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

Chapter 381 That’s my brother!

"Ji Chenglie, rest in peace!" He Tiancheng whispered softly. His voice seemed to have transcended the barriers of time and space and slowly echoed in the silent night sky.

The voice contained endless sorrow, like the desolation of autumn wind sweeping through fallen leaves, and the silence of winter snow covering the earth.

His heart was full of determination and determination, like a warrior going to death, spreading his blood and faith on the final battlefield.

As He Tiancheng sang, his martial spirit Black Feather Crane slowly spread its wings, and its huge black wings stretched out in the night sky, like a magnificent picture.

Every feather on the wings exudes a deep dark aura, as if it has absorbed all the dark elements from the endless night sky.

The entire battlefield was shrouded in thick darkness at this moment, as if night had fallen and the stars had disappeared, leaving only the black-feathered crane soaring in the sky.

This is Black Feather Crane's "Sixth Soul Skill - Dark Night Storm".

He Tiancheng took a deep breath, activated the soul power in his body, and exerted the power of Black Feather Crane to the extreme.

I saw the black-feathered crane's wings suddenly waved, and the strong wind suddenly roared, rolling up dust and gravel all over the sky.

Their penetrating power is extremely strong, like sharp blades, they can easily penetrate the enemy's defense and cause a lot of damage.

At the same time, Ji Chenglie was also secretly urging his Nine Phoenixes to come to Yixiao to prepare for this life and death battle.

With the ups and downs of the music, the green phoenix's feathers slowly fell down, turning into countless green feather arrows, shining with sharp light.

Jiufenglai Yixiao's "fifth soul skill - Qingyu Covers the Sky" was awakened by Ji Chenglie's playing.

At the same time, the dark elements gathered crazily and intertwined with the strong wind, forming a storm that destroyed the world.

The green feather arrows are as dense as a rainstorm, leaving people with nowhere to hide or escape.

That terrifying power is like the arrival of death, mercilessly devouring all enemies who dare to challenge it.

The notes of the long flute dance like the sounds of nature, floating in the night sky.

He Tiancheng's eyes flashed with determination. He stared at the center of the storm, as if he could see Ji Chenglie's figure through the raging storm.

Despite this, Ji Sung Yeol did not give up. He tried his best to play the long flute, trying to resist He Tiancheng's attack with little strength.

The power of Qingyu Covering the Sky was greatly reduced as a result, and was unable to compete with He Tiancheng's Dark Night Storm.

However, Ji Chenglie had been hit by the fragrance of Qingfeng Jade Dew before, which made his soul power somewhat scattered and unable to fully exert the power of Jiufenglai Yixiao.

These green feather arrows are like alien objects, falling from the sky and covering the entire battlefield.

In the storm, the power of wind and darkness merged and stirred with each other, like an awakened giant beast, roaring and galloping in the endless darkness.

The cyan feather arrows intertwined with the black feathers of the wind, bursting out with brilliant light.

However, in this fierce contest, He Tiancheng's Dark Night Storm finally gained the upper hand.

Seeing the green feather arrows being blown away by the strong wind one by one, Ji Chenglie's heart was filled with helplessness and unwillingness. He knew that he could no longer resist He Tiancheng's attack. He gritted his teeth and played the Jiufenglai flute with all his strength, trying to resist He Tiancheng's attack with his little strength.

The green feathered arrows cut through the night sky like meteors. Although the number and power have been reduced, each feathered arrow embodies Ji Chenglie's determination and belief.

At this moment, a hundred-meter-long sword light suddenly appeared on the battlefield. This sword light was destroying the dark power and was quickly moving away.

However, at this critical moment, it suddenly turned and crashed into He Tiancheng's dark night storm like a silver meteor.

The collision between the sword light and the dark night storm instantly erupted into a dazzling light, and the entire battlefield seemed to be shaken by this power. The violent wind and dark elements in the dark night storm were instantly cut apart by the sword light, and the sword light also gradually dissipated during the impact.

However, this collision gave Ji Chenglie a chance to breathe.

He Tiancheng was also shocked by this sudden change. He quickly adjusted his soul skills in an attempt to regain control of the battlefield.

However, in this brief moment, Ji Chenglie had already seized the opportunity. He took a deep breath, urged Jiufeng to come to Yixiao again, and launched an even more fierce attack.

This time, his attack was more precise and swift, with green feather arrows pouring down like a torrential rain, hitting He Tiancheng's vitals. Although He Tiancheng reacted quickly, his skin was still scratched by the arrow, and the blood instantly dyed his clothes red.

The moment the Titled Douluo arrived, He Tiancheng retreated. He stared solemnly at the powerful man who fell from the sky, and his heart was full of fear.

Titled Douluo are the pinnacle beings in the world of soul masters, and each of them has the power to destroy the world. The appearance of this titled Douluo in front of him undoubtedly broke the balance of the battlefield.

"Title Douluo! Who are you?" Yan Shenglong clenched his fists, his voice full of vigilance and hostility. As a high-level soul master, he naturally understands the terrifying aspects of titled Douluo.

At this moment, he was filled with uneasiness, worried that this titled Douluo would become the enemy of their Yan family.

At the ninth level of Soul Master, the ones with the larger strength span are the promotions of Soul Lord, Soul King, Soul Saint, and Titled Douluo. The higher the level, the greater the jump in strength. The promotion of Titled Douluo is the combination of virtual and real martial arts, the soul power is liquefied, and There is a huge gap in the strength under the title.

However, the moment Yan Shenglong's voice fell, Chen Cong's soft and sure voice sounded: "From the Crimson Church?!"

Although there was doubt in his tone, it revealed an indescribable certainty.

He Tiancheng seemed to have thought of something. His eyes suddenly shrank and he stared closely at the titled Douluo. There was an unconcealable shock in his voice: "Seven Killing Sword! Are you from the Chen family?!"

The Seven Kills Sword is the inherited martial spirit of the Chen family. Every soul master who possesses the Seven Kills Sword is a proud being.

The titled Douluo in front of him not only possessed the Seven Killing Sword, but also exuded such a powerful aura, which made him feel a little trembling.

After hearing He Tiancheng's words, Ji Chenglie and others also reacted.

Although Ji Chenglie was seriously injured, he was in high spirits at this moment. He struggled to stand upright, looking at him with eyes full of expectation and respect: "But the swordsman Douluo Chen has his jade crown?!"

The most famous person outside the Chen family was Chenyu, and the first thing he thought of was Chenyu.

The swordsman Douluo Chenyu is a legendary figure in the world of soul masters. His strength and superb swordsmanship are unmatched by others. If the titled Douluo in front of them is really Sword Master Douluo Chenyu, then their Ji family will be saved.

The titled Douluo shook his head slightly, his eyes lingered on Ji Chenglie for a moment, and then he said slowly: "That's my brother."

(End of this chapter)