Chen Xin flung the Seven Kill Sword away.
As soon as the sword technique began, fierce sword energy surged from his body. His figure turned into a wisp of green smoke, and his energy spread in every direction.
Countless sharp swords swept through the air like a violent storm, filling the sky. Their blades formed a deadly net, fierce and unstoppable.
"Go!"
The countless swords quivered, then transformed into a rain of blades and shot toward Luo Yan and the others.
"Da Ming, Er Ming, fall back and protect Xiao Wu and the others!"
Luo Yan knew this was one of Chen Xin's signature Soul Skills, and didn't dare underestimate it.
At his words, Da Ming and Er Ming moved without hesitation, instantly taking their places beside Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing. They circulated their spiritual power with all their might.
A barrier of spiritual power formed around all four of them.
Seeing this, Luo Yan wasted no time and used another dragon ability.
"Dragon Roar Wave!"
This was his innate ability, gained after he evolved into a flood dragon.
Luo Yan suddenly threw back his head and roared. His voice rang across the sky like a dragon's cry, unleashing a powerful energy attack at Chen Xin.
Wherever the sound passed, countless swords fell from the sky.
The Dragon Roar had wiped out his Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin, yet it didn't stop there.
"You haven't even released your Martial Soul. How can you possibly do this?!"
Chen Xin was stunned.
As the sound wave came rushing toward him, he forced down his shock and unleashed another Soul Skill. "Fifth Soul Skill, Might Shakes All Directions!"
A sword rang out, and sword energy sliced through the air.
Only then did he stop Luo Yan's Bloodline Divine Ability.
After all his attacks had failed to so much as wound Luo Yan, Chen Xin let out a cold snort. "It seems I can't hold back any longer!"
Luo Yan didn't respond. He simply watched him in silence.
But his expression had darkened.
The Soul Skills Chen Xin had used so far were all below his Sixth Soul Skill. He hadn't even used his Martial Soul Avatar.
If the fight continued and turned into a battle to the death, Luo Yan would have no choice but to return to his true form. Otherwise, he couldn't defeat Chen Xin.
But this was not only the human world—it was also the great city of Suotuo, with countless eyes watching. Luo Yan didn't want to reveal his identity so soon.
"Seven Kill Avatar!"
Before Luo Yan could think further, Chen Xin activated his Martial Soul Avatar.
A phantom figure appeared behind him, with an enormous sword of Soul Power suspended at its side.
"Kid, that was just an appetizer. Now I'll show you what happens when you oppose the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
Chen Xin had just thought through the Titled Douluo on the continent, but he couldn't recall Luo Yan among them.
That meant Luo Yan probably didn't have any especially powerful backing.
If so, Chen Xin had no reason to fear retaliation from anyone behind him.
"Seven Kill!"
The enormous phantom behind Chen Xin slowly extended its right hand and wielded the Soul Power sword, slashing at Luo Yan.
Feeling death's chill sweep over him, Luo Yan gritted his teeth.
"Thunder Annihilation!"
He flung his spiritual-power sword into the air. It became a streak of light and plunged into the dark clouds overhead.
The entire cloud cover instantly transformed into a Thunder Pool. A bolt of lightning descended from it and gathered in Luo Yan's palm.
"Break!"
Just as Chen Xin's Soul Power sword was about to strike Luo Yan's head, Luo Yan thrust out his palm.
Lightning burst from his hand, relentlessly annihilating Chen Xin's Soul Power sword.
But this was Chen Xin's Self-Created Soul Skill, no weaker than an Eighth Soul Skill. Luo Yan couldn't completely block the attack.
Pfft!
Once the lightning vanished, the remaining force of the Soul Power sword slammed into Luo Yan.
He was sent flying.
When he landed, he braced himself with both hands and his right foot, carving three furrows several meters long into the ground.
"Even at the peak of Fifth-Rank Demon King, I'm still too weak..."
Luo Yan looked at Chen Xin, who stood opposite him, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Fortunately, his Bloodline Divine Ability had canceled out nearly seventy percent of the attack's power. Otherwise, with his body at the early stage of Tier 6 Demon Emperor, he might not have been able to withstand it.
"Brother Luo Yan!"
Xiao Wu was behind him. Seeing his condition, she grew frantic.
Thankfully, she didn't use her spiritual power in her panic, or Zhu Zhuqing might not have been able to hold her back.
"Xiao Wu, calm down. Going over there now would only hold Luo Yan back!" Zhu Zhuqing was worried too, but she stayed composed, unlike Xiao Wu.
"Sister Xiao Wu, don't worry. Big Brother is fine!" Da Ming reassured her as well.
Under his spiritual perception, Luo Yan's aura was only slightly unsteady. He hadn't suffered any serious injuries.
"Scarlet King... this human... I can't slack off anymore!"
"Big Brother really is strong!"
Da Ming and Er Ming had wanted to go help Luo Yan, but he had stopped them.
The main reason was that they had only just completed their transformations. Apart from their cultivation, they had no means of fighting their opponents.
They hadn't even awakened a single Bloodline Divine Ability.
Luo Yan was worried they would only get in his way.
Ptooey!
Luo Yan spat out the blood in his mouth and stood up again.
"Sword Douluo Chen Xin, you really are something!"
"You won this time. But next time, I hope we don't cross paths again! When we do, I'll settle this score along with today's!"
"I'll remember what happened today. You can leave!"
After speaking to Chen Xin, he withdrew his aura.
At Luo Yan's threat, Chen Xin paused in surprise, then burst into laughter.
"Ha ha ha!"
"I've never seen anyone dare to threaten me after losing to me!"
As Chen Xin finished speaking, the Seven Kill Sword beside him rang out with a series of sword cries, as if it agreed with him.
He looked at Luo Yan as though he were an idiot.
"Has Sword Douluo forgotten that you're not alone here?"
"I can hold you off, but do you think the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciple behind you can escape my two good brothers?"
Luo Yan paid no heed to Chen Xin's mockery.
As he spoke, he pointed toward Da Ming and Er Ming, who were protecting Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu.
At that, Chen Xin understood what Luo Yan meant, and his face turned livid.
From their fight just now, he knew that although Da Ming and Er Ming were weaker than he was, they were still stronger than ordinary Titled Douluo.
As long as Luo Yan kept him occupied, Ning Rongrong wouldn't be able to escape.
And since Da Ming and Er Ming were both as strong as Titled Douluo, Chen Xin couldn't threaten Xiao Wu or Zhu Zhuqing with them and Luo Yan there.
In other words, Luo Yan could hold his fate in his hands, but Chen Xin had no way to threaten him.
[Chen Xin realized he had no choice but to let you go and felt deeply resentful. Resentment Points +24584557!]
Not bad!
Hearing the system notification, Luo Yan could barely hold back a laugh.
He hadn't expected Chen Xin to give him such a generous gift on his way out.
Luo Yan's resentment toward Ning Rongrong eased considerably.
He decided that once he became stronger, he would first teach Ning Rongrong—the culprit behind all this—a lesson, then extort some Gold Soul Coins from her. That would settle their grudge.
After all, though he'd been injured in this battle, Chen Xin had given him nearly forty million Resentment Points.
Besides a few minor injuries, he hadn't lost anything else.
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