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

Chapter 1736 Falling short of success

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It's Blood Fierce Douluo Li Lingfeng!

The crimson blade of the "Bloodthirsty Divine Sword," which struck unexpectedly, was accompanied by the piercing shrieks of vengeful spirits. It suddenly tore through the crumbling seven-colored demon-sealing light chain and struck Chen Hong's vast and heavy Xuanming Sword Realm (a fusion of Xuanming Sword Intent and Xuanming Domain), which was like ten thousand years of profound ice!
Tsk-!
The terrifying killing intent and corrosive power contained in the blood-red sword aura clashed violently with the deep, cold, and sluggish Xuanming Sword Realm.

Although the Xuanming Sword Realm was not completely shattered, it was violently shaken and instantly covered with invisible spider web-like cracks, and the power of stagnation and confinement was severely weakened!

"Walk--!!!"

Having achieved his objective, Li Lingfeng showed no intention of lingering in battle!

His condensed form hadn't even fully stabilized when it suddenly lurched forward the instant it broke through the barrier, leaving only a fleeting crimson afterimage before vanishing without a trace into the distant darkness.

Staying behind and joining forces with Ming Xiangyun, who is severely injured and has greatly reduced combat power, would be tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock, especially against three Title Douluos who are in good condition and have excellent teamwork.

Well, that night at Chen Mansion, Ming Xiangyun was later besieged and seriously injured by Ge Laihao, Ji Hongming, and Qinghuang Sword Lord.

Moreover, the energy fluctuations in the direction of the Bao family manor in the distance are gradually weakening. If the dust settles there and enemy forces arrive to provide reinforcements, Li Lingfeng will likely be trapped in a deadly situation.

"damn it!"

A flicker of barely suppressed anger finally flashed in Chen Hong's usually calm and collected eyes.

A crack was forcibly broken in the Xuanming Sword Realm, causing a slight disturbance to the flow of his soul power.

Seeing that Ming Xiangyun had a chance to escape, he immediately activated his sword intent to seal the gap torn open by the Blood Fierce Divine Sword.

But it all happened in the blink of an eye!

As Ming Xiangyun watched Li Lingfeng's blood sword clear the way, the opportunity slipped away in an instant. The last trace of hesitation in his eyes turned into utter madness and heartache.

"what--!!!"

A howl like that of a wild beast!
Ming Xiangyun suddenly bit his tongue, and a mouthful of scalding blood containing rich life essence, carrying a dazzling red light and strong spatial fluctuations, was sprayed like ink onto the cracked black skull bone soul tool (blood escape treasure) that he had been holding tightly in his palm.

Buzz—Boom! !!!
The moment the jet-black skull was stained with blood, it burst forth with a blinding, deep red light, like ignited sulfur.

A suffocatingly thick, bloody aura, born from the despair of living beings, suddenly erupted.

At the same time, a powerful and strange spatial distortion force descended instantly, completely enveloping Ming Xiangyun and the remaining Li Po Storm around him, which had been largely eroded by the Xuanming Sword Intent.

"Blood Escape Across Ten Thousand Miles - Soul Burning Chase the Sky!"

Li Lingfeng's escape method was unpredictable and bizarre, while Ming Xiangyun's was even more brutal and domineering.

puff! !

With a muffled spatial explosion, the figure enveloped in blood-red light and distorted space suddenly became blurry and illusory under everyone's gaze, causing the space itself to ripple and fold violently.

The next second, a flash of light and shadow!
Only a void crater remained, churned by scorching blood and spatial fragments, reeking of intense filth and resentment. The area pulsated with the stench of blood and dark, malevolent energy, and Ming Xiangyun's last, venomous roar echoed: "Chen Hong! The Chen family! The Yang family! The hatred that enslaves you today—you will repay a hundredfold in the future!!!"

Ming Xiangyun, the true leader of the Black Nether Legion, paid a heavy price and finally managed to escape thanks to a sliver of opportunity gained by Li Lingfeng.

The Crimson Blood Burning Technique is extremely domineering and comes at a severe cost; just look at Yan Wufeng's experience with it.

Therefore, these top-tier Crimson experts all used many things as aids and sacrifices. Dongfang Long used a blood-type soul bone, Ming Xiangyun used an ancient soul tool, and Yan Wufeng actually had one too, but it was cut off from his arm.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated from the spot.

Chen Hong slowly withdrew his pointed sword finger, and the cold light of the Xuanming sword intent condensed at his fingertip slowly dissipated, but the space that had been forcibly torn apart by the sword realm still retained chaotic fluctuations.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his usually composed face as dark as iron, his deep eyes flashing with cold light, his intense anger and resentment almost solidifying.

Two cooked ducks flew away right under our noses!

Chen Menglin's Seven Kill Sword hovered beside him, its blade trembling slightly and emitting a low, suppressed hum.

He stared silently in the direction where Li Lingfeng had disappeared, then looked at the bloody void left behind by Ming Xiangyun's escape, his face so solemn it could drip water.

The meticulously planned deadly scheme was completely ruined by an unexpected spoiler!
The magnificent Seven-Beauty Bow, shimmering with light, slowly dissipated from Yang Jingxue's hand.

She pressed her lips together tightly, her pretty face frosty, and deep in her eyes was a cold sharpness and a hint of frustration at her failure.

The shockwave from when the Demon-Sealing Light Chain was forcibly severed by the Bloodthirsty Divine Sword seemed to still be felt at her fingertips.

The three looked in the direction where Ming Xiangyun had disappeared. The air was filled with the lingering stench of blood, filth, and a heavy sense of resentment. They had failed to kill this fiend, and the consequences would be dire.

Li Lingfeng's sudden sword strike shattered the Demon-Sealing Net, also destroying their perfect opportunity to kill him on the spot.

Chen Menglin frowned, staring in the direction where Li Lingfeng had disappeared, somewhat puzzled: "Li Lingfeng... how could he happen to appear here?"

Chen Hong stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze deep as he looked into the darkness in the distance. His tone was relatively calm: "Perhaps he was hiding in the nearby area, or he was passing by when he was startled by the battle fluctuations at the manor and came to investigate."

Yang Jingxue glanced at Chen Hong and Chen Menglin, her cool tone tinged with obvious regret: "It's indeed an infuriating coincidence. If it weren't for his meddling, Ming Xiangyun would already be in dire straits. Now..."

Chen Menglin sighed: "In this world, there are always some unexpected variables that leave people helpless."

The sharp edge in Chen Hong's eyes had not completely disappeared: "That scoundrel Ming Xiangyun is not destined to die today. But the Crimson Church is a cancer that we cannot defeat in a day. There is still a long way to go and there will always be opportunities."

Chen Menglin pondered for a moment: "I just hope that Zuo Tinggang noticed something was wrong with what happened just now and followed the aura of Li Lingfeng or Ming Xiangyun to escape."

Yang Jingxue gently shook her head: "I'm afraid the hope is slim. If such an extreme escape technique that consumes blood and life could be easily tracked down and intercepted, its illustrious name would not have been passed down to this day."

There was silence for a moment.

Chen Hong slowly withdrew his gaze: "Enough. Thinking about it too much is useless and will only cause more trouble. Let's go. The situation at the manor still needs us to clean up."

The three figures then transformed into streaks of light and sped off toward the Bao family manor.

(End of this chapter)