Chen Xun lowered his eyes and looked down at the Spirit Hall below him, his gaze finally falling on the six-winged angel statue that symbolized the supreme power of the Spirit Hall.
There was a slight glint of sharpness in his eyes, and the indifference in his eyes deepened.
suddenly,
He slowly raised his right hand, and with a thought, the Seven Killing Sword wrapped in brilliant sword light broke through the air!
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The sword blade tore through the sky, making a sharp sound, and pierced through the statue like a meteor!
As the cold light passed, the Seven Killing Sword instantly pierced through the stone statue. The sharp sword energy burst out, chopping the statue into pieces and finally nailing it into the high wall behind.
When the aura of the Titled Douluo level appeared, all the elders in the Elder Hall stood up suddenly, with an expression of disbelief on their faces.
"Who on earth dares to challenge the Spirit Hall?"
The elders in the hall were all furious.
Inside the Pope's Palace.
Bibi Dong frowned slightly, and a sharp gleam was hidden in her beautiful eyes.
She gently clenched the Pope's scepter in her hand, and her expression did not change much.
"It has been many years since anyone dared to challenge the Spirit Hall like this. No one has taken action in a long time. It seems these people have forgotten the dignity of the Spirit Hall."
Although Bibi Dong's voice was calm, it gave people a chilling feeling.
Isn't such a blatant provocation to the Spirit Hall equivalent to provoking her as the Pope?
In the years since she took office as Pope, no one has ever dared to provoke the Spirit Hall in this way.
"Yueguan, ghost."
Bibi Dong said softly.
I saw a figure walking out from both sides of Bibi Dong.
A person with a weird appearance, androgynous voice, and an exceptionally feminine temperament.
The other one had a face like a ghost, a hoarse voice, and a cold aura emanating from his body.
"Your Holiness the Pope."
The two of them knelt on one knee in front of Bibi Dong, their tone extremely respectful.
"You two must go out immediately and capture the provocateur for this emperor."
"It's time to let the world feel the majesty of our Spirit Hall again."
"Yes, Your Holiness."
As soon as the words fell, the two figures disappeared from the Pope's Palace.
Chen Xun attacked with great force, without any restraint.
This also attracted the attention of a large number of residents in Wuhun City, and everyone raised their heads to look at the figure in the sky.
"Who is that person? How dare he challenge the Spirit Hall? He really doesn't know his place."
"Speak a little more quietly. He can walk on air without summoning his spirit. He's obviously a Titled Douluo. Do you want to die?"
"Haha, even if he is a Titled Douluo, so what? There are ghosts in our Spirit Hall. The two Titled Douluo elders, and His Holiness the Pope, are even more powerful and unfathomable. They will definitely be able to kill this man here."
"Is the next step going to be a Titled Douluo battle? This is an opportunity that ordinary people may not even get to see in several lifetimes!"
The people in Wuhun City were talking about it, the news was spreading at an alarming speed, and more and more people were gathering to watch the fun.
The next moment,
Ju Douluo Yueguan and Ghost Douluo Guimei flew out of the Spirit Hall and came in front of Chen Xun.
The gray brim of the hat slightly obscured Chen Xun's face, making it impossible to see clearly.
Yue Guan folded his arms across his chest, admiring his slender fingers, and said nonchalantly:
"Who are you? How dare you challenge the Spirit Hall? You really don't know your place. Have you thought about how you're going to die?"
Yue Guan's tone was frivolous, and he didn't take Chen Xun seriously at all.
After all, he and Guimei are both Titled Douluo at level 95, and their strength is not weak among the Titled Douluo.
Moreover, the two of them can work together to perform martial soul fusion techniques, and they are not afraid even if the opponent's soul power level exceeds theirs.
Gui Mei also looked at Chen Xun with a playful expression and said in a hoarse voice:
"His Holiness the Pope cherishes talented people very much. You are also a Titled Douluo. If you are willing to kneel before His Holiness the Pope and confess your sins, and then the two of us can speak a few good words to His Holiness the Pope, you may still have a chance to survive."
"Otherwise...die."
The ghost's cold aura caused the surrounding air to drop several degrees.
Facing the two of them,
Chen Xun's expression remained calm as before, and he simply said:
"Just the two of you, the younger generation, are not worthy enough to be my opponent."
"Go call out those old guys in the worship hall..."
As soon as Chen Xun said this,
Yue Guan and Gui Mei both looked serious.
The other party actually knew about the existence of the worship hall, and judging from the tone and words of the other party, it seemed that he was of a very high generation. Could he be some old antique who had never been seen before?
But after much thought, the two still couldn't guess each other's identity.
But the two of them have put away the contempt in their hearts.
Yueguan and Guimei looked at each other.
The next moment,
The two of them summoned their martial spirits together in tacit understanding, turned around and released their spirit skills towards Chen Xun.
"Fifth soul skill, gathering of cold heroes!"
"Fifth Soul Skill, Ghostly Earth Pond Hand!"
A huge, pitch-black ghost hand suddenly slapped down towards Chen Xun, and a petal-shaped flying knife was rushing towards it from its dark side!
Chen Xun's expression was as cold as ice. He took a step forward, and the soul ring under his feet slowly rose.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black... Eight soul rings emerged one after another, until the last soul ring lit up with a red light, and the eyes of Yue Guan and Gui Mei instantly became clear.
"How is that possible?!"
"This...is this a hundred thousand year spirit ring?!"
Yue Guan covered his mouth, his voice filled with panic and anxiety.
The ghost next to him was the same, and there seemed to be fear in the depths of his eyes.
The two of them had deeply experienced the power of the hundred thousand year spirit ring.
The gray-robed old man in front of them actually also had a hundred thousand year soul ring. How could they not be shocked and nervous?
Before the two of them could come to their senses,
A blood-red Seven Killing Sword appeared in Chen Xun's hand!
Compared with his son Chen Jianjun and grandson Chen Xin, his Seven Killing Sword can more perfectly embody the word "kill" in the Seven Killing Sword!
The overwhelming murderous intent released by the Seven Killing Swords was enough to instantly dissolve Yue Guan's ghostly soul skills!
"This aura... is a hundred thousand year spirit ring!"
"Who is that person outside the palace?"
Many elders in the Elder Hall were extremely shocked.
There haven't been any new hundred thousand year spirit rings in many years.
Currently, there are only five people on the mainland known to possess a hundred thousand year spirit ring.
Now another one has appeared.
Chen Xun put his two fingers together and his voice was like thunder piercing the air:
"Fifth soul skill, awe-inspiring."
boom--
The Seven Killing Swords turned into a dazzling stream of light, piercing through Gui Ju and the other two!
Wherever the sword passes, the air hisses!
The sharp sword energy swept in all directions, and suffocating pressure came crashing down.
Faced with this shocking blow, the two men's faces changed drastically, and at the same time, they burst out with soul power to summon their own martial spirit true bodies!
But even with the martial soul's true body greatly strengthened, the soul power of the two people was easily cut like white paper in front of the Seven Killing Sword!
"ah!"
Yue Guan and Gui Mei screamed miserably, and their bodies slammed into the wall like cannonballs. The wall on one side of the Pope's Palace collapsed and fell, like a ruin.
Yueguan and Guimei crawled out from the ruins in a panic.
Yue Guan stared at the Seven Killing Sword in Chen Xun's hand.
Although Chen Xun's Seven Killing Sword is slightly different from Chen Xin's, how could he not recognize it after dealing with Chen Xin for many years?
"Seven Killing Swords...Who are you?!"