Douluo: My Shura Armor, Shura God, get lost!

Chapter 22 The Seven Kill Sword Shatters, Sword Douluo Dies! The arrogant Tang Chen calls for Su Moxie!

A voice so familiar it's etched into your very soul.

This caused the usually calm and collected Qian Daoliu's expression to change drastically.

But he didn't have time to respond.

Because the Haotian Hammer, which blotted out the sky, was smashing down on him.

That hammer blow was terrifying!

Far more terrifying than the Great Sumeru Hammer unleashed by Tang Xiao's exploding rings!

This will stir up a storm!

The sonic boom filled the entire space!

Whether it's the Spirit Hall, the Clear Sky Sect, or the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The titled Douluo from the three factions all stopped their fierce battle, staring in horror at the earth-shattering hammer blow.

Qian Daoliu directly unleashed his Martial Soul True Form.

The six-winged angel showered holy light upon Qian Daoliu, embracing him and adding to his defenses.

At the same time, a holy sword materialized in his hand.

The sharp sword light illuminated half the sky, slashing towards the Haotian Hammer that was descending from the heavens.

Boom boom boom—!!!

Thunder spreads!

Holy light radiated!

The two terrifying forces clashed, causing the ground to tremble violently and huge cracks to appear.

A few breaths later.

The golden holy sword shattered with a crash.

In contrast, the lightning on the Haotian Hammer dimmed slightly, but its momentum remained undiminished as it struck Qian Daoliu.

bang——

The six-winged angel's true form transformed into specks of light rain.

A thousand streams of blood gushed from the mouth, like a cannonball crashing into the ruins, stirring up dust and sand.

"Grandpa... lost..."

Qian Renxue's beautiful face slowly turned pale.

Her grandfather, who was invincible in her eyes, was actually defeated today.

"Tang...Chen!!!"

Gazing at the figure standing tall in the sky, holding the Haotian Hammer in hand.

The elders and deities of the Spirit Hall all cried out in surprise.

Especially the most senior Golden Crocodile Douluo.

His face was deathly pale, his breath was weak, and deep terror filled his eyes.

Tang Chen, who was once known as one of the two great soul masters alongside Qian Daoliu, was nicknamed "Invincible on the Ground".

During Tang Chen's tenure as the sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect, the Spirit Hall was overwhelmed by his power.

Qian Daoliu was defeated by Tang Chen several times.

They even made a promise.

As long as Tang Chen lives, Qian Daoliu will never be able to set foot on the Haotian Sect's mountain gate.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's lips trembled as he murmured in disbelief.

"Wasn't Tang Chen pursuing the path to godhood...and then he disappeared...?"

The hearts of the elders and worshippers of the Spirit Hall sank to the bottom.

"This person's strength... has probably already surpassed that of a level 99 Peerless Douluo..."

In contrast, the atmosphere at the Spirit Hall was solemn.

The Haotian Sect was overjoyed.

Tang Xiao slowly knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his weathered face.

"grandfather……"

The five elders of Haotian Sect also knelt down in gratitude, tears streaming down their faces.

"Old Sect Master..."

Ning Fengzhi narrowed his eyes and said:

"The first generation Haotian Douluo, he actually didn't die."

"His aura is ridiculously strong, even faintly surpassing the limits of a Title Douluo."

Bone Douluo clenched his fists, his breathing heavy as he said:

"Could it be... that Tang Chen has truly become a god?"

Ning Fengzhi said slowly:

"A strong alliance is a good thing."

"This time, the Spirit Hall will be completely wiped out from this continent."

Bone Douluo suddenly looked straight ahead and sneered:

"Heh, we don't need Tang Chen. It seems Chen Xin is about to succeed."

Clang——

Just then.

A clear, resonant sword cry drew the attention of everyone present.

Everyone quickly looked over.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin had already arrived behind Su Moxie.

The Seven Kill Sword condensed countless sword lights.

Its unparalleled sharpness could sting the skin even from a great distance.

"The new Pope of the Spirit Hall has a bad habit of losing focus in battle."

"Ninth Soul Skill - Man and Sword as One, Slaying Gods and Demons!"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin is known as the titled Douluo with the strongest attack power.

He was completely absorbed in the sword.

His unreserved swordplay transformed him into an unparalleled sword.

All the powerful individuals present, as long as their weapon was a sword, could feel their sword tremble.

This is paying homage to the king of swords.

A sword strike that seemed to eclipse the heavens and earth was aimed at Su Moxie, who appeared to be in a daze.

The Haotian Sect and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect were overjoyed.

The elders and retainers who knew of Su Moxie's terrifying strength were all slightly on edge.

Qianren Xuehua, her face paling, loudly reminded him:

"Your Holiness the Pope!"

"Be careful!"

bass--

The Seven Kill Sword struck Su Moxie.

However, no scene of head separation occurred.

There wasn't even a trace of blood.

Only a single spark appeared.

"How is that possible!"

For the first time, Sword Douluo Chen Xin doubted his own sword.

This sword strike.

That was his strongest attack.

He was confident that even a level 99 Peerless Douluo could not withstand it unscathed.

"Too weak."

At this moment, Su Moxie spoke calmly.

From the spot where he was struck by the Seven Kill Sword, the Asura Armor gradually spread across his entire body.

Su Moxie reached out and grasped the Seven Kill Sword.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin's expression changed.

He wanted to change his sword techniques.

But Su Moxie's hand was like an iron clamp.

No matter how much soul power he poured into it, the Seven Kill Sword could not be moved an inch.

"you……"

Sword Douluo had just uttered a single word.

Su Moxie slowly clenched his fist.

Kaka-

Kaka-

Accompanied by a series of crisp sounds.

On the gleaming Seven Kill Sword, fine cracks appeared.

"You... pfft..."

Sword Douluo was in a state of perfect harmony with his sword at this moment.

With the Seven Kill Sword damaged, his physical body was in no better shape.

bang——

A deafening roar.

The Seven Kill Sword shattered into pieces and flew away.

Sword Douluo's eyes bulged out, and blood, mixed with his internal organs, flowed from his mouth.

Su Moxie grabbed Sword Douluo by the neck.

It was tossed on the ground like trash.

The scene was so quiet it was as if the place were dead.

A series of incredulous gazes fell upon Su Moxie, who was clad in the Asura Armor.

The Sword Douluo, carrying a sword, unleashed a full-force attack without sustaining a single injury!

He crushed the Seven Kill Sword in his palm!

What kind of strength is this?!

Qian Renxue stared at the domineering figure with trembling eyes.

She knew Su Moxie was very strong.

He could catch her sword with two fingers.

But what she had just witnessed had once again shattered her understanding of what a strong person was.

"Sword... Uncle Sword..."

Ning Fengzhi seemed to have aged in that instant.

A fragment of the Seven Kill Sword flew down and landed at his feet.

He stiffly picked up the fragments, staring at them with unfocused eyes.

To him, Sword Douluo was already like family.

Today, he met a tragic end.

The regret in his heart surged like a vast ocean, drowning Ning Fengzhi.

"I...I'm going to kill Su Moxie!"

Bone Douluo's eyes were bloodshot, and a ferocious bone dragon materialized behind him.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi grasped Bone Douluo's wrist.

His palms bulged with veins, and he hissed:

"Bone... Uncle Bone, you are no match for him."

"Let... Haotian Douluo go..."

Bone Douluo's body trembled violently.

He raised his head.

They saw Tang Chen walk down from the sky step by step.

"Su Moxie?"

"I have been gone for so long, and yet such a monstrous young man as you has appeared on the mainland."

Tang Chen was surrounded by wisps of blood energy, as if he were wrapped in a blood-red cloak. He said calmly:

"I escaped from the killing city, but I lost my mind."

"Fortunately, I was purified by the light of the sea god, regained myself, and was protected by the god of asura, which reshaped my body."

"I heard from the mistress that the Spirit Hall, led by a demon, is ravaging the entire continent."

"Seeing it today, I can confirm it's true."

"Then I cannot let you live."

bang——

Qian Daoliu rushed out of the ruins.

A trace of blood clung to the corner of his mouth as he asked in surprise:

"Tang Chen, back then you said..."

"I will not return until I become a god..."

"Have you really reached that level?!"

Tang Chen glanced at Qian Daoliu, but did not answer Qian Daoliu's question. He simply said:

"Sendou Ryu, you have disappointed me greatly."

"You are no match for me now, step back."

"Send Su Moxie here."

(End of this chapter)