Right above Wuhun City.
Chen Xun walked in the air, his grey robe floating gently in the breeze, his aura completely restrained, making it impossible to tell whether he was real or fake.
Golden Crocodile Douluo stood opposite Chen Xun and said slowly:
"haven't seen you for a long time."
His voice was exceptionally calm, and everything seemed perfectly normal, like an old friend greeting someone they hadn't seen in years.
Chen Xun was stunned when he heard what Golden Crocodile Douluo said, then he chuckled and said:
"Sure enough, you recognized me after all."
Golden Crocodile Douluo smiled dumbly and said:
"If you still can't recognize you after all this, I, the Golden Crocodile, have been defeated by you so many times in vain."
"But it's you, after not seeing you for so many years, who seems to be hiding herself? This isn't like you at all."
Facing Golden Crocodile Douluo's words, Chen Xun just chuckled and said:
"The sword follows the heart."
"In front of the real world, you and I are just mayflies."
"It is better to forget about appearance and false reputation."
A strange look flashed across the depths of Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes, and he slowly said:
"It seems you've had some interesting experiences."
"Is it interesting?"
"It's not boring...at least I have a new goal."
Chen Xun replied.
"A new goal? My goal in life is to defeat you, Chen Xun."
Golden Crocodile Douluo's aura suddenly changed, and the soul power fluctuations in his body were already faintly restless.
Hearing the words of Golden Crocodile Douluo, Chen Xun's aura also became sharper, and he said slowly:
"I'm sorry to set me as your goal. You may never achieve your goal in this lifetime."
"Haha, you won't know if it can be realized until you try it."
"Chen Xun, I am no longer the person I was back then."
"Let's fight to the death."
"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Body!"
The ten thousand year soul ring under the feet of Golden Crocodile Douluo shone brightly, and the shadow of the Golden Crocodile King behind him burst out with brilliant golden light, rapidly expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the aura of the ninety-eighth level Super Douluo swept towards the surroundings!
"Using your martial soul's true body right from the start?"
Chen Xun's expression turned serious.
Facing Chen Xun, Golden Crocodile Douluo had studied tactics to deal with him for a long time.
Finally, we come to a conclusion.
You can't be conservative, you have to go all out from the start.
The Seven Killing Sword is known as the world's best offensive martial spirit, and its lethality is unmatched by any other martial spirit.
And Chen Xun's Seven Killing Swords had already reached perfection.
Even though his Golden Crocodile King possesses extremely terrifying defensive power, he will still be seriously injured by the Seven Killing Swords if he is not careful.
It would be better to use the spirit body right from the start, push your own defense to the extreme, and leave no chance for the opponent.
"Chen Xun, take it."
"Fifth Soul Skill, Death Roll!"
The shadow of the Golden Crocodile King behind Golden Crocodile Douluo opened its bloody mouth and bit towards Chen Xun.
Facing the sudden attack from Golden Crocodile Douluo, Chen Xun immediately moved sideways, and at the same time, a blood-red sword appeared in his hand.
It's the Seven Killing Sword!
The moment the Seven Killing Swords appeared, the world was instantly shrouded in an invisible murderous aura, as if a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood were about to descend upon the world, and the temperature in the air suddenly dropped to freezing point.
The moment Chen Xin saw the Seven Killing Swords in Chen Xun's hand, his body trembled violently and a layer of mist covered his eyes.
"That...that's Grandpa's sword..."
Chen Xin's voice was trembling, and the rolling tears proved his emotions at the moment.
Shock, excitement, joy...
"Is it really him?"
Ning Fengzhi clenched his cane, and his tense expression finally relaxed.
Yu Yuanzhen, who was standing next to him, heard Chen Xin calling the gray-robed old man "Grandpa" and immediately thought of something in his mind.
"Sword Douluo's grandfather... could it be?"
"Swordsman?"
"But didn't Jian Hao die decades ago?"
Before Yu Yuanzhen could figure it out,
The battle between Tianshang Chenxun and Golden Crocodile Douluo has reached a white-hot stage.
The blood-red glow of the Seven Killing Sword in Chen Xun's hand grew even brighter, and the blood in his body that had been dormant for a long time now boiled with joy.
Chen Xun was not able to enjoy his previous battles with other priests.
This battle with Golden Crocodile Douluo has made Chen Xun regain the feeling he had back then.
"You've made a lot of progress since then."
Chen Xun couldn't help but praise him, but he slowly raised the Seven Killing Sword in his hand, and bloodshot light flowed in his eyes.
"But...I have to be more serious now."
"Fourth soul skill, my body is like a sword."
"Sixth Soul Skill, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin!"
Chen Xun pointed the Seven Killing Sword in his hand at Golden Crocodile Douluo. In an instant, dense sword energy attacked Golden Crocodile Douluo like a violent storm.
Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately used his soul skills to defend himself.
"Sixth Soul Skill, Golden Crocodile Body Protection!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo curled up under the shield, and his scales, as hard as steel, sparkled in the sunlight.
The rain of swords fell on the hard scales, making clanging sounds, but did not cause much substantial damage to Golden Crocodile Douluo.
"Hahaha, Chenxun, my defense is much better than it was back then. Your sword can't break my shield!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo's mood was getting more and more excited at this moment.
His years of hard work were not in vain.
When Chen Xun saw this scene, a complex expression flashed in his eyes. He said calmly:
"Sorry, Golden Crocodile, let's end this battle here."
As soon as Chen Xun finished speaking,
Before Golden Crocodile Douluo could react, the Seven Killing Sword in Chen Xun's hand suddenly fell towards him.
The next moment,
A blood-red sword energy carrying overwhelming murderous intent bloomed between heaven and earth, attacking Golden Crocodile Douluo at an extremely fast speed!
Before Golden Crocodile Douluo could react, the sword energy hit his chest!
Suddenly,
The bright red blood was scattered all over the sky!
This scene happened so suddenly that no one could react.
This also includes Golden Crocodile Douluo himself.
Golden Crocodile Douluo looked down at the wound on his chest, his eyes wide in disbelief.
"So... So you've already reached that level..."
At this moment,
Golden Crocodile Douluo finally realized something.
Chen Xun's realm was no longer on the same level as his. That was the realm of their great priest Qian Daoliu.
Level ninety-nine, peerless Douluo.
The reason why this battle lasted until now was entirely because Chen Xun did not use his full strength.
"Hahahahahaha!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo's laughter was filled with various emotions, including relief and liberation.
After a long time, he slowly uttered a few words.
"I am not as good as you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Golden Crocodile Douluo's body fell straight to the ground.
Chen Xun looked at the already resigned Golden Crocodile Douluo and murmured:
"If it was me before I took the Enlightenment Tea, perhaps the outcome of this battle would be unknown."
"To me, Chen Xun, you are a worthy opponent."
"Always."
After a few seconds of silence between heaven and earth, a loud noise loud enough to resound through the sky followed.
The second-in-command of the Worship Hall, the ninety-eight-level Golden Crocodile Douluo, was killed instantly by a single sword strike from that grey-robed old man?
This is even more fantastic than the plot in the vernacular novels.
Chen Xin was extremely excited when he saw his grandfather defeat Golden Crocodile Douluo with one sword.
Sure enough, the Seven Killing Sword in grandpa's hand deserves to be called the Seven Killing Sword.
His Seven Killing Sword is still inferior to his father Chen Jianjun's.
If he had his grandfather's guidance, his sword skills might be able to reach a higher level.
Ning Fengzhi next to him was also extremely happy. The stronger Chen Xun's strength was, the better it would be for their Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
But before the two of them could feel happy, a cold voice rang out between heaven and earth.
"Chen Xun, I haven't seen you for many years. I didn't expect you to reach this level."
"Why don't you come and fight me?"