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

Chapter 1387 Extreme Explosion, After All... It's Me...

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In the center of the arena, the battle is in full swing.

The fight between Chen Mu and Zhong Weifeng has reached a fever pitch.

Chen Mu suddenly used the fifth form of wind - "Cold Autumn Mountain Wind".

In an instant, a huge wind blade whizzed out from above Zhong Weifeng's head, spun wildly around Chen Mu, and then fell down from top to bottom with an overwhelming force.

The sword energy and the air shield collided violently, making a sharp and piercing sound that hurt the eardrums of many spectators.

The powerful force even blew away several layers of the floor tiles of the arena, sending gravel flying everywhere.

Under this huge impact, the two were each knocked back several steps.

Zhong Weifeng grabbed the ground with both claws to steady his body, but even so, one of the air shields in front of him dissipated. It was almost enough after being hit by so many swords.

Chen Mu used his sword to draw the ground and leaned on it, barely keeping his body steady. At this moment, he was breathing heavily and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

After a moment, Chen Mu slowly stood up, straightened his back, and looked at Zhong Weifeng with sharp eyes. There was a flashing red-gold light in his eyes.

Chen Mu raised his lips slightly and said, "I see. Brother Wei Feng has been using the secret technique of 'Shrimp Eyes'. No wonder your dynamic vision is so sharp that you can keep up with the extreme speed of my sword."

Zhong Weifeng bowed slightly and said modestly, "Brother Shi, thank you for your compliment."

Chen Mu did not comment and continued, "Lion's mane, fish scales, eagle claws, deer antlers, shrimp eyes, snake body, dog mouth, these nine mysterious secrets, Brother Wei Feng has mastered seven of them, he is worthy of being a top genius who can rank among the top 30 of the Tianjiao list."

Zhong Weifeng uses double claws and double shields, which, combined with lion mane, can amplify attack power, fish scales can increase defense, eagle claws can metalize his hands, deer antlers can increase penetration, and shrimp eyes greatly enhance his dynamic vision, allowing him to capture every subtle movement on the ever-changing battlefield.

Chen Mu, on the other hand, skillfully combined the Solitary Peak Sword Technique, Wind Breathing Technique and the Nine Yin Divine Sword Finger, and he could use them with ease and flexibility.

Zhong Weifeng lowered his head slightly, gently rubbing the bloody knuckles, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said: "The battle with Brother Shi was indeed the most exciting battle I have had in recent years."

"Unfortunately, I still can't defeat Brother Shi who wields the Seven Killing Swords in his right hand and the Sword Finger in his left hand."

"However, Brother Shi is wrong about one thing."

"Wei Feng is not talented, but I have already comprehended eight of the Nine Mysteries of Xuan Huang."

After saying that, Zhong Weifeng suddenly inhaled through his nose, and in an instant, the air flow on the ring surged rapidly.

A large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth was inhaled into his nose like a tide, and a layer of strange light faintly appeared around his body.

Chen Mu's expression changed slightly, and he blurted out: "Nine Mysteries of Xuanhuang - Ox Nose?"

Zhong Weifeng looked at Chen Mu's heaving chest and said with a smile, "Brother Shi, you have been fighting so far with endless tricks and wonderful moves. You just experienced such a severe consumption. I wonder how much soul power you have left?"

Chen Mu's eyes suddenly condensed into needles, and a brilliant smile bloomed on his lips: "Brother Wei Feng's response was unexpected."

Zhong Weifeng's Adam's apple rolled, and his knuckles turned white from pinching: "Brother Shi is so powerful, I have no choice but to take a risky move."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Chen Mu glanced sideways towards where Su Ningxia and Bai Ye Sheng Yingying were.

Chen Mu's smile suddenly turned cold: "Brother Wei Feng, be careful."

A white breath dissipated from his lips, Chen Mu closed his eyes and stood there.

A chill suddenly ran down Zhong Weifeng's spine, and the third purple-patterned soul ring floated into the air in response: "Third soul skill——"

"Qiang!"

The Seven Killing Sword, carrying azure lightning, broke through the air and cut off the unfinished words.

"--Golden Bell protects the body!"

The shadow of the Xuanhuang Bell just covered his body, and the sword tip collided with the wall of the bell, sparking dazzling sparks.

Zhong Weifeng staggered back half a step, veins bulging on his forehead.

Suddenly, the dark green shield shattered, turning into thousands of scale-like spots of light that merged into the wall of the bell. Chen Mu seemed to be haunted by a ghost, and lightning and sword shadows fell one after another -

boom! boom! boom!
Six cold rays of thunder exploded one after another, weaving a lightning net in the air.

The shadow of the Xuanhuang Bell trembled violently, and cracks spread like spider webs.

He took several steps back.

Zhong Weifeng's pair of scarlet-gold pupils suddenly shrank to the size of needles. When the six sword lights were blown back, Chen Mu's figure flipped over like a kite and flew into the air, his toes lightly tapping the air to freeze his figure.

The Yuheng star suddenly became brighter, and Chen Mu was surrounded by thousands of feet of starlight. He turned into a white rainbow piercing the sun and swooped down. His clothes fluttered and the sound of his sword was like a dragon's roar in the sky.

"Well done!"

A low roar burst out from Zhong Weifeng's throat, and a snake-patterned secret seal appeared from behind his neck. The Xuanhuang Bell began to spin at high speed, and instantly turned into the eye of a hurricane.

"Nine Mysteries of Xuan Huang - Snake Body!"

Wherever Chen Mu's sword pointed, the sword energy brought by [Gu Jue Tian Yun] had condensed into the shape of a meteorite, and the strong wind caused by the rotation of the bell wall was split in half by the sword energy.

The moment the two forces collided, the protective shield of the stands was like a glass lamp hit by a heavy hammer. Visible air ripples spread out from the impact point. The spectators in the front row were blown to and fro by the strong wind, but they still held on to the railings tightly and refused to look away.

Tortoise-shell cracks appeared on the surface of the ancient bronze bell, with purple-blue electric flashes bursting out from each crack. The stone slabs within a radius of ten feet were actually turned into powder by the strong wind.

Chen Mu's body flew backwards three feet, his knuckles cracked like cold plums reflected in the snow, and blood oozed out from between his fingers without him noticing.

Dark blue electric pythons burst out from his body, and the tip of the Seven Kill Sword exhaled blue-green energy, which actually formed a vortex of wind and thunder within a radius of thirty meters.

The tip of the sword hung the eye of a hurricane, and the lightning flashed like a group of dancing snakes, which reminded people of the heavenly calamity of thunder descending upon the earth.

"Nine Mysteries of Xuan Huang - Eagle Claw!"

Zhong Weifeng's fierce shout pierced the clouds and split the rocks. A golden eagle's phantom merged into the Xuanhuang ancient bell, and golden light surged.

Gilded marrow fluid was seen oozing out of the cracks in the Xuanhuang Bell. The bell body actually squirmed and healed itself like a living thing. Its bronze color gradually turned into bright gold, and its buzzing sound was like a dragon's roar shaking the sky.

This big bell, which is based on the soul skill Golden Bell Protection, now gathers the power of the three secret techniques of fish scales, snake body and eagle claws.

The ancient dark yellow dragon pattern on the bell wall has grown fine scales, and the eagle claw patterns are glowing coldly under the sun. The humming sound of the bell can be heard faintly with the cries of eagles and the hissing of snakes.

The blue light from Chen Mu's sword suddenly rose like a comet falling from the sky: "One day the sleeping dragon will finally get rain, today the crane will be released and fly into the sky!"

"Eighteen Swords of Lone Peak - Wind and Thunder Instant Dragon Kill!"

"Break it for me!"

As he roared, the sword light turned into a blue-green dragon and flew out from the air.

But see:

The foot steps on the thunderbolt step, and the afterimage is like lightning and fire;
The sword draws the force of a typhoon, and the wind blades form a spiral killing array.

This is precisely the explosive power of the Lightning Breathing "Form One: Thunderbolt Flash Speed" as the driving core, superimposed on the wide-area wind pressure control of the Wind Breathing "Form Nine: Weituo Tiantai Wind", forming a lightning tornado with a diameter of thirty meters.

A dazzling ball of lightning burst out from the tip of the Seven Killing Sword, carrying with it thousands of wind blades and piercing straight through the Xuanhuang Bell.

Before he finished speaking, Chen Mu's figure had turned into a lightning afterimage, and the shape of a spiral wind blade thunder dragon surged on the stage.

Wherever the stegosaurus passed, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the blue brick ground was cut into spider web cracks by the wind blades. The double air waves of the thunderstorm and hurricane lifted up the bluestone ground, and hit the protective shield of the arena continuously with a bang.

At the moment of collision, the Wind-Thunder Sword Dragon and the Golden Bell collided with each other, emitting a dazzling ball of light like the sun, and the Xuanhuang Bell made a sound like broken glass.

Zhong Weifeng, with purple lightning patterns wrapped all over his body, fell to his knees with a bang. He was covered with sword wounds, like a broken porcelain doll, and then fell forward.

Suddenly, blood mist exploded around Chen Mu, and he staggered, leaning on his sword and smiled: "After all... it's me..."

Before he could finish his words, this sword genius fell on his back. The hilt of the Seven Kills Sword was still emitting the remaining power of wind and thunder, and it plowed deep marks on the ground of the arena.

(End of this chapter)