RNP Chapter 92 Killing a Title Douluo
Chapter 92 Killing a Title Douluo
Chapter 92 Killing a Title Douluo
The dark red Seven Kill Sword, with its engraved magic patterns, possesses a mysterious power that transcends the realm of ordinary martial souls.
Even Ghost Douluo, as a titled Douluo, felt a deep sense of restraint from the inside out.
The intense red light penetrated his body relentlessly, causing Ghost Douluo to not only completely lose his fighting ability but also suffer extreme pain.
Most importantly, he couldn't break free!
These few moves happened in just a moment.
The next moment, the Seven Kill Sword, which could already be considered a semi-divine artifact, pierced through Ghost Douluo's skull from top to bottom, completely disappearing down to the hilt.
"No!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes were bloodshot as he swung his Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum upwards, but Chen Feng's nimble body leaped lightly into the air, his two huge sword wings unfolding, making it impossible for even Chrysanthemum Douluo to catch him.
All of this happened too fast. No one expected that this kid, Chen Feng, would break through to the Soul Saint level so quickly.
The soul power fluctuations emanating from him, coupled with that leg bone, meant his speed was in no way inferior to that of a Title Douluo!
"Uh, ah—"
Ghost Douluo's hands trembled in a claw-like shape, veins bulged, his whole body convulsed, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
In the time it takes to breathe twice, the red light grew brighter and brighter.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a deafening explosion was heard.
Blood and flesh flying everywhere!
The enigmatic Ghost Douluo exploded from the inside out.
He died a gruesome death!
Blood mixed with minced meat shot out in all directions like a rain of arrows.
Within a radius of 100 meters, all living things were pierced in an instant.
Only a gleaming leg bone lay silently on the ground.
That was Ghost Douluo's soul bone, but at this moment, no one dared to approach this place.
"asshole--!"
"I'm going to kill you!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo almost ground his teeth to powder, watching helplessly as his old companion of decades died before his eyes. He wished he could immediately grind Chen Feng to dust.
"Clang!"
In the air, dust and wind reach out.
The Seven Kill Sword trembled, emitting a blinding red light, as it tried to return to Chen Feng's hand.
Chrysanthemum Douluo grabbed it and simultaneously swung the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, striking it into the sky.
If a Title Douluo can forcefully control the opponent's Martial Soul, how much combat power will the opponent, a Weapon Soul Master, have left?
Chrysanthemum Douluo had a good plan, but he forgot about the mysterious magic runes on the Seven Kill Sword.
A flash of red light appeared, and the magic runes emitted intricate mysteries. It was as if Chrysanthemum Douluo was grasping magma with his bare hands. He felt a burning sensation rising from his palms, followed by a corrosive pain, and hurriedly released his hands.
With a whoosh, the Seven Kill Sword returned to Chen Feng's hand.
"This is……"
Chrysanthemum Douluo stared wide-eyed at his injured hand, unable to believe it.
In an instant, a layer of his palm lines was eroded away.
In the sky, Chen Feng sneered. The demonic mark and the mark on his forehead were of the same origin, both coming from the power of the Asura God. Chrysanthemum Douluo actually wanted to control it without using his soul skills. This was simply a pipe dream.
"Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, the ghost is dead, now it's your turn."
Dust and wind pointed forward, and at the same time, the Seven Kill Asura Domain was activated!
A circle of red light flashed almost instantly, and within a radius of a hundred meters, dark red magic patterns filled the area.
At the same time, Chrysanthemum Douluo felt a portion of his power rapidly draining away.
"field!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo frowned, unsure of what kind of domain this was. It was different from Sword Dao Chenxin's Seven Kill Domain, yet it had a similar feel to it.
Whether it was defense, strength, or speed, Chrysanthemum Douluo felt a rapid decline, about 40%.
Although it was only 40%, it was enough to make Chrysanthemum Douluo's strength go from level 95 to the level of a newly appointed Title Douluo.
This greatly narrowed the gap in strength between Chen Feng and him.
In addition, the scene of Chen Feng instantly killing Ghost Douluo was truly shocking. Although it is unknown how he did it, it made Chen Feng's power even more mysterious.
"The power of the gods! You must have inherited the power of the gods! Otherwise, how could you possibly kill that old ghost!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes showed a hint of fear. He remembered Pope Bibi Dong's warning, but he did not expect that the power of the gods would be so terrifying. A Soul Saint, defying a Title Douluo!
Even if Bibi Dong herself came, she probably wouldn't believe it was true.
In mid-air, Chen Feng smiled. Indeed, the Asura Divine Light played a significant role in killing Ghost Douluo.
As a god who governs killing and destruction, he has the power to restrain evil and resentment. Not to mention the mere ghost spirit of Ghost Douluo, even the power of the Rakshasa God is restrained by the Asura God.
Adding to that, Tang Hao's Great Sumeru Hammer brought Ghost Douluo's condition to its lowest point, which gave Chen Feng an opportunity to take advantage.
The combination of these two main factors, along with Chen Feng's various tricks, led to the scene of instantly killing Ghost Douluo.
"Come on, let me weigh this up and see just how much the so-called Chrysanthemum Douluo really is."
Dust Wind retracted its sword wings and landed, the huge sword wings radiating a sharp, cold light, as if they were Dust Wind's other two sharp swords.
He strode in with overwhelming force, and within the domain, he seemed to be the only god.
As the dust storm approached, Yue Guan slowly retreated.
The tragic death of Ghost Douluo was just recently and is still fresh in our minds.
He was completely timid, and his momentum put him at a disadvantage from the start.
In fact, what Yue Guan didn't know was that the Asura Divine Light didn't have a strong attribute advantage over the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum. At most, it could only be considered a god's suppression of ordinary soul masters, which was different from Ghost Douluo.
However, Yue Guan's courage has now been shattered by fear.
His eighth spirit ring lit up rapidly.
The Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum suddenly emitted a purple and gold light, and a beam of extremely powerful light shot towards Chen Feng.
"Eighth Soul Skill, Radiant Light!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo clasped his hands together, raised them above his head, and roared loudly.
Of course, Chen Feng wouldn't be foolish enough to stand still and take the eighth soul skill of a Title Douluo head-on. With a flash, his Gale Leg Bone and the Nine Shadows of the Divine Dragon created seven blurry shadows that rushed towards the battlefield of the Title Douluo in the distance in seven directions.
However, as Yue Guan's eighth soul skill, Flowing Light is not so simple.
It was able to change direction and automatically sense the one with the strongest soul power among the seven clones, then suddenly launch it towards Chen Feng's main body.
The dust settled, and they hurriedly sped up.
That direction is the battlefield between Poison Douluo and Porcupine Douluo. Ning Fengzhi, whose soul power has been greatly depleted, no longer has the power to amplify his strength. Relying on himself, Poison Douluo will inevitably be at a disadvantage in the battle against Porcupine Douluo.
Normally, Poison Douluo would have already found a chance to escape, but now the situation has reached a stalemate. If he were to leave rashly, the Spirit Hall's additional Title Douluo power would quickly determine the balance of the battle.
Such a price is unacceptable to the Heavenly Dou Empire.
Therefore, Poison Douluo could only grit his teeth and endure, hoping to hold on until Ning Fengzhi's soul rings recovered and he received the next boost.
Just then, Poison Douluo heard the howling of dust.
Without turning around, with just a glance out of the corner of his eye, Poison Douluo saw Chrysanthemum Douluo's eighth soul skill coming after him.
He immediately withdrew, and at the same time, the dark eighth spirit ring on his body lit up.
Eighth Soul Skill: Time Freeze!
(End of this chapter)