revealed his soul ring, and the powerful Vajra Bear immediately covered his body, armor appeared on his body, and many soul rings blessed him.

The fourth and fifth lights lit up together, and the gravity field pressed toward the dust heart.

This kind of gravity field is simply a joke to Chen Xin. Before he could get close, he was directly cut into chaos by the sword intent that filled the whole place. The remaining soul power could not even touch the corners of Chen Xin's clothes.

Chen Xin frowned slightly.

It's not that Zhao Wuji is difficult, on the contrary.

Weak, too weak.He is not even qualified to be an opponent.

Seeing that the gravity field was useless, Zhao Wuji saw Fudo Ming King following him, and various defensive soul skills were added to his body to form an armor that could cover his whole body.

However, this kind of defense that can even be broken by the Dragon Beard Needle is naturally not enough in front of Chen Xin.

Chen Xin took his time and loosened his grip on the Seven Kills Sword, using his soul power in his palm to make it float in the air.

He aimed his hands at the hilt of the sword and moved it left and right simultaneously. The soul power poured into it caused the entire Seven Kills Sword to rotate, emitting a harsh sword sound.

The simple infusion of soul power allowed the Seven Kills Sword to reach its ultimate speed.

When King Zhao Wuji Fudou Ming was ready, Chen Xin naturally stopped infusing soul power and allowed the Seven Killing Sword to fly straight towards Zhao Wuji.

Straight line through!

I originally thought that Chen Xin would use some techniques to break through the defense, but in fact the other party never thought about it that way.

All it takes is a simple head-on crushing!

Zhao Wuji wanted to hide now, but he had already made defensive preparations and could no longer change his fighting posture.

With the blessing of soul power, the Seven Killing Sword split the space in the realm visible to the naked eye, like a white meteor that collided with Zhao Wuji.

In an instant, Zhao Wuji's body froze in place.

Gravity field, broken!

Fudo Ming King, break!

The feeling of death was only one step away from him, and Zhao Wuji had no choice but to roar out the powerful Vajra Bear Martial Soul Avatar!
But he didn't last even a moment.

The condensed phantom of the Vajra Bear exploded instantly.

The true form of the powerful Vajra Bear martial spirit is broken!
The condensed turtle shell is not the enemy of Chen Xin's sword at all.

The violent explosion ended.

The Seven Killing Sword returned to Chen Xin's hands.

Zao Wuji, who was in the center, was kneeling on the spot with bleeding from his orifices. His eyes were blurred and he would lose consciousness completely in the next moment.

No way to fight back, suppress with one sword!
It's not so much a competition as it is a one-sided beating.

Chen Xin had no intention of stopping.

According to the hourglass time, not even half a minute has passed.

With just one strike of the sword, Zhao Wuji could no longer hold on and was on the verge of unconsciousness.

hum!
The sword edge stopped, and blood slowly flowed from the tip of the sword.

The Six Shrek Monsters held their breath, not daring to take a breath.

"Sword Douluo, let's stop here!" Flanders stood there tremblingly and swallowed.

Before the Seven Killing Sword was about to kill Zhao Wuji, Flanders activated the Cat Eagle Spirit to stand in front of him.

The Seven Kills Sword only cut a little of the skin.

It was only an inch away from going deep down the throat and Flanders would die.

Looking at the Seven Killing Sword withdrew, Flanders breathed a sigh of relief, and his pale face gradually recovered.

Flanders was anxious and uneasy. After glancing at Chen Yuan and Ning Rongrong, his eyes returned to Chen Xin: "This is it. Lord Sword Douluo."

"Instead of letting us get involved in this matter, let's let the juniors decide the winner."

"Let the Shrek Six Monsters compete with the protagonist. The loser will apologize to the other party."

Apologize to the loser, whether right or wrong.

This was the first time Chenyuan saw such a shameless request.

He nodded to Chen Xin's eyes trying to confirm.

Immediately, Chenyuan looked at Flanders and said nonchalantly: "It's up to us. Even if we don't compete, you should apologize."

"But you insist on making a fool of yourself, then I will satisfy you!"

(End of this chapter)