Douluo's Soul Power increases by two levels every year

Chapter 391 Sword Slaying the Holy Dragon!

P.S. There's another chapter coming soon!

"Uncle Jian..." Ning Fengzhi, within the Zhiyu Isolation Domain, looked at Chen Xin, who was now peerless, and was momentarily speechless. Apart from feeling moved, he couldn't utter a complete sentence!

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's support never stopped, and Chen Xin always had a heaven-defying boost of 90%!

Logically speaking, Chen Xin, who is also at level 97 and has the assistance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, should be stronger than the Holy Dragon Douluo.

Indeed, if Chen Xin were to sheath his sword and regroup, the Holy Dragon Douluo would have no chance whatsoever!

The problem is that Chen Xin chose to become a sword cultivator, and a sword cultivator's sword can never be sheathed unless it has drawn blood!

How can the overwhelming sharpness on the blade be quelled if it is not stained with blood?

Therefore, the Holy Dragon Douluo had the opportunity to defeat or even kill Chen Xin!

No matter how you look at it, the Seven Kill Sword that is currently locked in a stalemate with the white light wall was ultimately unleashed by Chen Xin when he was at level ninety-six. Even though his cultivation has broken through and his strength has greatly increased, the foundation of this sword is still the same, and it has not undergone any transformation!

This is why Ning Fengzhi felt so lost and dejected—Chen Xin's sword could undoubtedly sever the white light wall of the Holy Dragon Douluo, but the Holy Dragon Douluo wouldn't be foolish enough to wait for Chen Xin to kill him. His ninth soul skill was already ready to be unleashed. How much power did Chen Xin's sword still have left to strike the Holy Dragon Douluo's ninth soul skill?

At that time, Chen Xin, who only advances and never retreats and has no defense, will be severely injured, if not killed, under the ninth soul skill of the Holy Dragon Douluo!

Even if he survives by sheer luck, for Chen Xin, losing his first battle after breaking through would mean his sword heart is definitely flawed, and he will likely be stuck at level 97 from now on, unable to make any further progress!

Chen Xin naturally understood all this, but at this moment, all that was in his heart was the Seven Kill Sword!

Facing the Holy Dragon Douluo's Holy Dragon Heavenly Punishment Cannon, Chen Xin's expression remained unchanged, and his body became increasingly transparent. The aura flowing from his body vaguely condensed into a sharp longsword in the air!

The next moment, Chen Xin transformed into sword light, turning into a sword rainbow and merging with the true form of the Seven Kill Sword, achieving complete unity between man and sword!

The moment the dust-heart transformed into a sword, the power of the Seven Kill Sword's true form surged, gathering the sharpness of heaven and earth, and slashed at the white light wall in front of the white-armored holy dragon!

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A dazzling sword rainbow flashed across the sky, and even Han Feng and Ning Fengzhi, who were in the Zhiyu Isolation Domain, couldn't help but feel their hair stand on end. They felt as if every pore on their body was being pointed at by a sharp sword, and cold sweat poured down their backs!

The same was true for the Holy Dragon Douluo. The ferocious eyes of the White Armored Holy Dragon True Form shrank fiercely, and the indestructible white light wall was instantly cut off like a piece of tofu. Even the White Armored Holy Dragon Domain, which the Holy Dragon Douluo was so proud of, was cut with a deep crack. The Seven Kill Sword, like a divine judgment, descended from the sky and slashed straight at the White Armored Holy Dragon!

But the Holy Dragon Douluo shouldn't panic!

Saint Dragon Douluo is, after all, a peerless Douluo of level ninety-seven. His life story, if written down, would be a magnificent and legendary biography. He has faced life and death on the brink of death many times before, so how could he be frightened by Chen Xin!?

Moreover, the Holy Dragon Douluo clearly saw that after the Seven Kill Sword cut through the white light wall and tore apart the white-armored Holy Dragon's collar, its momentum weakened by three points!

"Chen Xin! I will have the Spirit Hall write an epic for you, so you can die a worthy death!" The white-armored Holy Dragon True Form roared with a distorted face under the control of the Holy Dragon Douluo!

"hold head high!"

A high-pitched dragon roar resounded, and a white light, even more dazzling than a meteor streaking across the sky, burst forth from the mouth of the white-armored holy dragon. The scorching light even distorted space, affecting both Seabird Douluo and Ancient Banyan. The seawater was instantly evaporated, greatly reducing Seabird Douluo's speed and nearly causing him to be captured by Ancient Banyan. Seabird Douluo was so angry that he almost cursed out loud!

Chen Xin remained unmoved. The Seven Kill Sword clashed with the Holy Dragon Heavenly Punishment Cannon. The Seven Kill Sword first cut through the Holy Dragon Heavenly Punishment Cannon, and then was swallowed up by the endless energy!

The Holy Dragon Heavenly Punishment Cannon devoured Chen Xin and the Seven Kill Sword, and shot straight toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's protective formation!

The protective array that had been unable to be shattered by the aftershocks of the battle between the eight titled Douluo was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of the Holy Dragon Heavenly Punishment Cannon, and was pierced with a large hole without any resistance!

The Holy Dragon Heavenly Punishment Cannon stormed into Heaven Dou City, its terrifying pressure causing panic throughout the city. Fortunately, the Holy Dragon Douluo's attack came from below, piercing the sky and dispersing the clouds before disappearing into the horizon, without causing any real harm to the people inside Heaven Dou City.

But everyone inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School held their breath, staring intently at the white Holy Dragon Heavenly Punishment Cannon.

Although all they could see was a blinding white light, everyone understood that this was the decisive blow that would decide the final outcome!

Especially Ning Fengzhi and the others, he understood that after being devoured by the Holy Dragon Heavenly Punishment Cannon, Chen Xin was now probably facing a nine-out-of-ten chance of death!

The path of sword cultivation is inherently a one-in-ten chance of survival!

The Holy Dragon Douluo's soul power was almost completely depleted before the Holy Dragon Heavenly Punishment Cannon finally stopped. The white light gradually dissipated, and the scorching air gradually cooled down. However, Ning Fengzhi and the others ultimately failed to witness the sword that would sever everything!

In the end, Chen Xin was unable to sever all ties.

As the white light dissipated, the true form of the Seven Kill Sword had shattered into countless pieces of black iron. Chen Xin fell helplessly from the sky, his entire right arm had disappeared, his whole body was covered in scarlet blood, his eyes were closed, and his life or death was unknown!

Seeing this, Gu Rong, Ning Fengzhi, and Han Feng all gasped, while the Holy Dragon Douluo burst into wild laughter: "Hahaha! Utterly foolish! You insist on courting death, so I have no choice but to reluctantly grant your wish!"

All that talk about writing epics, being the number one swordsman in the world, or being a sword immortal is nothing but a provocation by the Holy Dragon Douluo!

From beginning to end, Holy Dragon Douluo only wanted Chen Xin to die!

Many disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had already given up hope—even Chen Xin, who had broken through to level ninety-seven in a desperate situation, had perished; what chance did they have to resist?

Only Ning Fengzhi refused to give up hope, shouting sharply, "I belong to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School! I will assist Uncle Sword!"

Chen Xin is not dead yet. He still has the amplifying light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda on his body. Dead people don't have soul power!

"A desperate struggle! Utterly futile!" Upon hearing this, the Holy Dragon Douluo sneered, ignoring the half-dead Chen Xin, and strode towards Han Feng and Ning Fengzhi!

"Damn it! Do you really think you're someone important?!" Han Feng cursed angrily upon seeing this, clutching the Emperor Sword Ice Crystal in his palm, his eyes filled with a fierce light!

Han Feng wanted Ning Rongrong to always be happy, but if Chen Xin was seriously injured, Ning Rongrong would definitely be heartbroken, which was not what Han Feng wanted to see. The Holy Dragon Douluo had made Han Feng break his promise, and Han Feng could not vent his hatred without killing the Holy Dragon Douluo. In any case, Qian Renxue had already spoken to Han Feng, and Han Feng could decide who lived and who died in the entire Spirit Hall with a single word!

"I have a sword that can change the face of the world, and all the warriors under heaven shall challenge me to a duel!" But just as Han Feng's Ice Crystal Emperor Sword was about to be drawn, a strange voice suddenly rang out from behind the white-armored Holy Dragon's true form.

The voice sounded weak, but its arrogance was overwhelming!

Upon hearing this voice, both the White-Armored Holy Dragon and Ning Fengzhi trembled!

The massive body of the white-armored holy dragon slowly turned around, revealing Chen Xin standing proudly in the air, stepping on a fragment of the Seven Kill Sword True Body that resembled a sword!

At this moment, Chen Xin looked somewhat listless and his face was pale, clearly due to weakness caused by excessive blood loss, but his eyes were extremely sharp!

"Chen Xin... are you in such a hurry to die!?" Upon seeing this, the Holy Dragon Douluo roared through gritted teeth.

"Holy Dragon, commit suicide!" Chen Xin ignored Holy Dragon Douluo and said as if to persuade him.

The white-armored holy dragon's pupils widened, its anger surging, and it roared again, "Chen Xin! Do you intend to destroy yourself here?! Your sword is broken, it can't even be sheathed, how can it be drawn?!"

Chen Xin stared intently at the white-armored holy dragon's true form, pondered for a moment, and then said, word by word, "I have said before, I possess a sword that can change the face of the heavens!"

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As if to verify Chen Xin's words, the sky suddenly changed color. The clear sky without a cloud in the sky was replaced by the color of the Seven Kill Sword. Under the simple and unadorned dome, there was a murderous aura!

Immediately afterwards, the fragments of the Seven Kill Sword's true form seemed to come alive, suspended in mid-air. An invisible force sculpted and carved them, and in an instant, they transformed into thousands upon thousands of Seven Kill Swords!

As if realizing something, the Holy Dragon Douluo widened his eyes and opened his mouth as if to say something.

But Chen Xin had no intention of listening to the Holy Dragon Douluo any longer. He raised his left hand and uttered a cold syllable from his thin lips: "Slay!"

Thousands upon thousands of Seven Kill Swords either surged upwards like a whirlwind or poured down like a galaxy, instantly engulfing the enormous white-armored holy dragon's true form!

The terrifying storm of sword blades even tore cracks in space, let alone the true form of the white-armored holy dragon!

Even if the White-Armored Holy Dragon excels in defense, could it possibly be more difficult to sever than space itself?!

When everyone came to their senses, all they could hear was the sound of swords tearing through everything and the Holy Dragon Douluo's miserable screams. Before their eyes were countless sword blades, and all they could see was dazzling blood spurting from the white-armored Holy Dragon's true form!

(End of this chapter)