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

Chapter 1290 Tianya Sword comes out, Lu Xueqi VS Peng Huang!

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Thousands of meters above the sky, the fierce wind was like a knife, cutting everything around it.

"How arrogant!" Peng Huang suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, the sound was like thunder in the sky, and in an instant, the layers of sea of ​​clouds were shattered into pieces.

Above its wings, golden light suddenly became blazing, as if a scorching sun had fallen from the sky to the earth. The blinding light was so blinding that one dared not look directly at it.

Thousands of feathers were condensing and reorganizing, transforming into nine giant blades that held up the sky. On the edge of each blade, golden winds were flowing continuously, seeming to be able to cut through the void, making a creepy "sizzling" sound. This move was none other than Peng Huang's unique skill - "Gilded Fall into the Nine Netherworlds"!
"Today, I want to see how much punishment you, an ignorant young man, can withstand from me!" Emperor Peng's roar shook the world.

In a flash, the nine golden blades, with the power to destroy the world, collided with the giant Seven Kills Sword in Chen Hong's hand.

In an instant, the sky and the earth lost their color, the sun and the moon lost their radiance, and the exploding air waves were like a surging tide, sweeping in all directions with overwhelming force.

Under the impact of this tremendous force, the sea of ​​clouds within a radius of one kilometer was instantly evaporated, leaving only a clear void.

Chen Hong flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and only managed to steady himself after several hundred meters.

Blood was seen dripping from the tip of his sword, and his body was covered with wounds. Blood was gushing out, soaking his originally flowing blue shirt, like a sad and beautiful flower blooming in a rain of blood.

But he still stood proudly in the void, his figure as straight as a pine tree.

Peng Huang did not gain much advantage either. The golden feathers on his right wing, which he used for defense, were now covered with scars and his wings were incomplete.

Obviously, both sides paid a heavy price in this head-on confrontation.

In this fierce collision of big moves, Chen Hong relied on the powerful force of the three mysteries and the Xuanming sword intent to temporarily increase his own cultivation to level 97 power.

However, facing Peng Huang, who already had 97 years of cultivation and was firmly at level , he still suffered a great loss.

"How dare you, a mere ant, try to compete with the sun and the moon!" Emperor Peng laughed wildly, his laughter full of contempt and ridicule, "The little boy from the Chen family, you were just showing off your eloquence just now, but now you are suffering?!"

"If you had level 97, you might be able to compete with me! What a pity, you are only level 96 after all!"

"Today, I will tear you into pieces to vent my hatred!"

Just as Emperor Peng was about to attack again with murderous intent, a cold voice suddenly sounded: "Really? How can you kill my disciple at will?"

Before he finished his words, a graceful figure emerged from the distant sky, and in a flash, she teleported in front of Chen Hong.

She is as light as a drifting snowflake.

"Master!" Chen Hong bowed.

The other person's beautiful face was reflected in Peng Huang's vertical pupils. It was as bright as the first snow, pure and beautiful, with a plain face and cold eyes, just like a fairy from heaven descending to the mortal world.

Level 97 Peak Douluo!
This woman is majestic and exudes a sharp sword intent, as if she is ready to cut off all evil in the world at any time.

Peng Huang's pupils shrank slightly, and he shouted sternly: "Who are you?"

The wings of the gilded Sky-Splitting Peng were glowing with a strange liquid metal-like luster under the moonlight, as if it was quietly healing itself, and the royal pattern on its forehead was flickering.

The person who came had a cold expression and opened his red lips slightly: "Tianya Douluo, Lu Xueqi!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a Tianya sword as blue as water slowly emerged from the void, and the cold sword light on the sword body flickered.

Wherever the sword light reached, the feathers of the Gilded Sky-Splitting Peng were covered with a layer of green frost, and the chill was bone-chilling.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Peng's expression suddenly froze, and a sharp light flashed in his golden pupils: "You are the Lu Xueqi who fought with the Snake Emperor at the Cliff of Broken Souls fifty years ago?!" The cold light in Lu Xueqi's eyes was like nine-heavenly black ice, flowing coldly: "Yes."

At that time, Lu Xueqi was only level 94, and she fought with Chen Tianlin to defeat the Snake Emperor.

At that time, the clouds in the sky were moving and the stars were hanging upside down. Chen Tianlin was seriously injured and was about to die prematurely.

Lu Xueqi took light steps and stepped into the void. Azure sword energy lingered around her, as bright and cold as the stars in a cold night.

She raised her beautiful eyes slightly and glanced coldly at Peng Huang. Her gaze was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, piercing deep into the other's soul.

“Gilded Sky-Splitting Peng, you will not harm my disciple in the slightest today, because I will make you, the leader of the Eagle Peng clan, fall into the underworld forever!”

Lu Xueqi's voice was cold and struck Peng Huang's heart hard.

Peng Huang laughed in anger, and the golden light on his wings surged again, like two golden suns, illuminating the surrounding void with golden light.

"What a big tone! So what if I am a peak Douluo? I have been roaming the Soul Beast Realm for thousands of years. How could I be afraid of a mere human Douluo like you!"

After saying that, Peng Huang flapped his wings violently, and his body instantly turned into a golden lightning, shooting towards Lu Xueqi.

Wherever it passed, the space was torn into fine black cracks, emitting sharp whistling sounds.

Lu Xueqi's expression remained unchanged. She shook the Tianya Sword in her hand lightly. The azure sword light on the sword body became brighter and transformed into a huge ice dragon, rushing towards Peng Huang with bared fangs and claws.

Wherever the ice dragon passed, the void was instantly frozen, and layers of crystal ice crystals fell like snowflakes, beautiful yet murderous.

"boom!"

The ice dragon and the golden lightning collided fiercely, causing a deafening roar.

The terrifying energy shock wave spread wildly in all directions with the collision point as its center. Wherever it passed, the sea of ​​clouds was instantly evaporated and the void was distorted.

The two sides collided and annihilated each other. This time, the test was evenly matched.

Humans are indeed intelligent people. In just a few decades, they can rival soul beast kings.

But there are pros and cons. The lifespan of humans cannot be compared with that of soul beasts.

"Ice devours the sky!" She shouted softly, and the cold light emitted by the Tianya Sword turned into thousands of ice spikes, containing the power of Tianya that was enough to freeze the stars.

Ice is the main factor, with stars as the auxiliary factor.

Peng Huang's golden pupils shrank suddenly, and his wings suddenly folded into a protective golden bell. The lightning balls that exploded between his feathers condensed into nine purple lightning chains, wrapping around Chen Hong: "Nine Heavens Soul Locking Formation!"

The purple lightning chains are swung like a net and controlled like fingers and arms.

The two forces collided violently above the sky, and the burst of light eclipsed the sun and the moon.

Lu Xueqi turned the sword and cut off all nine chains. Wherever the sword energy swept through, even the air condensed into ice crystals.

"Golden Wing Wind and Thunder Array!" Peng Huang was extremely angry. He spread his wings like wings dangling from the sky. The golden light all over his body turned into thousands of sharp swords, which shot towards Lu Xueqi like an overwhelming force.

The tip of Lu Xueqi's sword flashed with a three-foot cold light, and the void behind her suddenly split open into a hundred-foot ice abyss. Nine black ice dragons broke through the air, carrying the ancient cold air.

It is quite similar to Chen Hong's [Seven Killings Cutting the Sky] just now.

(End of this chapter)