Douluo: Twin Coiling Dragon Staves, Gift from Blue Star
Chapter 26

When Sword Douluo Lost the Seven Kill Sword

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Qiangu Aoshi sighed.

"This Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda really is formidable. It actually doubled Sword Douluo's strength!"

"Then I'll start with you!"

Qiangu Aoshi flashed forward, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track beneath his feet. Like a gale sweeping across the land, he charged straight at Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi's expression changed slightly, but he quickly calmed down.

Although Sword Douluo was temporarily entangled by Snake Spear and Porcupinefish

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was the wealthiest sect on the continent. They had recruited quite a few Soul Douluo as well.

"Elder Lin, Elder Mo, stop Qiangu Aoshi."

Behind Ning Fengzhi, two elderly men stepped forward. They each completed their spirit possession, and both turned out to be eight-ring Soul Douluo.

One possessed the Giant-Horned Berserk Bull martial spirit, while the other possessed the Hellfire Horse martial spirit.

At that moment, several more rays of light shot from Ning Fengzhi's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and landed upon the two elders.

This was no small matter.

The auras of the two elders, originally only Soul Douluo, rapidly surged. They had actually touched the threshold of Titled Douluo.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Berserk Bull True Form!"

"Seventh Soul Skill, Flame Horse True Form!"

Perhaps frightened by Qiangu Aoshi's hundred-thousand-year soul ring, the two Soul Douluo who had touched the Titled Douluo threshold released their martial spirit true forms without hesitation.

With two bovines blocking the way before him, Ning Fengzhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. That was a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, after all.

In the current Douluo Continent, Titled Douluo were already few and far between. Titled Douluo with hundred-thousand-year soul rings were even more unprecedented.

Qiangu Aoshi had become a Soul Sage at such a young age, and he even possessed a hundred-thousand-year soul ring.

This sent Ning Fengzhi's killing intent soaring.

This child must not be allowed to live. Otherwise, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will be in danger. But his identity...

After much thought, Ning Fengzhi decided he would find an opportunity to visit Moon Pavilion. He would use Tang Hao's matter to deceive Tang Yuehua. If he could get the Clear Sky Sect, that group whose brains were nothing but muscle, to act, then the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could sit back and reap the benefits while the snipe and clam fought.

Facing the two bovines blocking his path, Qiangu Aoshi was not alarmed but delighted. He burst into laughter.

"Two beasts like you think you can stop me!"

"Seventh Soul Skill, Coiling Dragon True Form!"

"Third Soul Skill, Coiling Dragon Might!"

"Fifth Soul Skill, Coiling Dragon Stacking!"

"Sixth Soul Skill, Coiling Dragon's Break!"

Qiangu Aoshi drained every last drop of soul power within him, raising the Coiling Dragon Staff's attack power to its limit.

A crimson dragon over ten meters long streaked across the sky. Carrying terrifying force capable of crushing mountains and shattering peaks, it slammed into the pair of beasts with unstoppable momentum.

Pfft... crack...

The sounds of blood being spat out and bones breaking rang out at once.

The pair of beasts flew backward like kites with severed strings, spinning through the air.

As they flew, items burst out and scattered across the ground.

Martial spirits, soul rings, and clusters of soul power!

Qiangu Aoshi flashed forward and swiftly absorbed those soul-power clusters. He circulated the Mysterious Heaven Technique to refine them and restore his depleted soul power.

Ning Fengzhi cried out in shock.

"How is this possible?"

"Could a hundred-thousand-year soul ring truly be this powerful?"

A Soul Sage had shattered two Soul Douluo empowered by Ning Fengzhi in one strike.

A dreadful thought rose in Ning Fengzhi's heart.

He secretly regretted leaving Bone Douluo behind at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

If Bone Douluo had been here today, this situation would never have occurred.

Under Qiangu Aoshi's gaze, Ning Fengzhi's body trembled, fierce on the outside but weak within.

"Holy Son Qian Gu, this is a misunderstanding. It's all a misunderstanding!"

"I merely wished to invite you to visit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I absolutely had no intention of harming you!"

Qiangu Aoshi took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled. His soul power had recovered by thirty percent. With a smile, he said:

"Sect Master Ning, do you take me for an idiot? You're trying to fool me with words that wouldn't even deceive a three-year-old."

Ning Fengzhi was, after all, the leader of a sect. He forcibly suppressed the fear and unease in his heart, making his expression calm once more.

"Holy Son Qian Gu, your strength has indeed exceeded my expectations. I admit defeat in today's matter."

"From beginning to end, I never shouted about killing you. I only invited you as a guest. What do you want now? Are you planning to kill me?"

"I am the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is not made of clay. If Spirit Hall's Holy Son kills the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's sect master, let's see how you explain it to the soul masters of the continent."

Qiangu Aoshi smiled mockingly.

"Sect Master Ning, I never said I wanted to kill you."

"I've always disliked killing. I didn't kill a single member of the Golden Iron Triangle this afternoon, either."

"Killing people indiscriminately is what fallen soul masters do. As Spirit Hall's Holy Son, I would never commit such acts."

Once someone was dead, it became boring.

He wanted them to stay alive, yet live forever in regret and misery.

Killing the body was nothing compared to killing the heart.

Without his martial spirit and the identity of the world's foremost support-type soul master, Qiangu Aoshi wanted to see how Ning Fengzhi would continue strutting about.

Hearing that Qiangu Aoshi would not kill him, Ning Fengzhi breathed a sigh of relief. But it lasted only an instant before his pupils constricted to pinpoints.

He would not kill him, but if he stripped away his martial spirit like he had done to Ning Fengzhi's daughter, it would be worse than death.

Qiangu Aoshi swept his staff horizontally. Ning Fengzhi coughed up blood, his eyes bulging as he was sent flying backward.

He felt something important leaving him.

"No!"

He screamed in heartbreak and despair.

But he could not stop his martial spirit, soul rings, soul power, and even a soul bone from bursting out of his body.

Qiangu Aoshi's eyes lit up as he collected the martial spirit, soul power, and that soul bone.

High in the sky!

Sword Douluo, who had originally been pressing Snake Spear Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo back, suddenly lost Ning Fengzhi's enhancement. His aura plummeted, and even his attacks stiffened for an instant.

Snake Spear and Porcupinefish seized the opportunity, each unleashing their eighth soul skill in a highly coordinated strike.

With the enhancement gone and worried that something had happened to Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo was distracted. His reaction was a beat too slow, and he hastily unleashed his eighth soul skill to defend himself.

Boom! Boom!

Sword Douluo retreated a hundred meters, his face shifting between green and white as blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Just then, a crimson dragon soared into the air, its target Sword Douluo.

Sword Douluo had exhausted his old strength before new strength could arise. Though he did his utmost to evade, he was still struck by the crimson dragon.

A force brutally invaded his body, severing his connection to his martial spirit, soul rings, and soul power.

A massive explosion of loot!

The Seven Kill Sword martial spirit!

Two yellow, two purple, and five black soul rings—nine in total!

Hundreds upon thousands of milky-white soul-power clusters!

Chen Xin stared blankly at it all. The Seven Kill Sword martial spirit he had once known so well now felt utterly unfamiliar.

Having lost his martial spirit, soul rings, and soul power, Chen Xin fell straight toward the ground.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin was completely crippled from this day onward!

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