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

Chapter 1733 That Heart-Burning Crimson

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As the smoke and dust dissipated, the scene that was revealed was not what Ming Xingyun had expected. The first thing that came into his view was Bao Nansong lying lifeless on the ground.

Three red-glowing throwing knives were embedded in the body of this level 87 Contra Douluo, the most deadly of which pierced his throat, severing all his life force.

Beside the corpse stood Li Xunhuan, who had activated his Martial Soul True Body. His aura was slightly disordered, and he was panting heavily. Six crimson flying knives surrounded him, exuding a sharp killing intent.

Ming Xingyun's pupils contracted, and he cursed inwardly, "Useless!"

He never expected that Bao Nansong would actually fall to this level 82 Soul Douluo who was famous for his throwing knives.

Not far away, Xia Yun was dealing with his guards.

Ming Xingyun activated his Black Eyes, his gaze flashing, and his spiritual perception swept across the entire manor shrouded in flames and smoke.

My heart sank to the bottom.

From the east, west, south, and north, the remaining members of the Black Nether Legion are being besieged, divided, and annihilated by the well-organized, overwhelming Heavenly Dou Royal Knights and other forces.

The tide of the battle was irreversible, especially in the backyard of the manor, where the defensive lines were rapidly crumbling and collapsing.

His senses detected an even more suffocating energy collision in the distance—the Demon Douluo Wan Hanyou was being forced to defend himself against the fierce attacks of the Snow Douluo Han Yiyu and the Moon Douluo Xuan Qingya, and his defeat seemed imminent.

In the more intense center of the battlefield, closer to the center, Zhai Henbai and Zhi Mengze emerged and were locked in a fierce battle with Silver Dragon Douluo Long Jing'an, Crimson Dragon Douluo Yu Yongyuan, and Green Gourd Douluo Chen Weizhe. Their energies surged, and it was difficult to determine who was superior.

The situation has taken a turn for the worse!

Ming Xingyun's alarm bells rang loudly, and he no longer hesitated.

He suddenly let out a long, shrill howl, his cold gaze sweeping over Chen Zhang, whose mouth was stained with blood, before turning around without hesitation and fleeing in a flash of light.

However, he was fast, but Li Xunhuan's already poised throwing knife was even faster!
Ming Xingyun had barely darted a few feet when six crimson streaks of light suddenly appeared behind him, as if traversing spatial distance.

These six flying knives are Li Xunhuan's sixth soul skill, Thousand Feather Burning Heart Formation—instantly condensing and dividing his own soul power and soul skill intent to create multiple "flying knives" that are highly condensed from soul power and spirit.

The brilliance of this formation lies in its ability to directly "imprint" the different attack effects (speed, penetration, explosion, tracking, soul burning, etc.) contained in Li Xunhuan's first to fifth soul rings onto each of the differentiated throwing knives, eliminating the need for him to activate them one by one. This greatly enhances the speed and power of the multiple strikes, but it also consumes an enormous amount of soul power and mental energy.

At this moment, Li Xunhuan unleashed his full power with the enhancement of his seventh soul skill, Flying Dagger True Form. The flying daggers split from the Thousand Feather Burning Heart Formation were amplified to their personal limits in terms of speed, penetrability, and lethality.

The deadly sense of danger behind him made Ming Xingyun's hair stand on end; forcing his way forward was no longer an option.

He twisted his body in mid-air, and almost the instant he turned, a deep black light suddenly burst forth from his chest. Accompanied by a low hum, the surface of the "Black Nightmare Heavy Armor" covering his entire body instantly lit up with countless complex and eerie runes.

"Torso Bone Soul Skill: Nightmare Protection!"

This skill can be understood as the active defense enhancement state of the Black Nether Armor, since the Black Nether Armor is only the basic state.

The heavy black nightmare armor, enhanced by the soul bone, shimmered with an inky black light.

His arms were instinctively crossed to protect his chest, neck and other key areas, and the armor formed thicker layers on his arms.

laugh! laugh! laugh! laugh!
Four crimson flying knives struck the Black Nightmare Heavy Armor, which Ming Xingyun had pushed to its limit, almost simultaneously.

The violent collision sounded like metal exploding, with incredibly powerful penetrating force, explosive energy impact, and fierce clashes against the tough and thick Black Nightmare Armor.

The runes on the armor surface flickered violently, and black light flowed like a shield. In the end, after exhausting their energy, the first four throwing knives shattered and vanished under the intense corrosive backlash.

Although the Black Nightmare Heavy Armor was not completely torn apart, the impacted parts showed obvious energy disorder, with the dark light fluctuating abnormally violently, and even fine crack patterns could be vaguely seen spreading!
boom! !

The fifth throwing knife—a knife imbued with an even stronger penetrating will—followed closely behind, striking precisely the spot where the previous round of throwing knives had hit the most.

This time, instead of a clang, the armor emitted a dull, tearing sound, as if it had been pierced by a heavy hammer.

The Black Nightmare Battle Armor, which had already withstood a heavy blow and whose energy defenses were somewhat weakened, was finally torn open in a certain area by this extreme penetrating force.

The armor's solid defensive layer has been breached!
However, the power contained in this fifth strike was greatly consumed, delayed, and resisted the moment it broke through the armor, failing to truly harm Ming Xingyun's body and getting stuck at the crack in the broken armor.

In that very instant.

The sixth flying knife—the most deadly strike, embodying all of Li Xunhuan's thoughts and the intent of "Burning Heart"—has arrived!
Burning heart can cause dizziness, nausea, irritability, headache, burning sensations, and certain hallucinations.

Without the slightest hindrance, it followed the crack in the armor torn by the fifth slash, precisely and ruthlessly piercing into the flesh between Ming Xingyun's left shoulder and left chest!
puff!
The throwing knife pierced into his flesh an inch deep, and a sharp pain instantly shot through him. Ming Xingyun groaned, his body trembling violently. A thin line of crimson blood seeped from the blade, staining his tattered clothes.

The strange mental impact and soul-scorching power contained in the flying knife also tried to invade, but Ming Xingyun himself was a strong mental expert, and his powerful mental barrier forcibly resisted most of the soul-scorching power. Although it was painful, it did not cause any additional loss of control.

Almost simultaneously with the successful throw of the knife, Li Xunhuan's body swayed violently, and he too uncontrollably gushed out a mouthful of blood.

He had already exhausted himself and damaged his meridians from the three consecutive strikes that instantly killed Bao Nansong;

At this moment, he forcibly activated his sixth soul skill, "Thousand Feather Burning Heart Array," to the limit, in conjunction with his Martial Soul True Body. He continuously and intensely condensed, projected, and controlled six flying knives containing different soul skill wills, which was an extremely heavy burden on his soul power, soul nest, meridians, and even mind.

This is precisely the fundamental reason why, despite his unparalleled skill in throwing knives, his body has always struggled to maintain good health.

However, at this moment, seeing that the flying knife he had personally shot had actually injured a level 93 titled Douluo, an indescribable excitement and pride dispelled the pain and weakness.

Eleven levels higher!

Frontal damage!

The blood at the corner of his mouth was still wet, but a terrifying light flashed in his eyes, and he roared with wild joy: "Ha...! Title Douluo!"

He did it himself!

Chen Zhang couldn't help but admire him. Li Xunhuan's flying knife, even when not at its best, managed to break through the Black Nether Armor enhanced by the Soul Bone Skill. No wonder A Fei (Shen Fei) recognized Li Xunhuan as his brother and admired him greatly.

A burning pain shot through my shoulder and chest, accompanied by an indescribable sense of shame.

Ming Xingyun knew that Li Xunhuan's six strikes did not rely on the method of invoking the power of heaven and earth like a sword formation, but rather on the extreme burst of his own soul skills.

He stared intently at Li Xunhuan below, who was panting and coughing up blood, his voice as cold as the wind from the depths of hell: "Little Li Flying Dagger... its reputation is well-deserved. I will remember this favor today! I will definitely come to you and take it back one day!"

After making those harsh remarks, Ming Xingyun had no intention of lingering any longer.

Things change rapidly here; every moment you linger increases the risk.

He endured the pain, and the black mist around him suddenly surged, transforming him once again into a blurry black line, rapidly fleeing towards the outside of the manor.

Escape is the only option; any further delay could result in account suspension, making it impossible to leave.

(End of this chapter)