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

Chapter 675: Chen Family's Ways to Break the Mountain
The battle between the wolf-like beast and Chen Cong spiraled straight up to the sky, and the aftermath of the battle's halo "bang bang bang" spread all the way upwards.

At this time, the five people riding swords had already stopped a few hundred meters away from each other, two on the left and three on the right, each of them concentrating and waiting.

The first person on the left is a sturdy old man, over two meters tall, with white hair and a short beard, exuding an aura of strength and majesty.

He turned to the thin old man beside him and said, "Old prodigal, we haven't seen each other for many years. Let me see if your swordsmanship has improved?"

The thin old man, known as the old prodigal, had a head of silver hair but his elegance remained unchanged. His posture was still upright, and his every move revealed a carefree and extraordinary attitude that was detached from this world.

He smiled slightly and responded, "In terms of skill, it is hard to say how much you have improved, but when it comes to the souls killed by the sword, I'm afraid you, 'Xiao Gaozi', are slightly inferior. If you don't agree, let's have a competition."

After saying that, he took a deep breath, holding the Green Blood Sword, his soul power surged throughout his body, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Then, he shouted in a low voice: "Eighth Soul Skill - Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect, Sea of ​​Jade Blood Sword!"

As his words fell, his body moved slightly, and countless red sword shadows emerged from the void, like a surging sea of ​​swords, majestic and vast, reaching the sky, and even a faint smell of blood filled the air.
The blood-red sword light was as cold as frost, sweeping forward. Each ray of blood-red sword light contained astonishing killing power. It was a ruthless test for the disciples of Tianlang Sect, which made people shudder.

There were wailing sounds all around in the Tianlang Sect. Wherever the swords flashed, blood splattered, staining their clothes red and piercing their hearts.

It was not only a physical injury, but also a destruction of will, making the disciples of Tianlang Sect feel unprecedented fear and pain.

This is the power of blood.

The strong and sturdy old man Xili Daogao, with a voice as loud as a bell, pointed directly at Shen Lang and scolded with a smile: "Shen Lang, you old boy, you are still cunning. I will let you see what it means to strike last and gain the upper hand!"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his body, and the martial soul in his body - Xili Sword suddenly appeared. The sword body flashed with lightning and contained violent power.

"Eighth Soul Skill—Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin, Ten Directions Thunder Prison, activate!"

As he roared, endless lightning and sword energy intertwined together to form brilliant sword shadows. These sword shadows were not chaotic, but arranged in an orderly manner, like a cage made of lightning swords, falling from the sky and covering an area of ​​space.

This "Ten Directions Thunder Prison" is not only visually shocking, but its power is also terrifying.

With the majestic power of heaven, they whizzed through the air with a piercing sound, heading straight for the disciples of the Tianlang Sect.

Although those disciples tried their best to resist, their defense seemed so fragile in the face of such a powerful force.

The lightning swords rained down like raindrops. Some disciples were directly hit by the lightning swords, their bodies were instantly torn into pieces, and blood splattered everywhere.

Some disciples managed to resist, but were still shaken to the point of spitting blood and staggering;
Some disciples were directly hit by this force, and were instantly torn into pieces, turning into blood mist all over the sky;
Although some disciples managed to avoid the fatal blow, they were still knocked to the ground by the aftermath.

Xili Daogao stood on the battlefield, overlooking everything.

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The three people on the left are Chen Wenchao, Chen Shihua, and Chen Xun. It was them. Chen Xun and Chen Shihua had returned to the village from the Sunset Forest. When they heard that their son Chen Xiaojun was injured, Chen Xun and Ye Xiuxin hurriedly followed Chen Wenchao to Chang'an City.

Chen Wenchao suddenly took a step forward, took the lead in attacking, and shouted in a low voice: "Sixth Soul Skill - Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin Swords Chaos the Universe!"

In an instant, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and thousands of sword shadows emerged out of thin air. They intertwined in the air, forming a chaotic and gorgeous dense sword net, cutting the air into pieces.

Then, Chen Shihua flashed, holding the Seven Killing Swords in his hand, and he chanted a spell: "Sixth Soul Skill - Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin, Dawn Breaks!"

As the tip of his sword slashed, a gentle and dazzling sword light cut through the sky, like the first ray of sunlight at sunrise, not only illuminating the surroundings, but also turning the sword light into countless fragments of morning light, each piece flashing with a light of hope and destruction coexisting, scattering in all directions, breathtakingly beautiful.

As the best among the three, Chen Xun took a deep breath, his whole body's soul power boiled, and he shouted: "Eighth Soul Skill - Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin Hurricane Shadow!"

After he finished speaking, the sword intent around him boiled, thousands of swords rang out, and the sword light instantly condensed into an extremely sharp sword energy storm, like a passing hurricane, wild and unrestrained, sweeping away everything in its path, or like a ghost in the wind, so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Wherever he passed, the air roared and dust flew, which complemented the sword light of Chen Wenchao and Chen Shihua, weaving together a shocking sword painting.

The power of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin, although a move with the same name, each has its own characteristics. Its splendor and destructive power are in no way inferior to the power of the Seven Deadly Bows that destroyed the Demonic Sheep Sect in the past. This is the Chen family's means of destroying mountains and temples.

Under a round of soul-stirring attack by seven people, the soul masters of Tianlang Sect fell one after another, with four to five hundred casualties, which was a heavy loss. Most of them were disciples with shallow cultivation.

Because many elite disciples were protected first by their formation.

Just two minutes ago, inside the Heavenly Wolf Sect, Lang Weihong gave a few instructions and then gave the order: "Form a formation, activate the Hundred Wolves Howling Sky Formation!"

Among the more than a thousand disciples of the Tianlang Sect, five or six out of ten are low-level soul masters. Therefore, they are qualified to be the so-called elite disciples of the Hundred Wolves Howling Sky Formation. They start from the Soul Sect, and there are not many of them. They also need a Soul Douluo main formation, so it is good enough if they can spare some manpower to practice for a while.

After all, although this Hundred Wolves Howling Sky Formation is the Tianlang Sect's magical formation, it can only be used once in ten years at most. Normally, only he and the sect master practice it. At least Lang Weiyuan, who guards the treasure house and focuses on cultivation, has no time to practice this.

Fortunately, they reserved space for manpower when they rehearsed, otherwise, at this moment, not even a hundred people might be able to gather together.

After Lang Weihong finished speaking, he stretched out his body, led the two Soul Saint elders as his assistant, and quickly organized the elite disciples. With hundreds of people working together and their soul power intertwined, a huge Black Moon Shadow Killing Wolf energy body suddenly took shape. Its shape was horrifying, its wolf howl shook the sky, and its power was overwhelming.

Lang Weihong's martial soul is also the Nether Shadow Moon Wolf, and its superior martial soul is the Black Moon Shadow Killer Wolf. The wolf beast bloodline ranks eighth and is very powerful. It represents the dark side of the moon and the terrifying power of the moon's destruction.

If it was Sect Master Lang Chengming who came to take charge of the formation, the one that would come out would be the even stronger Howling Moon Silver Wolf, but who told him to use the martial soul fusion technique now?

Back to the point, as soon as the formation was formed, Lang Weihong performed "Moon Shadow Against the Sky", using the shadow of the moon as a guide to form a black moon, which soared into the sky and successfully shattered the subsequent sword rain attacks of the three people from the Chen family's Wanjian Guizong. The final explosion even shattered the Wanjian Guizong soul skills of the three people, and the three of them took a few steps back.

After all, this is a team of 100 elite soul masters led by Soul Douluo, and their strength should not be underestimated.

(End of this chapter)