Seven Titled Douluo Attack the Chen Residence (Continued)

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Outside the field, Luo Derun's withered claws crushed the stone carving on the roof. "Why is Chen Hong here?"

Li Lingfeng shook his head, silent as rusted iron.

Just then, the eastern sky split open with a thunderous shout. "Who dares violate my Chen Clan?!"

A blue-white sword aura pierced through the long street, and Chen Menglin rode his sword through the air, sweeping in.

Li Lingfeng's black robe vanished from where he stood in an instant. In the next moment, he had appeared like a ghost thirty zhang in the air before Chen Menglin.

Where his right hand clenched at empty air, a three-foot dark-red blood sword condensed into shape, winding blood grooves like living things flowing along its spine.

Chen Menglin braked sharply and hung in place, his gaze locked hard on that strange sword that seemed to have devoured countless dead souls. "Bloodthirsty Sword Li... a remnant of the Li family?!"

The dark-red sword tip slowly lifted, and Li Lingfeng's hoarse throat rasped over the blade. "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Before his words had fully fallen, the blue-white Seven Kill Sword radiance had already slammed fiercely into the dark-red Bloodthirsty Sword Li aura.

The exploding sword energy plowed spiderweb cracks across the Dark Luo Sky Net, and the moonlight splendor filling the sky was sliced into shattered shadows interlaced with gold-red and deathly white.

Luo Derun's withered eyes reflected the distant, deadlocked sword domain.

The two streams of sword energy strangled each other like savage dragons. When the frost-white and scarlet flakes of light splashed against the edge of the Dark Luo Sky Net, that ink-colored barrier seeped out an oily halo and swallowed the shockwaves without a sound.

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