Douluo: Seven Asuras

Chapter 45 Seven Killing Swords vs. Soul Breaking Spear (Part )
After a brief confrontation, Yang Dianfeng took the lead in launching an offensive. He swung the Soul-Breaking Spear and stabbed forward without activating any soul skills. It was obviously just a test.

Chen Feng stepped on the Nine Shadows of the Divine Dragon, and with a slight shake, two phantoms appeared and flashed to the left and right.

Yang Dianfeng reacted quickly. Without moving his left hand, he violently stirred the tail of the gun with his right hand, and the tip of the Soul-Breaking Gun began to tremble left and right.

Chen Feng had to use the Seven Killing Sword to block.

"when!"

There was a sound of metal colliding, and both men took a step back at the same time.

This was the first collision between the Seven Kill Sword and the Soul-Breaking Spear. The additional attributes brought by their martial spirits immediately gave them a different feeling.

Chen Feng's Seven Killing Sword has a penetrating attribute. Even though it was just a collision of martial souls, there was still a strong and sharp soul power that penetrated through the tendons and veins. Yang Dianfeng only felt a pain in his arms and almost dropped the Soul-Breaking Spear, but in the blink of an eye, the attributes of the Soul-Breaking Spear allowed it to absorb this energy.

Chen Feng was slightly surprised. Although he had known from the information that the Soul-Breaking Spear was somewhat special, it was only when he actually fought with it that he could truly feel the magic.

The Soul-Breaking Spear can not only shock mental power, but it can also absorb physical attacks. The penetrating property of the Seven Kill Sword was completely swallowed up by the black spear in just a moment.

"Come again!"

Both of them were refreshed.

"The first soul skill, shock!"

Yang Dianfeng roared, his yellow soul ring lit up, and an explosive energy burst out from his body. At the same time, his momentum also exploded to the peak in an instant.

The black soul-breaking spear was like a black dragon. No water could penetrate it when it was used. It was like a thunderbolt that suffocated people. Even Yu Tianlong, who was watching the battle, felt a little depressed. He was secretly weighing in his heart that it might not be easy to continue a battle with someone of the same level.

Chen Feng fought and retreated at the same time, using his body and sword skills to constantly retreat, but he was always just on the passive defense.

On the surface, it seemed like he was being suppressed by Yang Dianfeng. In fact, Chen Feng's soul power had not recovered yet after killing the two soul kings, and it was simply unable to support him in a full-scale battle.

“Why are you running? Could it be that the Seven Killing Sword, which is known for its strongest attack power, doesn’t dare to confront the Soul-Breaking Spear head-on?” Yang Dianfeng stood with a gun in his hand and said coldly.

Chen Feng asked back, "Isn't body movement a kind of combat skill?"

Yang Dianfeng was speechless for a moment and could not think of any reason to refute.

"Okay, I'll let you run. Third Soul Skill: Explosion!"

Yang Dianfeng’s purple soul ring lit up.

The Soul-Breaking Spear suddenly burst out with black light, and its attack power instantly increased to a terrifying level.

He launched a range attack, the Soul-Breaking Spear danced with a humming sound, and dozens of phantoms were beaten out by him, blocking Chen Feng's retreat route in eight directions.

Then, the third soul skill: Explosion, released!
"Bang bang bang!"

There were more than a dozen loud noises in succession, and even the air was distorted. Chen Feng's face turned pale and he retreated continuously.

Even though he was not hit by the Soul-Breaking Spear, he was still affected by the explosion. The Seven Killing Sword has unparalleled attack power, but it cannot defend against ranged soul skills.

With his long black hair disheveled, Chen Feng looked a little disheveled for a moment.

"Third soul skill, sword as fast as the wind!"

Finally, Chen Feng had no place to retreat. He released his purple soul ring that was more than three thousand years old. He chose to fight despite the pain brought by his injuries.

Chen Feng also wanted to know, compared to the Soul-Breaking Spear which had pure attack power attributes, could the Seven Killing Sword win?
Yang Dianfeng's eyes lit up and he shouted, "Good job!"

Then, his fourth soul ring suddenly released, and the entire Soul Breaking Spear was instantly rendered black, and the attack reached a terrifying level.

Chen Feng's eyes flashed with blue light, and he injected his mental power into the Seven Kill Sword. This was not only the release of his third soul skill, but also a double blow of physical and mental power.

The next moment, the two powerful attacking spirits collided with each other.

All the soul masters watching the battle only felt a flash before their eyes. At the moment when the martial souls collided, it was as if another black lightning flashed and disappeared. It was definitely not an illusion, but a light mark produced by the collision of soul power.

Chen Feng took three steps back and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "puff", staining a large area of ​​the white clothes on his chest red.

Although Yang Dianfeng did not retreat a single step, his body was knocked back more than ten meters by a powerful force, and his two feet scraped two deep grooves in the ground.

The most shocking thing was that his pupils turned white and he froze in place, not moving for a while.

Chen Feng took a deep breath, but he had no more soul power to use.

"Seven Killings Sword Technique!"

Chen Feng chopped continuously, and a blue word "kill" took shape in the void, directly forcing towards Yang Dianfeng.

"stop!"

Yang Wudi's eyes suddenly widened and he roared. A black Soul-Breaking Spear as thick as his arm suddenly appeared. The dazzling patterns on it were much more gorgeous than Yang Dianfeng's Soul-Breaking Spear.

He flew up with extremely fast movements and stood in front of Yang Dianfeng who was still in a stiff state.

"Ah-"

The collision between the Soul-Breaking Spear and the word "Kill" caused Yang Wudi to be shocked. The word "Kill", which seemed to be full of sword intent and murderous aura, actually dissipated and disappeared into nothingness.

Chen Feng's face was pale, his martial soul had already been automatically retracted, his soul power had been exhausted, and the word "kill" without the support of soul power naturally lost its power.

However, the sword intent contained in the word "kill" moved Yang Wudi deeply.

"The winner has been decided. Yang Dianfeng lost."

Yang Wudi announced, "However, you won in terms of mental strength. Your mental strength is terrifying, and I'm afraid it's comparable to that of a Soul Saint."

Chen Feng said nothing. He stood there with a pale face, breathing rapidly.

Yu Tianlong hurried forward to support him, turned his head and said loudly: "What do you know? When we came here, we were attacked by the Spirit Hall. Chen Feng killed two Soul Kings, two Soul Sects, and several Great Soul Masters by himself, and then he exhausted his soul power. Otherwise, do you think Yang Dianfeng could fight him for so many rounds?"

"What!?"

Yang Wudi was stunned. He was just a Soul Sect, but he had killed so many opponents in succession. The most unbelievable thing was that there were two Soul Kings among them!

It is impossible for Yang Dianfeng to do this. He knows his grandson well. He was the one he brought up since he was a child, so he knows his grandson better than anyone else.

No wonder, after a battle, Chen Feng only released his third soul skill. Even the original soul skill of the Seven Kill Sword lineage did not have enough soul power to support it.

Yu Tianlong supported Chen Feng and walked slowly out of the arena. He turned back and added, "Also, do you think Chen Feng's vomiting blood was caused by your grandson's Soul-Breaking Spear? He took on the fourth soul skill of a level 56 soul king with his body, which left him with the injury. Yang Dianfeng only triggered his old injury."

Chen Feng patted Yu Tianlong, signaling him not to say anything more.

Yang Wudi stood there in a daze. He finally realized that his grandson had lost so completely.

(End of this chapter)