Douluo's Heavens Upgrade

Chapter 41

"Come on, let me see the so-called unity of man and sword!"

Chen Xiaoming's indifferent words reverberated in the field. Whether it was Ning Fengzhi who activated Qibao's real body behind him, or Ning Rongrong and the others who came forward, they all felt the huge aura between the two at this moment.

A sharp light suddenly flashed from Sword Douluo's eyes, and the next moment, the nine soul rings on the Seven Killing Sword merged into it, and on the long sword carved like a crystal, at this moment, there were nine extra stars, yellow, yellow, and yellow. , purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black nine stars correspond to nine soul rings.

Melting into the soul, this is the true strength of Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

"The sword is four feet three inches long, three inches wide, and the handle is one foot two inches long. It is called: Seven Kills."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin slowly held the hilt of the Nine Stars Seven Killing Sword with his right hand. In the next second, Chen Xin seemed to be no longer alone, but a hurricane, and an indescribable aura exploded from him instantly. open.

"Om-"

The humming in the tremor, the Nine Stars Seven Killing Sword seemed to have the same heart as Sword Douluo Chen. At this moment, Chen Xiaoming felt that he was not facing a person, but a sharp sword unsheathed.

Just as a black halo flashed past, Sword Douluo Chenxin's figure had disappeared, replaced by a huge Seven Killing Sword two meters long and half a meter wide.

Looking at this scene, Chen Xiaoming's heart suddenly burst. This is Sword Douluo's real body. At this moment, man and sword are still one, and the power of a sword will increase several times.

"call--"

The Aoki Tree Martial Spirit in Chen Xiaoming's hand swayed its branches and leaves, never using the seventh spirit ring to flicker, and then poured into the Aoki Tree Martial Spirit. In the dark blue light, the silver light and the red light were intertwined, and the scorching rays of light were intertwined. Shining, the phantom of a huge green tree appeared behind Chen Xiaoming.

A green wood tree with a height of [-] meters swayed in the wind, the blue trunk was covered with a faint silver light, and the branches were inscribed with red lines.

The light shrouded Chen Xiaoming, and in an instant, Chen Xiaoming seemed to be integrated with the green wood tree behind him. The surrounding space trembled slightly, and the silver light radiated from Chen Xiaoming's body. .

Such a bizarre scene made everyone watching the battle from a distance stunned, especially the master, whose eyes were full of light, with a hint of doubt and incomprehension.

In his theory, a martial spirit like Aokishu would not have such characteristics similar to space skills.

Is it a martial soul mutation?The master couldn't help but think that the brilliance in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

And at this moment, in Chen Xiaoming's view, everything else is not important. He only longs for a battle. He has been invincible for too long, and he is really lonely.

"Ding!"

With a light sound, the eighth spirit ring flashed with light, and the red one hundred thousand year spirit ring instantly turned into a stream of light and rushed into the Cyanwood Tree martial spirit.

The red light flashed, and a sturdy branch of the green wood tree extended out of the main body. The branch was only about three meters thick, and it extended for about ten meters before it stopped.

The scorching red awns emanated from the green wood tree body, and moved forward along the branches, with complex patterns carved on them, and at the same time, a silver light flashed out at the same time, covering the branches.

"Please enlighten me."

A long voice came, and behind the Seven Killing Sword standing on the ground, there was a huge phantom with a height of five meters. The phantom looked exactly the same as Sword Douluo Chenxin.

I saw him holding the sword in one hand, and his figure moved lightly as if following the principle of heaven and earth, and the huge Seven Killing Sword was swung out as if alive. At this moment, the Seven Killing Sword seemed to take all the power around it. General.

The giant sword in his hand pointed at Chen Xiaoming, his wrist trembled slightly, and the seven swords were completed in one go.A full seven powerful sword lights drew a big killing word in front of the giant sword. The sword lights broke through the space and revealed a different dimension, so each sword light was as dark as an abyss.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin didn't stop, he waved the seven-killing giant sword in his hand in a row, with the increase of his soul power from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. The fighting spirit permeated, and a small sword light flashed.

"kill!"

In the last sword, Sword Douluo Chen's illusory shadow was compatible with the sword, turned into a sword light, turned into the seventh killing character, and went straight to Chen Xiaoming.

At this moment, the entire sky turned dark, and the aura of the black killing words made Tang San and the others, who were watching the battle from a distance, feel depressed, unconsciously mobilizing the spirit power in their bodies to resist.

Ning Fengzhi, who used the Seven Treasures Avatar, had been together for decades. Naturally, he was very familiar with Sword Douluo's moves, otherwise how could he help him.

Seeing that even the seven swords of the lore have been used for even killing, I can't help but feel a little worried.

At this point, it is impossible to stop, no matter who is injured next, it will be troublesome.

"Buzz!"

The sound of a soft sword chirping came from the seventh killing word. The originally pitch-black killing word was like a collapsed space, shrouded in a layer of darkness.

Under the stimulation of Chen Xiaoming's Limit Douluo, Sword Douluo Chen Xin broke through his own limit. At this moment, he only had the sword in his mind, and only one sword that could cut the sky.

Everything was left behind by him, and he seemed to have really turned into a sword. At this moment, the domain of seven killings slowly merged into the words of killing.

On the originally pitch-black killing words, there was a faint light flashing.

The sharpness of the killing sword light just slashed, leaving a bottomless hole on the ground. The air seemed to be cut off by it, making a harsh sound, and the space fell into darkness.

Tang San, Grandmaster and the others all looked at Chen Xiaoming at the moment, facing such a powerful move by Sword Douluo Chen Xin, they didn't know who else in this world could resist.

At the same time, Chen Xiaoming was also staring at the seventh killing word that hit him, with indescribable excitement in his eyes.

This seventh killing word combines Sword Douluo Chenxin's cultivation and his kendo will. It can be said that this sword is no longer a killing word, but Sword Douluo Chenxin himself.

The sword is the man, and the man is the sword.

At this moment, Sword Douluo Chen Xin has truly reached the point where man and sword are one.

"Thousands of swords hide the cold for thousands of miles! The sword of the gods and demons is unparalleled."

The clear voice resounded in all directions, and Tang San and the others in the distance were all stunned when they heard it.

"Thousands of swords have been hidden for decades, and they are not sheathed. When they turn around, the meteor catches the moonlight Jiuzhou."

The voice came again, and this time everyone heard it clearly, but it actually came from the green tree, and everyone was stunned.But then, the voice became more and more high.

"Thousands of lifetimes are bridged by Zejian, and I will take care of Xiaoyao in one corner.

Turning around now, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, dare to ask who in the world dares to fight! "

The surroundings were silent, Tang San and the others were completely stunned, Chen Xiaoming's voice full of soul power echoed, and it seemed that there was a real spirit of Sword Douluo's sword light in Kyushu.

"Hahaha, what a seven-sword streak, what a Sword Douluo."

Qingmushu swayed its branches and leaves wildly, as if encountering a happy event in his life, and Chen Xiaoming's excited words came out.

"You deserve my real shot!"

Chapter 42 Real Strength

"You deserve my real shot!"

As soon as the words fell, they saw the Qingmushu martial spirit fluttering in the wind, and then the rays of light burst forth, the scorching rays of light like the early sun, the stinging Tang San and the others could not open their eyes.

The light dissipated, and an illusory figure slowly walked out of the green tree. The figure was exactly the same as Chen Xiaoming, but a little taller. The whole body was shrouded in silver light, and a long silver hair fell behind him, but his eyes were full of changes. Thousands of silver streamers flickered, as if the space was broken, flickering with strange rays of light.

Chen Xiaoming stood in the air with a phantom figure, stepped on his feet slightly, the landing space vibrated, and ripples appeared layer by layer, just like lake water.

The right hand fluttered towards the tree trunk that extended out before, and saw a group of fiery red light gushing out from the trunk, wrapping the trunk in an instant.

It was like a raging fire burning with a thousand tempers, but in the blink of an eye, the original tree trunk had turned into an ordinary wooden stick about two meters long.

"despair."

His right hand rested lightly on the wooden stick, and a silver light flashed in Chen Xiaoming's eyes, pouring into the wooden stick. From where he covered the wooden stick, a silver streamer went towards both ends of the wooden stick, and in the blink of an eye, it was on top of it. Engraved with ancient lines.

The white clothes fluttered, the silver hair fluttered, and the phantom Chen Xiaoming stood with a stick.

The surrounding space was illusory and unreal. Tang San and the others who were in the distance stared intently. It was obvious that Chen Xiaoming was there, but it was unreal. There was always a strange illusion in their minds.

It seems that it is not Chen Xiaoming who is standing there, but a huge ancient tree that is completely open to the sky and can't see its head.

Xuying Chen Xiaoming smiled lightly, looking at the black killing sword light that had arrived, the wooden stick in his hand moved slightly, and then the space in front of him was like a lake, and a huge wave appeared. Under the huge wave, a trace of darkness emerged, this darkness Not soul power, not soul skills, but broken space.

"block."

With a crisp sound, the huge waves in the space rolled, and the black killing words were blocked only one meter away from Chen Xiaoming. The space was broken, and the first black killing words were directly wiped out.

As if scouring the gravel, the space vibrated and the residual power went towards the second killing word. The first killing word was broken, and the light on the second killing word was a bit stronger. This time, facing the broken space , but against the fragmentation of space, he continued to move forward a little.

Without giving him a chance to react, the third and fourth black killing swords flew over, directly confronting the vibrating space.

"call out."

The fifth black killing word followed, and a terrifying sword light erupted. The space where the confrontation was originally shattered instantly, and a black gap appeared. The gap appeared quickly, and the recovery was faster.

But in this way, the phantom Chen Xiaoming's blow was blocked by him, and the sixth black killing word sword glow was much stronger than the previous sword glow.

At this moment, it attacked with lightning speed, and the black light around the body followed closely, and before it approached, a sharp sword intent had already struck.

Chen Xiaoming raised his hand slightly, but the wooden stick that had never been moved in his hand waved, a silver light flashed away, and the next second appeared directly before the sixth black killing word.

"boom."

With a low muffled sound, silver light flashed by, and the space around him seemed to move slightly, and then the huge black killing sword light had no time to erupt before disappearing directly into the field.

Such a bizarre scene made Ning Fengzhi, Tang San and the others stunned for a moment, especially Grandmaster, the doubt in his eyes became more intense.

Even if it is a mutated martial spirit, a green tree does not match the space class. How does this martial spirit mutate?Even the master of beating to death could not have imagined that Chen Xiaoming had something called a plug-in.

Lightly offsetting the six black killing words, Chen Xiaoming finally met Sword Douluo Chenxin's last sword.

The combination of human and sword, the seventh sword of lore!

The seventh sword flew by, and the power was not as huge as the previous six swords. Instead, the sword lights converged to a point, and there was only a little black sword light.

At this moment, the entire space is like a piece of white paper, which is smeared by this black sword light, leaving a black trace.

The distance was getting closer and closer, just when Jianmang was ten meters away from the illusory Chen Xiaoming, a special wave flashed past and enveloped Chen Xiaoming.

The Seven Killing Domain erupted at this moment, and the light on the sword beam condensed a bit again. The domain that had been integrated into the Seven Killing Sword could still erupt at this moment, but Chen Xiaoming was quite surprised.

But the stronger Sword Douluo is, the more calm he is.

A silver light flashed in Chen Xiaoming's eyes, and his right hand that had never been moved finally moved at this moment.

"buzz"

Because of an inaudible sound, the sword beam whose power increased to an extremely terrifying stabbed at the wooden stick. It seemed that it was nothing but Fanmu's stick, but it actually blocked the strongest sword.

The space seemed to be frozen, such a scene was something Tang San, Ning Fengzhi and the others had never thought of.

They thought that Chen Xiaoming would win, but they resisted it with difficulty, not so lightly.

One by one, their eyes widened, staring at this strange scene in horror.

Even Tang San, whose Purple Demon Eye was at its extreme, couldn't break through the terrifying wave of confrontation between Chen Xiaoming and Sword Douluo Chenxin. The surroundings of the two seemed to be enveloped by a strange wave. Tang San's Purple Demon Eye was fundamentally different. Not really.

Even Tang San was like this, not to mention the others, all of them were stunned at the moment.

"Grandpa Sword"

Seeing Sword Douluo's heart in such a situation, Ning Rongrong murmured in disbelief.