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

Chapter 944 Nine Yang Divine Sword, a fight between life and death!

Dashi Rahman Khan's figure was like a strong arrow in the wind. As soon as he thought about it, he had crossed the boundary of the void and appeared in front of Chen Xiaojun in an instant like a phantom in the underworld.

His sharp claws, which were wrapped in [Wolf Blood Flame], flashed a red light that was both weird and attractive under the pouring silver light, like the most dazzling nightmare in the night.

"Blood Flame Greedy Wolf Claw!"

With a deep and soul-shaking roar, Darcy Rahman Khan's right claw, like a divine punishment, slapped towards Chen Xiaojun with a suffocating heat wave and destructive force.

At this moment, the breath of death clung to Chen Xiaojun's spine like ice. He could clearly feel the beating of his own heartbeat, like the sands in the hourglass of life, flowing away silently one by one.

However, facing this blow that could change life and death, Chen Xiaojun not only showed no fear, but instead was calm beyond ordinary people.

He opened his lips and chanted, "Black Sun and Dark Wind Roar" broke through the air, the sound bursting like sunspots. In such a short distance, in this narrow space, it stirred up layers of sound waves, which made Darcy Rahman Khan feel dizzy.

At the same time, his Moye sword lightly tapped the ground, and his body, with an unnatural flexibility, dodged Darcy Rahman Khan's fatal blow almost at the last second.

The moment the [Blood Flame Greedy Wolf Claw] struck, there was a loud "boom" and the ground was ruthlessly torn apart, leaving behind a deep fire pit, with dust flying and flames splashing, interweaving into a tragic picture.

If Chen Xiaojun had not reacted quickly, even if he was a little slower, he would have turned into a wisp of smoke under the destructive force.

Even so, facing Darcy Rahman Khan's [Blood Flame Greedy Wolf Claw] that could almost pierce through metal and stone and burn everything, although Chen Xiaojun barely avoided the fatal blow, the aftermath still made his blood churn, and his internal organs felt as if they were burned by flames, causing unbearable pain.

But he did not fall down. Instead, he took advantage of the momentum to stand up. His steps were like walking on clouds, and with the help of the lotus platform, he distanced himself from Darcy Rahman Khan at lightning speed.

In this tense confrontation, the battle between Chen Xiaojun and Dashi Rahman Khan has reached a fever pitch.

Darcy Rahman Khan was chasing him like a shadow, waving his Greedy Wolf Claw again and again, getting too close, making it very difficult for Chen Xiaojun to dance with the sword.

Chen Xiaojun quickly adjusted himself, put away the Gan Jiang and Mo Ye swords, and instead used the finger techniques of the Nine Yang Divine Sword to deal with this close combat.

The Nine Yang Divine Sword Finger Technique was fully utilized by him at this moment.

When Darcy Rahman Khan's Greedy Wolf Claw attacked again with the force of breaking through the air, Chen Xiaojun's right index finger was wrapped in golden flames, and the [Da Shang Sword] was like the scorching sun in the sky, extremely strong and masculine, and exploded at an extremely fast speed.

The golden light drew a straight line in the air at an extremely fast speed, and collided violently with Darcy Rahman Khan's claw wind in the air, making a clanging sound.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Xiaojun bent and stretched his right middle finger, and the [Da Chong Sword] poured out like a violent storm.

With this finger, the power increased gradually, and each impact was like a huge wave hitting the shore, one after another, endlessly.

Under the impact of this force, Darcy Rahman Khan's energy was gradually eroded, and his body trembled slightly.

However, Darcy Rahman Khan was no ordinary man. Relying on his excellent body skills and rich combat experience, he flexibly shuttled through Chen Xiaojun's finger attacks, dodged the finger attacks time and time again, and continued to launch offensives.

Seeing this, Chen Xiaojun had to use more flexible finger techniques and find the opponent's flaws.

So, he flicked his left middle finger, and the [Shao Chong Sword] was like a stream of silver light, instantly changing the direction and speed of the attack, catching Darcy Rahman Khan off guard.

This finger has flexible and changeable speed, and its speed is hard to predict, just like a meteor across the night sky, which is impossible to grasp.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Xiaojun hooked his left little finger, and the [Shao Ze Sword] quickly and swiftly attacked Darcy Rahman Khan's weak spot.

This finger, attacking by surprise and winning by speed, is like a spring breeze on the face, but it contains murderous intent.

Darcy Rahman Khan had to dodge repeatedly to avoid the deadly attack.

However, at this time, they had crossed the yellow zone and were close to the hill where the soul masters were stationed, which meant that he had to end the battle as soon as possible, otherwise it would bring more trouble.

Faced with this situation, Darcy Rahman Khan decided to take a risk.

Chen Xiaojun's [Daze Sword] was like a spirit snake emerging from a cave. His right little finger drew a mysterious trajectory in the air. His finger movements were flexible and varied, like a mountain stream, winding and meandering, aiming directly at the opponent's heart.

This attack was extremely accurate, hitting the opponent's weakest point in defense, fully demonstrating its ruthlessness and determination.

But the following scene was beyond Chen Xiaojun's expectations.

Darcy Rahman Khan chose to resist Chen Xiaojun's [Daze Sword] head-on. His body was slightly tilted, and although he was pierced by the sword energy from his fingertips, leaving a deep and long blood mark, his face was distorted with excitement, and he broke into a hideous but hearty smile.

The pain seemed to have been completely forgotten by him, and only the fanatical desire for victory burned in his heart like a candle.

Blood Flame Greedy Wolf Claw, a martial art that is both beautiful and strange, is like the fire of the underworld, quietly blooming in the night, carrying an indescribable evil charm.

Without any hesitation, he delivered this devastating blow to Chen Xiaojun's crown, vowing to completely devour him in the blood-red flames.

Chen Xiaojun took a deep breath, and the Sun God Pearl condensed from the fifth level of the Nine Yang Divine Art in his lower soul nest shone brightly, covering his entire body in a layer of dazzling golden-red light.

Then, he activated the killing move of the Nine Yang Divine Sword - [Shaoyang Sword]!
With a slight flick of his right thumb, a blazing golden-red light burst out from his fingertips and instantly condensed into an extremely sharp lightsaber, like a meteor cutting through the night sky, piercing straight into Darcy Rahman Khan's chest.

Fierce, domineering and majestic!
In an instant, the battlefield was covered in black blood flames and golden sword light. Everything became hazy and chaotic, and was caught in a contest between light and darkness.

The smoke had not yet completely dissipated, and the figure of Darsi Rahman Khan appeared. Half of his body had been burned by the scorching flames, and his skin was charred.

Chen Xiaojun was thrown away by the huge impact force and fell heavily to the ground. His meridians were throttled as if struck by lightning, every inch of muscle in his body was cramping, and the blood from the corners of his mouth dyed his clothes red.

Darcy Rahman Khan flashed and stood in front of Chen Xiaojun like a ghost. He once again raised the blood-flame wolf claw filled with the breath of death and slapped it down mercilessly.

Chen Xiaojun was unable to move at this moment and could only watch the fatal claw slowly approaching.

At this time, they were less than a hundred meters away from the hill where the soul masters were stationed. The people on the mountain witnessed this scene with their eyes wide open in horror. Their cries for help rang out one after another, but it was too late.

"Student Hongchen!"

"Master, hold on!"

"Sixth!"

Indeed, Chen Xiaojun, as a soul king, was able to fight to this point against the wolf bandit lord Darcy Rahman Khan, who was quite powerful against him. This was an extraordinary feat. In this long and fierce battle, he not only showed amazing fighting wisdom and unyielding resilience, but also relied on Chen Mu's help at the critical moment to severely injure this powerful opponent. Such a record is enough to make any soul master look at it.

However, heroes also have their limits.

Although Chen Xiaojun still had a trump card, he was seriously injured at this moment, his meridians were turbulent, his whole body was sore, his spirit was weak, and his physical and spiritual strength were almost exhausted.

At this critical moment of life and death, even the trump card that could turn the tide could not be used due to his extremely weak body, not to mention the tight time that did not allow him a moment to breathe and prepare.

There was a flash of reluctance and helplessness in Chen Xiaojun's eyes. Perhaps he had reached the end of his life.

At this moment when his life was hanging by a thread, the air suddenly froze.

Immediately afterwards, a deep and solemn sound of swords echoed throughout the area.

"Secret Technique Bloody Ode!"

As the chant came to its final chapter, a deep green light suddenly erupted. It was not just a form of light, but more like an emerald nightmare bred in the abyss.

A blood sword, condensing the extreme coldness and boiling fighting spirit, appeared out of nowhere. Its sword body was flowing with an ominous green light, and every flash told the elegy of countless dead souls.

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This sword is like the brightest lightning in the night sky, but it is faster and more unpredictable than any natural light. It cuts through the silence of the night and the boundary between life and death at a speed beyond the mortal world.

Darcy Rahman Khan's pupils suddenly contracted, and his vision was swallowed up by the green. The Blood Flame Greedy Wolf Claw, which was about to fall and was powerful enough to tear steel and devour lives, encountered an unprecedented challenge at this moment.

The blood sword accurately met the ferocious claw shadow with an incredible angle and power. Brilliant sparks burst out between the two, like the collision of stars, or the confrontation between two worlds.

In the blink of an eye, the blood sword not only broke the attack of the Blood Flame Greedy Wolf Claw, but also used the terrifying power contained in it to suppress the violent aura and lead the raging flood into the abyss.

Everything returned to calm, leaving only a faint smell of blood in the air, proving that the thrilling scene just now was not an illusion.

……

Then, an old man with a carefree face and bright eyes suddenly came into everyone's sight.

His posture was agile, like a flying dragon. He grasped the long sword that contained green blood light, and a heart-pounding and powerful pressure burst out from his body.

"First Soul Skill - Sword Shadow Like Wind"

The tip of the sword leaped instantly, splitting into thousands of sharp sword shadows, which whizzed through the air like real storm blades, swift and silent, cutting through the air and leaving long and thin cracks like a natural moat.

"Second Soul Skill - Swift Wind Sword Shadow"

At this moment, his figure merged with those sword shadows, turning into an unstoppable hurricane, galloping across the battlefield, and no one could stop him.

The combination of the two doubles the power, and makes these two hundred-year soul skills appear to be ten-thousand-year soul skills.

Every time the sword was swung, it was like a sudden gale and a torrential rain. The sword light was dazzling and the attack was continuous and dense like a woven net, making Darsi Rahman Khan overwhelmed and he could only retreat again and again.

What is particularly amazing is his speed, which can completely keep up with or even surpass Darcy Rahman Khan's amazing explosive power.

Darsi Rahman Khan was caught in a dilemma. Every attack from his opponent was like a precise scalpel, pointing directly at his vital points, forcing him to exert all his strength and tense his mind to the limit.

However, even though he was agile and extremely fast, and tried his best, he was unable to completely escape from the dense rain of attacks.

Just now, victory was within reach. With just one strike, Chen Xiaojun would die at his hands. However, he never expected that a "Cheng Yaojin" would appear halfway. The intervention of this old man not only interrupted his fatal attack, but also pushed him into an even more dangerous situation.

The old man's attack was fierce, making him flustered for a moment, and resentment grew in his heart. He shouted angrily: "Soul Douluo, how dare you ruin my good deeds, how abominable!"

The old man remained calm and responded coldly: "Dashi Rahman Khan, you dared to hurt the young master of my Chen family in the Sheluo Mountains. If you want to die, this is not the way to die."

What was even more troublesome was that with every move the old man made, the air around him seemed to be swallowed up by an invisible force, making Darcy Rahman Khan feel suffocated. Every breath was like squeezing the last bit of strength out of his throat, and it was extremely difficult.

His steps became disordered, and every step back seemed like stepping into the void. He felt weak and powerless, unable to stand steadily.

Suddenly, he came to his senses and realized something was wrong. His blood and energy were being quietly devoured, and the blazing wolf blood flame had dimmed without him noticing.

Darcy Rahman Khan was filled with fear and finally couldn't help but roar, "Damn it! Is this sword a blood attribute martial spirit?!"

The power of blood, when it comes to blood attribute attacks, is most feared because it can mobilize and even absorb the opponent's blood.

The old man heard this and the corner of his mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm: "It's too late to realize it now."

Darcy Rahman Khan's eyes widened, and he was furious: "You are Shen Lang, old man, you are digging your own grave!"

It turned out that the old man was none other than the famous "Fasno's Fastest Swordsman" Shen Lang, the Patriarch of the Shen family, the most influential branch of the Chen family.

Shen Lang sneered: "With your half-crippled body?! Even in your prime, I never took you seriously, let alone now."

…………

This scene was like the first light of dawn, gently brushing over the hearts of the people in the mountains, allowing their tense nerves to finally relax for a moment and let them breathe a sigh of relief.

Chen Shurui sighed softly, his eyes sparkling with surprise: "Sixth brother's fireworks signal actually attracted reinforcements. It was really unexpected."

Chen Mu also looked relieved, with a relieved smile on his face: "Finally here."

Chen Shurui immediately recognized the familiar figure, and his excitement was beyond words: "It's Grandpa Shen Lang! He's here!"

Chen Bin said coldly: "Don't be happy too soon, the Silver Wolf Saint King is coming soon."

At the same time, Ma Liang flew out quickly, instantly shuttled to Chen Xiaojun's side, and carried him back.

(End of this chapter)