Everyone was utterly shocked. Jiang Chen had actually blocked Sword Douluo's attack with the strength of a Soul Sage.
The tens of thousands of Spirit Hall Soul Masters watching were all greatly inspired. Jiang Chen's image in their hearts grew infinitely taller.
With such a stunningly gifted Holy Son, who else in this world could compare?
Jiang Chen swiftly retreated. This attack had already achieved its purpose: he had experienced the strength of a Titled Douluo, tested his own defenses, and elevated his image in the hearts of the Spirit Hall Soul Masters.
Of course, he would not assume that he possessed the strength to fight Sword Douluo based on that single exchange.
Sword Douluo had attacked six people in one breath. The attack Jiang Chen faced had not been Sword Douluo's full-powered strike.
When Yu Yuanzhen and the other elders saw Jiang Chen retreat unharmed, they were shocked but also slightly relieved.
The Holy Son had taken Sword Douluo's attack and immediately withdrawn, proving that he was not acting out of reckless bravado.
At this moment, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo had vanished from within the encirclement.
A massive bone dragon coiled around Ning Fengzhi, enclosing him at its center.
The venomous liquid skill Dugu Bo had unleashed earlier was blocked by the enormous bone dragon, seemingly causing it no harm whatsoever.
Meanwhile, Sword Douluo had transformed into a giant sword three meters tall and half a meter wide, planted upside down in the ground.
Above the giant sword, countless sharp streams of sword energy crisscrossed through the air, directly shredding Jiang Chen's fifth soul skill, Death Tombstone.
However, after the tombstone was shredded, large amounts of gray mist emerged and enveloped Ning Fengzhi and the other two.
"Not good, this gas is poisonous." Ning Fengzhi's expression changed slightly