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

Chapter 1796 One Pot
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massacre!

A massacre with no suspense whatsoever!

Of the three Soul Saints, one died, one escaped, and one was seriously injured. The supervisory team had long been scattered, killed, or crushed by the Chen family's experts.

The remnants of the Bone-Digging Gang had completely lost all will to resist. Crying and trampling, they surged madly into the depths of the streets deep within the castle, wishing they had two more legs.

Chen Xiaojun stood amidst the blood and gore, choosing not to pursue the scattered soldiers, his cold gaze sweeping across the ravaged battlefield on the right flank.

The blood groove on the Netherworld Killing Sword glowed red, and the residual blood energy, killing intent, poisonous miasma, and malevolent energy that permeated the battlefield were greedily absorbed by the sword, like weary birds returning to their nests, as well as the absorption of the "Harvest" special skill.

Through the rapid transfer of blood through the bloodline, part of it nourished the dormant black and red cocoon deep in his sea of ​​consciousness, while the other part replenished his own severely depleted soul power and mental power, and a hint of rosiness appeared on his pale face.

With the outcome of the battle decided, it's time to execute the planned "right hook spin" tactic.

"Follow me! Target—Mid lane!" Chen Xiaojun's cool voice pierced through the battlefield's clamor.

The crowd immediately followed his lead, turning around and charging fiercely toward the center of the battlefield like the sharpest spearhead.

However, before this new force could reach the core battlefield, a sudden change occurred.

In the central battlefield, amidst the terrifying energy fluctuations of tearing and colliding, came a furious roar from Ironjaw Barton, accompanied by the metallic hum of grinding metal:
"Secret Technique: Blood and Bone Frenzy - Iron Crocodile Tail Severing!"

A dark red energy, mixed with a strong bloody smell and violent soul power, suddenly erupted from Barton's body, which was covered by a metal jaw!

His already tall body instantly swelled to a size larger, the blood vessels on his skin bulged like writhing dragons, his eyes were bloodshot, and his aura instantly rose to a dangerous and insane level.

The enormous metallic crocodile phantom was covered in a layer of blood flames, and its power increased dramatically!

Boom——! ! !
Barton's fists, carrying the force to tear through space, slammed heavily into Zhu Yanfeng's unmoving shield.

This collision was far more intense than any before; blood, flames, and rock fragments flew everywhere, and the violent shockwave blew everything within dozens of meters away away and shattered.

Crack! Zhu Yanfeng's Martial Soul True Body, which was tens of meters tall, was shaken and staggered back several steps. The huge rocky feet plowed deep trenches in the ground, and several obvious cracks appeared on the stone armor shield.

Barton's secret technique of burning his life essence and overdrawing his potential unleashed terrifying power in an instant.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Patton emitted a piercing, metallic whistling sound from beneath his metal jaws, echoing throughout the fortress:

"Bone-Digging Team! Retreat! Everyone disperse and retreat! Every person who can leave is a piece of cake! Move—!!!"

This order to retreat was the final death knell tolling in the hearts of all the desperate members of the Bone-Digging Gang.

Their morale had already plummeted due to the collapse of their main force on the right flank and Chen Xiaojun's earth-shattering sword strike, and the leader's order to retreat completely extinguished their will to fight.

If they don't retreat now, once Chen Xiaojun's fierce army, which has just finished mopping up the right flank, returns to the middle lane and joins forces with the others, they will become sitting ducks and be completely wiped out!

"Run!"

"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"

The remaining desperados of the Bone-Digging Gang no longer cared about resistance or cooperation. They abandoned their armor and fled desperately in all directions—towards the streets, tunnels, and even broken windows that were not yet completely blocked off—plunging the scene into utter collapse and chaos. Zhu Yanfeng steadied himself and, seeing Barton issue the order, turned and transformed into a streak of blood-red light, rushing towards the depths of the fortress.

"Barton! Don't leave!"

Zhu Yanfeng roared and chased after them with a thunderous roar, determined not to let the leader of the Bone-Digging Gang escape so easily.

Just as the Bone-Digging Gang collapsed and scattered, Chen Xiaojun led the Spinning Right Hook, which stormed into the central battlefield area like an iron torrent!

Chen Xiaojun paused slightly, the Netherworld Killing Sword glowed crimson, your eyes narrowed slightly, and an invisible, solemn, and cold power suddenly spread out from him.

"The sword of judgment wields its power over sin!"

This was the unique aura of judgment from before, its effect far exceeding that of the unconscious one, instantly enveloping an area of ​​nearly a hundred meters!
The only downside is that this move cannot be used simultaneously with other moves.

Under the aura of "amplification/suppression" emanating from Chen Xiaojun, the fear, power, and sluggishness of the souls of the Bone-Digging Gang's desperate followers contrasted sharply with the boiling blood, clear thinking, and increasingly fierce fighting spirit of the Chen Family's allied soul masters.

Dou Jing, the vice-captain who was barely able to hold on against Ximen Wenye's Karmic Fire Demon Blade thanks to his Frost White Steel Fork Martial Soul and superb Frost Soul Skill, suddenly froze the moment the judgment aura enveloped him!
The penetrating pressure of judgment created a huge flaw in his mind, and the flow of his frost soul power was also slowed down by a fraction.

Ximen Wenye was a shrewd and experienced man; how could he let go of such a fleeting opportunity?

"Eighth Soul Skill: Karmic Fire Burns Evil!"

His hair and beard bristled, and the longsword in his hand, burning with the crimson flames of karmic fire, shone brightly. A blade of light, imbued with extreme annihilation intent, cleaved through Dou Jing's hastily formed frost armor with ferocious ferocity.

"puff--!"

Dou Jing was struck hard, blood gushing out. His double forks were knocked away, and his meridians were invaded by karmic fire, instantly rendering him powerless. Soul Masters swarmed him and bound him tightly with specially made soul power chains.

Even a vice-captain at the Contra level couldn't escape being captured.

Meanwhile, the four Soul Saints of the Bone-Digging Team who were restraining Qin Luguang were also suffering greatly from the oppressive aura of judgment.

Two of them were already slightly weaker, and under Qin Luguang's frenzied blood spear storm and sudden aura suppression, they were instantly in grave danger.

Li Wuyai, the Soul-Piercing Spear Master (Level 77, Strong Attack): He attacked head-on against the Soul-Breaking Spear, but was interrupted by a strange mental shock (the effect of the Judgment Aura). His spear momentum faltered, and Qin Luguang smashed half of his shoulder with a spear. He fell to the ground with a wail and was subdued by the Chen family experts who arrived shortly afterward.

Shadow Serpent Yin Jiu (Level 74 Agility Attack): Seeing the situation was not good, he transformed into several afterimages and tried to escape into the shadows, but the Judgment Aura greatly weakened his agility and stealth ability, and was injured by Zuo Jinhua's sword after she opened the Ghost Eye.

Hidden Shadow Vine Moli (Level 73 Support/Control): When Li Wuyai was severely injured and fell to the ground, he shouted, "Don't kill me! I surrender!"

He was the only one of the four who lacked the ability to launch a direct attack and had absolutely no will to resist.

Black Stone Shield Rock Tremor (Level 76, Defense Type): It withstood Qin Luguang's attack with its powerful martial spirit, but also coughed up blood and its soul power was shaken.

Seeing the other two instantly crippled, Li Wuyai severely injured, and the last support-type Soul Saint surrender, Yan Zhen sighed sadly, put away the huge black stone shield in his hand, and said dejectedly, "I... surrender!"

If they continue to resist, they will only face certain death.

They were all wiped out.

If it weren't for the interference, suppression, and incitement of their fear by the "Sword of Judgment," these Soul Saints would never have been captured and surrendered so easily.

(End of this chapter)