"Seventh Spirit Skill·Thunder Kunpeng True Body!"
Golden-purple light exploded from his body, and the shadow of Thunder Kunpeng condensed and formed behind him.
The wings spread out to cover the sky and the sun, with countless thick golden thunders wrapped around the body, and the eyes were like two burning suns.
His aura increased several times in his true form. Although there was no Eighth Soul Ring yet, the terrifying pressure of the divine beast had permeated the entire Mountain Valley.
Chen Xin The moment he felt the pressure, his face became solemn for the first time.
He tightened his grip on Seven Kill Sword and took a deep breath. "I didn't want to bully the small, but you are too outrageous. If you don't summon your true form, I might really fall over."
The seventh Spirit Ring lights up.
"Seventh Spirit Skill·Seven Kill True Body!"
Pale golden light erupted from Chen Xin's body.
Seven Kill Sword expanded and transformed in his hands, turning into a golden giant sword about ten feet long.
His figure stood tall in the sword light, his whole body covered with a layer of golden Sword Intent armor, and his eyes were like two unsheathed swords.
Seven Kill True Body, man and sword merge into one, Sword Intent permeates the entire Mountain Valley.
The extremely fierce Sword Intent and Thunder Kunpeng's divine beast pressure collided in Mountain Valley, and the air was torn apart with dense explosions.
As soon as Thunder Kunpeng True Body came out, all Beast Martial Soul owners present felt the terrifying suppression from the superiors.
Zhu Zhuqing stood on the edge of Mountain Valley, Nether Civet Martial Soul was shaking violently in his body.
She felt that her limbs were weakening, and Hell Spirit Cat's instinct was frantically warning that the opponent in front of her was far above it and could not be resisted.
Her face turned slightly pale, and she clenched her teeth to hold on to her body, but her eyes were still fixed on the golden-purple figure at the bottom of the valley.
Ning Rongrong noticed her abnormality, came over and asked in a low voice, "Zhu Zhuqing, what's wrong with you? Your face is so pale."
"It's okay." Zhu Zhuqing's voice was a little tight. "My Martial Soul... is scared. It doesn't dare to face that thing."
Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the golden-purple figure covering the sky and sun at the bottom of the valley, his pupils contracted slightly.
Gu Rong's Bone Dragon Martial Soul let out a low whine in his body.
His expression darkened. Although Bone Dragon Martial Soul was powerful, he still felt instinctive fear in front of Thunder Kunpeng.
That kind of fear comes from deep within the blood and is the instinctive reaction of lower creatures when facing superior predators.
He turned his head and glanced at Ning Fengzhi, and both of them saw the same shock in each other's eyes.
"Old Ning, even my bone dragon is shaking."
Gu Rong's voice was a bit lower than usual. "How high is this kid's Martial Soul level?"
Ning Fengzhi did not answer, but slowly closed the folding fan in his hand.
He looked at the bottom of the valley, his eyes focused.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda of Ning Rongrong was not Beast Martial Soul, and was not directly suppressed, but she could feel the almost solid pressure in the air, making it difficult for her to even breathe.
She held Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's hand slightly tighter, thinking silently in her heart, is this his true strength?
He is obviously only a few years older than me, why is there such a big gap?
Chen Xin's Seven Kill Sword is not Beast Martial Soul, and is not suppressed by Thunder Kunpeng's personality, but his Seven Kill True Body still seems a little weak in the face of the pressure of the divine beast.
He took a deep breath, held Seven Kill Sword tightly, and ran Sword Intent with all his strength, dispelling the oppressive feeling from his consciousness.
"In all my years of living, this is the first time that a junior has forced me to summon my true form."
Chen Xin whispered to himself, then raised his voice and shouted to the other side, "Boy, if this old bone falls apart, you have to pay for it!"
Huang Yun The corners of his mouth curved. "Your Majesty, don't worry, I have a sense of propriety."
At the bottom of the valley, the two true bodies confront each other.
The golden purple thunder of Thunder Kunpeng and the golden Sword Intent of Seven Kill True Body intertwined and collided in the air, making dense explosions.
Huang Yun looked at Chen Xin opposite, and the corner of his mouth curved. "Your Majesty, please."
Chen Xin also laughed, and Seven Kill Sword raised his head high. "Boy, take it."
The two figures moved at the same time.
Chen Xin's Seven Kill Sword took the lead.
The golden sword light was like a Lightning tearing through the air. Sword Intent condensed to the extreme and turned into a sharp edge as thin as a hair, which went straight to Huang Yun's chest.
The speed and accuracy of this sword reached the peak level of Chen Xin. Sword Intent locked all the dodge directions around Huang Yun, forcing him to receive the move head-on.
Huang Yun did not dodge.
He raised his right hand, Dragon Fang Knuckle Duster slipped out silently, and Raikiri condensed in the palm of his hand.
The golden-purple Thunder Entanglement stabbed at Dragon Crystal, colliding head-on with the sharp edge of Seven Kill Sword.
Boom!
The moment the two forces collided, a shock wave spread in all directions, shaking the gravel at the bottom of the valley into the sky.
Huang Yun was knocked back several steps, and his feet plowed two deep grooves on the ground.
Chen Xin also took a step back, and the hand holding the sword was slightly numb.
"What a good boy, you can still stand up even if you take a blow from me."
Chen Xin The curvature of the corners of his mouth became wider, but the fingers holding the sword quietly moved to cover up the numb feeling.
Huang Yun moved his wrist, and the lightning on Dragon Fang Knuckle Duster condensed again.
Chen Xin's sword was heavier than he expected, and the penetrating power contained in Sword Intent could tear through almost any defense.
If it weren't for the great achievements of Indestructible Vajra Body and the blessing of Thunder Kunpeng True Body, this sword could break through his defense.
But he also saw that Chen Xin did not use all his strength.
The sword strike just now was just a test, the real killing move was yet to come.
He took a deep breath and took the initiative to attack.
Golden-purple lightning exploded behind him, Thunder Kunpeng's wings suddenly flapped, and his figure was like a Lightning shooting directly at Chen Xin.
Raikiri condenses on the tip of Dragon Fang Knuckle Duster, reaching the ultimate speed.
Chen Xin's eyes flashed, and Seven Kill Sword stood in front of him.
Dragon Fang Knuckle Duster collided with the sword body, making a crisp sound of gold and iron.
Chen Xin was shaken back half a step by the blow, but he turned the sword and shifted the impact of Huang Yun to one side. At the same time, he raised the tip of the sword and stabbed Huang Yun under the ribs.
"Well done!" Chen Xin shouted, and the sword's momentum changed. Seven Kill Sword drew a golden arc in the air, cutting towards Huang Yun's shoulder from the side.
Huang Yun ducked sideways, Raikiri changed his moves and swept across.
The two launched a high-speed attack and defense at the bottom of the valley. The golden-purple lightning and the golden Sword Intent collided with each other. Each collision left deep cracks at the bottom of the valley.
During the breaks in the battle, Chen Xin would occasionally make one or two comments: "This move is a bit interesting!" "It's powerful enough, but the angle is a little off!"
Mountain Valley At the edge, Ning Fengzhi looked at this scene, and the folding fan in his hand had been closed at some point.
He turned to look at Gu Rong, with an indescribable emotion in his tone. "Lao Gu, how strong do you think this kid is now?"
Gu Rong was silent for a few breaths and then said, "At least he is not weaker than me."
Ning Fengzhi nodded and did not answer the call.
But he knew in his heart that Huang Yun was only level 80, not yet Eighth Soul Ring.
When he gets Eighth Soul Ring and truly steps into the realm of Soul Douluo, his strength will reach another level.
"He is only level 80 now..." Ning Rongrong murmured beside him, with an indescribable complexity in his tone.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at the figure at the bottom of the valley and whispered, "He has been moving forward, faster than everyone else."
Gu Rong turned to look at her, then at Ning Fengzhi, and whispered, "When he gets Eighth Soul Ring, I'm afraid even old Chen Xin won't be able to suppress him. By then, Spirit Hall may not be able to sit still."
Ning Fengzhi didn't answer the call, he just reopened the folding fan and shook it slightly.
His eyes fell on the golden-purple figure at the bottom of the valley, and Jiujiu did not move away.