Douluo: Seven Asuras

Chapter 107 Bloody Swan Kiss
The strength of the blood-red nine-headed bat king exceeded Chen Feng's expectations. It was indeed a powerful soul beast that could parasitize Tang Chen. Even the semi-artifact level Seven Kill Sword was blocked. Its two claws tightly grasped the sword body, and the two of them were in a stalemate for a while.

"Wow!"

The nine phantoms behind the Nine-Headed Bat King seemed to become real, and the nine heads gradually became concrete, giving an extremely strange feeling.

They opened their mouths at the same time, and the sound waves immediately made Chen Feng's brain feel like it was struck by lightning. His eyes went dark and he almost fainted.

You know, Chen Feng's strength is now as high as level ninety, and with the blessing of several spirit rings that have surpassed the age limit, even if his real soul power is not as good as that of a level ninety-nine peerless Douluo, it is at least comparable to a level ninety-seven or ninety-eight super Douluo.

In addition, now that the skull has evolved into an intelligent skull of one hundred thousand years quality, it is impossible to guess how profound Chen Feng's mental power is.

Even so, I was still deeply affected.

On its forehead, a dark red magic pattern lit up, and a ray of Shura light bloomed in time. A red light that was somewhat similar to the Nine-headed Bat King lit up, which made it seem like it had met its nemesis. It squeaked strangely, hurriedly loosened its two claws, and retreated a long way.

A thick white smoke rose up, and the Shura Light corroded both claws of the Bat King. The sharp nails were worn away, revealing horrible wounds on the claws.

Chen Feng drew his sword and continued to attack forward. The main feature of the Seven Kill Sword was an indomitable momentum. Momentum was also a part of the strength. If the momentum was frustrated, he could only exert eight points out of ten points of strength.

On the contrary, the stronger the momentum, the more likely you are to gain the upper hand in battle.

The Nine Shadows of the Divine Dragon was activated, nine identical Dust Winds, nine blood-red Seven Killing Swords, even their movements were in unison.

Nine "kill" characters were carved and attacked the Nine-headed Bat King at the same time.

The Nine-Headed Bat King retreated quickly. It was now using Tang Chen's body. Obviously, Tang Chen's soul bone configuration also had leg bones, and its speed was also extremely fast.

Of the nine words "kill", six were barely avoided. The rolling mountains and buildings inside the City of Slaughter were constantly being destroyed. I don't know how many fallen people had their limbs flying and their blood splattered at this moment.

The other three "kill" words all hit the Nine-headed Bat King, and the three shadows of the heads behind it disappeared in an instant.

"Young man, you make me very angry. For so many years, no one has been able to force me to this extent, not even the Spirit Hall. You must pay the price for this!"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king half-knelt on the ground and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. Even as the ruler of the City of Slaughter, it was inevitably injured.

It raised its hand slightly, and a red column of blood rose from the blood pool in the abyss below. A strong smell of Bloody Mary was drawn into the void by its power and turned into balls of blood.

The nine-headed bat king opened its bloody mouth and swallowed them one by one. Every time it ate a blood ball, its strength would be restored a little.

Chen Feng did not rush to attack. He stood aside and watched quietly, as if thinking about something.

"The power of blood will make me stronger, and the last thing we lack here is blood. No one can defeat me in the City of Slaughter."

The King of Slaughter raised his hands and gently wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his tongue.

Behind it, under the blood-red cloak, countless blood balls rose up, and this was the confidence of the King of Killing.

"kill!"

After a brief thought, Chen Feng seemed to have found a way. The red Seven Killing Sword Demon Pattern emerged, and he poured the power of Shura on it, which emitted a dazzling halo.

Chen Feng rushed forward, the black fourth soul ring on his body lit up, and the fourth soul skill: murderous intent was revealed!
The first attack can produce a 300% critical hit, which is one of the top soul skills in Chen Feng's single-target attack.

In the City of Slaughter, no one except the King of Slaughter can use soul skills, and the King of Slaughter seems to be accustomed to the forbidden magic rules. Suddenly fighting against a soul master who can release soul skills, he feels somewhat caught off guard.

It tried to suppress the Seven Killing Swords with its two claws as it did before, but how could Chen Feng, who had learned from his failures, be so foolish as to repeat the same mistake?
Shura's Light, without a doubt, was the most powerful ability to restrain the King of Slaughter. When the Seven Killing Swords arrived, Shura's Light also arrived at the same time. The Nine-Headed Bat King screamed. It could not bear the pressure from Shura's Light, but another purple energy emerged from its body, completely dissolving the power of Shura's Light.

"Rakshasa Divine Light!"

This is Chen Feng's guess. Unless it is the power of a god, no soul master can dissolve the power of a god, even if it is just a ray of light. This is inevitable.

On the side, the King of Slaughter laughed sinisterly and said, "Keep going? The release of divine light is not endless. The higher the affinity, the more times it can be released. After all, you haven't become a Shura God yet. I want to see how many times you can use it."

After saying that, it crossed its arms coldly, looking like it wanted to see what else you could do.

In the void, blood cells were arranged neatly and transported into his mouth.

Some of the soul power that was originally consumed was also recovering at a crazy speed as the blood cells were replenished.

Chen Feng frowned slightly.

This blood-red nine-headed bat king has the ability to continuously recover its strength in the City of Slaughter, and I am not originally an opponent of the same level as it, I am just fighting a higher-level opponent.

If I keep dragging it on like this and wait for my soul power to run out, wouldn't I be just a lamb to be slaughtered?

A chill suddenly arose, and Chen Feng's hand brushed across the waist.

"I didn't intend to use yours, but this is the best way to fight the Nine-Headed Bat King right now."

Chen Feng whispered to himself.

He charged forward suddenly, his speed almost reaching a state that was difficult to catch. The Seven Killing Swords constantly crisscrossed with the King of Killing. The energy fluctuations generated by the collision between the two made the earth tremble.

"I told you, it's useless! In the City of Slaughter, no one can kill me instantly, and I can heal my wounds by swallowing blood at any time. How can you fight me?"

The King of Slaughter screamed strangely.

Chen Feng remained unmoved, but his sword moves became even more ferocious, as fast as the wind, and each strike was full of powerful force.

Finally, the claws of the bloody nine-headed bat king were swung high. At this moment, Chen Feng's hands quickly passed across his waist. Under the guidance of his soul power, a handful of powder was sprinkled on the wound of the King of Killing with incredible precision.

"Success!"

Chen Feng succeeded in his attack and quickly retreated.

However, the King of Slaughter, who was not far away, trembled noticeably.

"what did you do to me?"

The Slaughter King's voice was unnatural.

Chen Feng smiled and took out a snow-white fairy grass, holding it up with his soul power, but he did not dare to touch it.

The magic grass was crystal white, and every leaf seemed to be dripping with water. It was slender and curved, looking like a swan's neck.

"This flower is called: Snow Swan Kiss!"

(End of this chapter)