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

Chapter 1632 Ironclad Law - The Order to Execute Scarlet!

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The shadow of death brought by the three new Crimson Soul Masters was stubbornly held back by this defense line that had been dismantled and rebuilt with all its might.

Leng Buqun's white soft sword, entwined with cloud-like threads, traced an eerie arc, dodging the claws of the dark demonic dragon Yan Zelong, which were wreathed in destructive demonic flames.

His gaze was fixed on Yan Zelong's ferocious face covered with dark scales.

“Yan Zelong… Kong Tangfeng…” The name he uttered carried the chill of a thousand mountains and rivers. His gaze swept over the three-clawed dragon Kong Tangfeng, which was elusive and had dark claws, on the other side. “What a demonic dragon legion. Yan Wushuang’s big claws have finally reached into the corner of Moonlight.”

The cloud sword in his hand suddenly split into countless forms, creating an invisible cloud cage that entangled Kong Tangfeng, who was attacking again.

Yan Zelong—this name itself is a signboard shrouded in bloodshed.

He was Yan Wushuang's eldest son and a cousin of Yan Choulong and Yan Helong.

In fact, almost all the high-level Soul Masters present recognized him.

Which of the top combatants from Moonshine City present wasn't well aware of the situation in the eastern part of the Central Corridor, which was right next door?
The province of Tosk is located in the eastern part of the Central Corridor, which is the territory ravaged by the Crimson Church's "Dragon Legion".

In recent years, the Dragon Legion has caused several bloody disturbances in the eastern part of the corridor, but its arrogance and ruthlessness in penetrating such a deep, or rather, secluded corner of the Moonlit Corridor have exceeded everyone's expectations.

This is not a bandit attack, but the unsheathing of the sword of the Crimson's main force, the "Dragon Legion"!

A cold wind blew across the ruins, raising clouds of smoke and dust that smelled of blood and burnt food.

As for why Leng Buqun appeared at this time and place, the reason is not complicated.

His long period of quiet cultivation in his ancestral village of Chenlin was drawing to a close the moment his father, Leng Qingqiu, stepped into the ranks of Title Douluo.

Moonshine City—an outpost that has become increasingly crucial in the quiet machinations of the Chen family—has suddenly gained immense significance in the game.

After the dust settles, this place will become a crucial strategic location for the Chen family, and many schemes will be secretly laid out.

However, although the Leng family had his younger brother Leng Bufan to guard the place, and Leng Bufan was also a swordsman of his generation, in the face of the turbulent winds and undercurrents that were about to be stirred up, it was ultimately “truly inadequate” for one person to do it alone.

So he returned.

Return to the heart of this corridor that will witness the storm, return to this county town that holds many secrets.

This return is a manifestation of the family's will and a response to the great changes to come.

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At this moment, Leng Buqun knew clearly that this deadly situation was by no means hasty.

He was right.

Today marks three days since Yan Wushuang fled from the Imperial City of Heavenly Dou and returned to the Demon Nest.

Organizing such a large-scale, precise raid within three days, with its target clearly the Chen family's medicine market? It couldn't possibly be a spur-of-the-moment decision.

The harassing transport team that "shaked the dusty world" was nothing more than smoke to cover up their true fangs.

Only by completely destroying this medicinal herb hub located in the county seat and radiating outwards can a large chunk of the Chen family's flesh be truly cut off.

This is the true revenge of the Dragon Legion.

Killing geniuses is cutting off the root, attacking transportation is bleeding them dry, and destroying the pharmaceutical market is establishing authority!

As for why Moonshine City was chosen? The target is obvious.

All of Chen Family's other pharmaceutical markets are located in major cities or even larger core cities.

The city's defenses are as solid as an iron wall, and its experts are as numerous as clouds.

Various forces gathered, with at least a dozen Soul Douluos in charge, dozens of Soul Saints, and over ten thousand Soul Masters.

The Scarlet Church is no match for this small force; at best, it's just a ripple in the stream, not even enough to make a splash!
Only Moonlit City.

Even though it is a top-tier county town, it is not the main city after all.

Officially, the presence of Xue Chufan, a member of the Hidden King's Mansion, is already the limit, and the total number of Soul Masters is around six or seven thousand (including city defense, various families, forces, and mobile Soul Masters).

Although supported by several sixth-rank families such as the Leng and Zheng families, the strength of the Crimson Church's top main force, consisting of more than eight Soul Douluos and more than a dozen Soul Saints, immediately became insufficient.

Here, however, lies the only large-scale medicinal herb distribution center in the Chenjia chain located in the county town.

Its value, symbolic significance, and relatively "weak" defenses made it the most lucrative prey in the eyes of the dragon legion. ...

The battle on the outskirts continued.

"W-W-W-W-!"

Throughout the city, sharp and powerful soul energy alarms wailed incessantly.

The horn pierced through the bloody smoke and dust, reaching the ears of every Soul Master in Moonshine City.

This is the highest level of city defense alert – a “city-annihilation threat”!
The fighting in the outer city never stopped, but its scale suddenly escalated.

Sensing the overwhelming pressure from the core battlefield—far exceeding expectations—especially the aura of high-level powerhouses like Yan Zelong and Kong Tangfeng, who were renowned for their ferocity within the Demon Dragon Legion, all forces accelerated their pace.

A magnificent and solemn golden light had already risen from the direction of the Martial Soul Temple.

In the area of ​​the Plant Guild, the enormous, verdant canopy, like that of an ancient banyan tree, had been stretched out for a long time amidst the toxic smoke.

On the roof of Xuan Ye Pavilion, a cold and meticulous star array rotated and expanded, its radiance soaring into the sky.

From the outposts of other prominent forces within the city, various colored soul lights blazed like beacon fires, and figures, filled with shock, anger, and determination, rushed at full speed toward the medicine market.

"Kill all evil spirit masters!"

"Scum of the Crimson Church! Cease your arrogance!"

"Respond to the City Lord's order! Annihilate Crimson!"

"You bastards of the Dragon Legion, Moonshine is not your hunting ground!"

A roar echoed throughout Moonshine City!

No orders were given, and no discussion was required.

Eradicating the Crimson Cult is like resisting a beast tide—this is an ironclad rule!
Commonly known as the "Order to Slay the Scarlet Ones"!

Those who remain indifferent? The super powers, the Imperial Inspectorate, and the aristocratic families and sects will settle accounts afterward.

Its foundation and honor will be completely rejected by all forces in this world.

This ironclad rule, forged in blood, has long been deeply ingrained in the blood and soul of every Soul Master.

Needless to say, the remaining Soul Master forces in Moonshine City, unaffected by the surprise attack, converged from all directions as if pulled by an invisible giant net.

Like moths drawn to a flame, or a hunting pack surrounding a ferocious beast.

The thugs of the Crimson Church instantly transformed from unstoppable hunters into trapped beasts surrounded by enemy forces.

The encirclement is tightening at an unprecedented rate.

However, the most frenzied and terrifying beasts are those driven by desperation and bloodlust.

These hundreds of Crimson Evil Soul Masters are not to be trifled with!

At least they are Soul Masters, and Soul Kings and Soul Emperors are their main force.

The insane potency of the "Bloodlust Dew" had already permeated their blood, numbing their sense of pain and fueling their most intense destructive desires and bloodthirsty instincts.

The light of the spirit rings shone wildly and then vanished amidst the smoke, dust, and blood mist!
A striker formation consisting of law enforcement knights from the Spirit Hall and spirit masters from the Plant Guild attempted to penetrate the flank of the cultists.

The sharp thorny vines had just entangled the two bloodthirsty Soul Kings when they were suddenly burned to ashes by the foul-smelling blood flames that erupted from them.

One of the Soul King evil Soul Masters roared and drew upon the boiling soul power within his body. His body suddenly swelled up, and he exploded violently at the same time that the knight's spear pierced through his abdomen.

boom!
The burst of blood and flesh mixed with scorching, corrosive soul power was like an erupting lava, blasting three or four knights along with two Plant Guild Soul Masters into a bloody mess.

Amidst the bloody shockwave, another crazed Evil Soul Emperor, dragging his severed shoulder, brandished his serrated martial soul, like a vengeful ghost crawling out of hell, and pounced on a Soul Saint from the Xuan Ye Pavilion beside him.

On the other side of the ruins, Leng Molan, a seventh-ring Soul Saint from the Leng family, wielded his sword with unstoppable force, slicing off the heads of two Soul Kings in succession.

But just as he was about to exhaust his strength and catch his breath, a figure burning with black flames (a Soul Emperor whose speed had increased dramatically after consuming the Bloodlust Dew) sped along the ground and suddenly lunged forward from his blind spot—beneath the pile of medicinal ashes and corpses.

The highly poisonous black flame dagger plunged viciously into his unprotected ribs.

Leng Molan grunted and swung his sword back to sever the opponent's arm, but the black fire and poison burning his soul under his ribs had already begun to spread and erode wildly.

"Big Brother!" Leng Zui Die flew over, sword in hand.

(End of this chapter)