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

Chapter 1492 Chen Xiaojun's Counterattack
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The combined killing move of the three core members of Kamikaze suddenly activated!
This is precisely the "three-in-one encirclement and kill technique" meticulously practiced by the Divine Wind Academy: controlling the field and locking positions, long-range sniping, and close-range strong attack!
Three devastating attacks, from high, medium, and low dimensions, converged in a deadly encirclement, aiming to crush Chang'an's captain in one fell swoop.

However, deep within Chen Xiaojun's calm eyes, there was not a trace of panic, but rather a sharp glint.

One of his core purposes in personally stepping onto the Soul Arena today is to personally catch—and defeat—this deadly attack from the Divine Wind.

This was the moment he had been waiting for.

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On the other side of the battlefield, Chen Mu's mind stirred slightly.

Feng Sha keenly seized upon this momentary lapse in his opponent's attention. A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the wielder of the peak seventh-grade Wind Demon Sword, and a black soul ring silently spread beneath his feet, accompanied by a deep, resonant sound:
"Fifth Soul Skill: Shadow of the Wind Demon".

The Wind Demon Sword, which was originally wrapped in violent gales, suddenly grew to a large size and became a heavy sword. In response, countless deep purple demonic shadows, like solid smoke, surged and emerged instantly.

These demonic shadows twisted and howled, merging into the sword's gale force. This not only amplified the destructive power of the wind pressure shockwave several times over, but also spread a dark purple gale vortex with a strong corrosive and tearing effect along the trajectory of the greatsword's strike. Even the air itself emitted a low, mournful cry under this force.

The power of the Wind Demon Sword instantly surged to its peak.

Faced with this all-out attack that was intended to interrupt his rescue and whose power had increased dramatically, Chen Mu's eyes instantly turned cold.

He poured all his Seven Kill Sword Soul Power into the longsword in his hand, and his profound fifth Soul Ring, which had been around for ten thousand years, also burst forth with dazzling starlight.

"Fifth Soul Skill: Rainbow Soars Beyond the Sky!"

With a low shout from Chen Mu, the sword suddenly burst forth with dazzling seven-colored light, and the boundless soul power condensed, compressed, and sublimated at the blade at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, a lightsaber several meters long, its entire body shimmering with magnificent rainbow colors, its blade seemingly capable of cleaving through space, replaced the original longsword.

The immense sword light contained within this lightsaber exuded a pressure no less powerful than the howling demonic sword of Feng Sha Na.

"boom------!!!"

There was no probing, no holding back!
The enormous, purplish-black demonic sword, symbolizing the destructive power of the "Wind Demon," and accompanied by twisted gale-force demonic shadows, clashed head-on in mid-air with the seven-colored giant sword "Rainbow Soaring Beyond the Sky," representing penetration and power.

In that instant, a piercing, screeching sound, like thousands of metal blades cutting each other, pierced through the eardrums.

A burst of energy, more dazzling than sunlight, erupted violently from the core of the clash between the two giant swords.

The violent shockwave swept out in a ring, instantly ripping the stone slabs off the ground and shattering them into dust.

The purplish-black gale and the seven-colored sword energy tore, annihilated, and exploded wildly, forming a chaotic and terrifying zone.

What flew everywhere was not just sparks, but fragments of gale-force wind mixed with molten light shards, flying like iron rain and leaving dense white marks on the hard ground.

A shockwave swept past, and the robes of the two men billowed violently in their silent standoff.

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Just as the devastating triple attack was about to reach Chen Xiaojun, a clear and long whistle came from his mouth.

At the same time, an even larger surge of soul power suddenly descended.

Chen Xiaojun's aura underwent an incredible leap in an instant—it was the "life awakening" precisely delivered by Xiaoyi.

His soul power level instantly broke through the barrier, soaring from level 57 Soul King to the powerful realm of level 66 Soul Emperor, surpassing the high-level Soul King.

It not only crossed 9 levels, but also crossed ranks and the Soul Emperor level.

His powerful right hand gripped the Chun Jun sword tightly, the ancient patterns on the blade illuminated by dazzling soul power.

The Chun Jun Sword's special skill, "Charged Strike," was instantly activated, doubling its power.

Without any fancy moves, Chen Xiaojun met the oncoming deep blue tornado "Nine Abyss Dragon's Fury" with a simple and unadorned backhand swing of his sword.

A crescent-shaped sword aura, composed entirely of highly condensed soul power, shot out from the sword.

Chen Xiaojun didn't use any fancy moves; he relied on brute force to overcome all techniques, and he was quick to strike.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the air seemed to be completely emptied by an invisible hand, leaving behind a stagnant vacuum trail. The hard blue rock ground below the trail was violently plowed by an invisible giant plow, exploding with a roar and scattering fragments of stone.

The massive tornado, with its immense power, was like a fragile curtain before this sword aura containing the destructive force of a Soul Saint, easily cleaved through and instantly disintegrated into chaotic airflow.

The remaining power of the crescent-shaped sword aura continued, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound as it hurtled towards Feng Yu behind them.

Feng Yu's expression changed drastically in an instant, and a strong sense of crisis made him roll around in a disheveled manner, disregarding his composure.

The sword energy whistled past his body and finally slammed into the solid wall at the edge of the arena, which was constructed with a special soul-guided alloy.

With a muffled boom, a deep slash mark, tens of meters long, was clearly imprinted on the wall surface, the metal edges twisted and deformed, and extremely hot.

However, Chen Xiaojun's counterattack was not limited to this one blow.

As he slashed out with his right hand using the Chun Jun sword, his left hand wielded the Cheng Ying sword like a serpent emerging from its hole.

He uttered a low shout: "Sword shadows split the light, the Milky Way is woven!"

hum-

The Cheng Ying Sword instantly became ethereal and uncertain, its blade trembling, and hundreds of solid sword shadows, shimmering with tiny starlight, suddenly separated out.

Like a meticulously woven, dazzling galaxy, carrying both dreamlike beauty and deadly chill, they gently yet precisely met the ten ferocious, roaring vacuum-cracking claw-like auras of Feng Poyue's "Azure Wolf Sky-Splitting Strike" as it charged head-on. *Clang clang clang... Puff puff puff...*

A barrage of impacts and sounds of energy annihilation, so dense it was almost painful, rang out instantly. Each claw-like attack was precisely intercepted, cut, and pierced by several, even dozens, of supple and sharp sword shadows.

The powerful claw marks formed by the tearing of the vacuum were gradually worn away and disintegrated in the face of this seemingly gentle but actually indestructible "Star River Sword Net," ultimately returning to nothingness.

The raging, tearing storm was abruptly contained.

Chen Xiaojun's movements were as fluid as flowing water, his feet spinning without stopping for a moment.

Just as Cheng Ying Sword blocked Feng Poyue's close-range attack, five-colored light quietly flowed around his body.

"The five elements circulate, creating endless life!"

Where there is a will, power can be transformed at will.

The Chun Jun sword in his right hand had just delivered a thunderous strike, and at that moment, a light blue aura suddenly rippled out from the blade.

"Water Curtain Tianhua!"

With a slight flick of his wrist, Chen Xiaojun's Chun Jun sword traced a graceful arc.

In an instant, a crystal-clear curtain of water, as if condensed from the purest mountain spring, silently unfolded before him.

The surface of the water curtain shimmers like a still lake, possessing a gentle quality that dissipates force and mitigates impact.

At this moment, dozens of high-frequency emerald green feathers from the high-altitude wind phoenix "Azure Feather Burial" crashed violently against the water curtain, carrying sharp spatial distortion ripples.

puff!puff!puff!
The water curtain shook violently, and the ripples spread rapidly.

When most of the feathers touch the water curtain, their terrifying piercing kinetic energy is cleverly guided, dissipated, and bounced away by the layers of water waves.

However, the energy feather that combined the ultimate penetration of wind and the distortion of space was indeed extraordinary.

Ultimately, a few of the most concentrated feathers, under the effect of spatial distortion, slipped through the defensive nodes of the water curtain like eels.

Faced with this deadly advance, the water curtain only managed to buy itself a very brief moment of respite.

For Chen Xiaojun, a moment is enough.

The aquamarine radiance on the Chun Jun sword vanished instantly, replaced by a deep, heavy, earthy yellow glow.

As the sword sliced ​​through the air, the atmosphere grew heavier—"Kun Yuan Guards the Mountain!"

A majestic, ancient phantom mountain, composed of pure earth-elemental soul power, rose up before Chen Xiaojun.

The mountain is heavy and imposing, exuding an aura of unwavering stability.

puff!puff!puff!
Those few emerald green feathers that pierced through the water curtain stabbed fiercely into the earthen-yellow mountain phantom.

The feather penetrated several feet deep, leaving several deep holes in the illusory mountain. The intense impact caused the mountain's illusory form to tremble slightly, and fine cracks spread along the point of penetration.

However, the energy of the feather, which was enough to tear apart ordinary defenses, was ultimately resisted and swallowed by this mountain-like force, failing to penetrate the mountain and threaten Chen Xiaojun himself.

This instantaneous combo, with the starry river of Cheng Ying sword and the water curtain defense and mountain protection of Chun Jun sword, is precisely the sword moves of Cheng Ying sword's "splitting light sword technique" and Chun Jun sword's "five elements sword technique," which Chen Xiaojun has been diligently studying in recent years and has entered the "secret technique" level.

Although a single sword strike barely qualifies as a first-tier secret technique according to the Chen family's standards, with the support of a level 66 Soul Emperor's Soul Power, its power is sufficient to directly dismantle the fifth Soul Skill simultaneously activated by the two captains, Feng Poyue and Feng Luan.

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Chen Xiaojun's attacks did not stop; his footsteps flowed like water, and his figure suddenly became light and ethereal.

Without the slightest pause, he spun fluidly as if weightless, his whispers like a gentle breeze: "Graceful as a startled swan, swift as a swimming dragon, light clouds veiling the moon, flowing wind swirling snow. Yin Yang Seven Star Slash!"

Before the sound faded, distinctly different halos of light simultaneously bloomed on the twin swords, Cheng Ying and Chun Jun.

The Cheng Ying Sword, moving even faster, slashed out three nearly transparent bluish-white streaks of light.

They are silent and swift as a shadow, as if they themselves are the embodiment of speed, leaving only faint ripples in the air.

These three "Yin Slashes" locked down the aerial phoenix's evasion path, carrying a chilling aura that could freeze the soul, and instantly traversed the distance!

Feng Luan's pupils contracted sharply, and her huge wings stirred up a storm of air currents, twisting at an extreme angle to narrowly avoid the first two sword lights.

However, the third Yin Slash was too tricky, so she could only hastily condense a thick cyan soul power shield!

"Hey!"

The bluish-white light streak pierced the shield fiercely!

There was no deafening explosion, only a faint but chilling piercing sound.

The sword light failed to break the shield; most of its energy was annihilated.

However, it did not disappear. The remaining sword shadows, like a persistent leech, tore a huge gash on the shield's surface, causing the wind phoenix to drag it for dozens of meters.

Feng Luan let out a suppressed groan of pain. She clearly felt a chilling, bone-piercing mental attack, like a thousand needles stabbing into her, ignoring her physical defenses and piercing her mind.

The scene before her blurred instantly, and the intense tearing sensation caused her wings to suddenly lose their balance, her body staggering and tumbling in the air.

(End of this chapter)