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

Chapter 1066: The Dark Demon Scythe of the Scarlet Luo Family

Chen Yu's flying figure suddenly stopped at this moment. He felt the tremendous pressure brought to him by the huge magic sickle energy body that was cutting across.

He narrowed his eyes and sighed: Sure enough! There are still people!

There was no time to hesitate. The soul power in Chen Yu's body surged, as if it was about to break through the constraints of the body.

He pointed his sword upward and shouted in a low voice: "Kill one person every ten steps, leave no trace in a thousand miles, the sword energy flies a hundred steps!"

As his shocking shout fell, Chen Yu's back was touched by an invisible force, and a phantom of a magic circle suddenly emerged.

The magic circle was simple and mysterious, as if it had come from ancient times, just to bloom at this moment.

In the magic circle, the light flickered, and a Seven Killing Sword that was more than a hundred meters long, like a long-sleeping dragon suddenly awakening, flew out quickly with an indomitable momentum.

The Seven Killing Sword Aura was so bright and dazzling, as if it were real and illusory. It rushed straight into the sky with an overwhelming force that could cut through the sky and split all things, and was invincible.

"Boom!" A loud noise sounded like thunder.

The black, purple and silver sickle, carrying the evil and sharpness of the Netherworld Fire, suddenly collided with Chen Yu's "Hundred-Step Flying Sword".

Two powerful forces collided violently in the air. In an instant, light shone everywhere and energy surged like a tide, spreading in all directions like turbulent waves.

The black, purple and silver sickle began to shake under the attack of Chen Yu's "Hundred-Step Flying Sword", as if it could not withstand the powerful force from the cold sword energy.

Cracks began to appear on its surface, and the Nether Fire grew dim.

Finally, with a loud roar, the black, purple and silver sickle could no longer hold on and shattered.

It turned into points of light and dissipated in the air like a meteor, leaving behind a series of brilliant trails.

At this moment, Chen Yu's figure was like an arrow shot from a bow. Without any hesitation, he flashed past him in an instant, leaving behind a sentence that was slightly respectful but not without a hint of challenge: "The Dark Evil Douluo of the Luo family is indeed worthy of his reputation."

On the opposite side, Luo Ping's evil smile became even more intense, and his deep eyes sparkled with excitement.

The black and purple sickle spun lightly in his palm, and the dark fire at the tip of the sickle jumped unsteadily, emitting a heart-pounding glow.

"You broke my seventh soul skill just like that. You really have some skills."

Luo Ping chuckled and said playfully, "But the game has just begun. I hope you can let me have more fun."

Although he was saying this, the aura around him suddenly condensed and his hands kept moving.

Without any hesitation, Luo Ping let out a low shout, swung the sickle in his hand, and instantly released his [Fourth Soul Skill - Chaos Shadow].

I saw the shadows of sickles in the air, and more than a dozen sickle qi broke through the air and rushed towards Chen Yu like a violent storm.

Facing the overwhelming attack, Chen Yu remained calm, opened his hands quickly, light flashed at his fingertips, and [Nine Yang Divine Sword Finger] came out.

Shaoyang Sword was in the lead, and the rest of the Dashang Sword, Shaoshang Sword, Dachong Sword, Shaochong Sword, Daze Sword, and Shaoze Sword followed closely behind. The seven sword fingers turned into seven bright sword lights and met the sickle energy in the air.

"Crack, crackle, crackle..."

In an instant, brilliant lights bloomed in the air, and the sickle energy and sword energy intertwined and collided, making bursts of crisp sounds of metallic clashing.

The two forces canceled each other out, and after the light flashed, everything returned to calm, leaving only a faint energy fluctuation remaining in the air.

But Chen Yu had already made another move, and the killing sword intent in his body surged like a surging wave. His eyes were sharp, and he raised his sword finger and shouted in a low voice: "Seven Killing Thunders rise, a sword breaks the sky, the sword light is the blue sea and sky sword!"

The sword light flashed at his fingertips, and an extremely bright sword light condensed in an instant.

This sword beam was exactly the 'Blue Sea Sky Sword' which was the fastest among the Seven Sword Masters.

Chen Yu has mastered this move to perfection and can use it at will.

The sword light was as fast as lightning and as quick as a hurricane. With the blessing of the phantom-level killing sword intent, it carried a momentum that could tear apart the heaven and earth. In an instant, it cut through the sky and pointed directly at Luo Ping.

Luo Ping stood in the void, his whole body tightly wrapped by the tremendous pressure brought by the Dust Jade Sword. The sword light was like raging waves in the blue sea, impacting his senses wave after wave.

However, instead of being afraid, he curled up the corners of his lips and said, "It is indeed the signature skill of the Chen family. It is quite powerful."

"Secret Technique Demonic Scythe Judgment!"

The sickle in his hand seemed to have transformed into a ferocious monster. The netherworld fire was burning on the sickle, emitting a heart-pounding glow.

At the same time, an unparalleled force surged in his body and gathered at the tip of the sickle along with his will.

In an instant, the sickle and the sword met in the air.

The moment the two collided, a terrifying energy wave spread out in all directions.

The sickle and sword light intertwined together, the netherworld fire and the sword light reflected each other, forming a shocking picture.

Luo Ping's eyes flashed with fighting spirit, and he concentrated on activating the 'Demon Scythe Judgment' in his hand. The giant sickle emitting a dark light sensed the will of its master, and began to hum, releasing bursts of heart-pounding purple-black air.

In just a few seconds, the devil sickle exploded, and the sword light was gradually swallowed up by the endless darkness, and finally dissipated into nothingness.

Afterwards, Luo Ping looked up and found that Chen Yu had taken advantage of this moment and disappeared like lightning, hundreds of meters away.

At this moment, Youguang Zhou followed closely behind him, "Brother Luo, there's something wrong with Chen Yu. Why does he only want to escape? Chase him!"

Luo Ping smiled lightly, rolled up the Dark Evil Scythe, held it steadily behind him, and flew away along with the Helmet of Phantom Light.

His handsome face showed no comment, but his eyes were sparkling with interest: "He is an old fox. No wonder the Chen family has risen again under his leadership. Interesting."

When Youguang Zhou heard this, a chilling tone spread in his voice: "We must keep him here today no matter what."

Luo Ping nodded and smiled happily: "Of course, don't think you can escape our clutches just like this!"

But at this time Chen Yu was facing obstruction from a third person.

He frowned slightly, his heart skipping a beat. The arrival of three titles was beyond his expectation, and the aura of the people who came was obviously greater than that of Youguang Zhou and Luo Ping.

In the distance in the sky, a man stood tall and solemn. His face was firm and stern. Under his high nose bridge, his tightly closed lips made him look even more calm and reserved.

In those eyes as deep as the abyss, a pair of vertical pupils revealed a heart-pounding chill.

A pair of energy dragon wings grew out from his back, huge and ferocious. That was his fourth soul skill, 'Wings of the Demon Dragon', which made him float in the air, like a demon god descending.

He opened his mouth and spoke in a deep voice: "Brother Chenyu, Yan Wufeng has been waiting here for a long time."

(End of this chapter)