Chapter 65 Qian Daobai Instantly Kills Sword Douluo! The Brilliance of a Sword Immortal! One Sword Is Enough!
Don't worry!
Dai Mubai, standing to the side, also spoke in a deep voice, his eyes filled with trust in Sword Douluo.
"Sword Douluo's strength is among the best in the entire continent. He can definitely defeat this guy and rescue Xiao Wu!"
They had all witnessed the power of Sword Douluo firsthand; he was a level 96 Super Douluo, the top attack-type Soul Master on the continent!
In their view, the outcome of this battle was a foregone conclusion.
In the field.
Sword Douluo moved.
He didn't use any fancy soul skills; he simply swung the Seven Kill Sword in his hand.
Buzz!
On the sword, an extremely refined sword aura instantly condensed, carrying an aura that could cleave the heavens and split the earth, and slashed down at Qian Daobai!
The air was torn apart, emitting a piercing wail, and a deep trench spread rapidly across the ground following the trajectory of the sword energy!
Despite this earth-shattering attack, Qian Daobai's expression remained unchanged.
He didn't even move an inch.
He simply raised his right hand slowly and grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist.
Clang—!
A soft sound.
The Demon-Slaying Sword was drawn half an inch from its sheath.
A sword aura, equally refined yet even purer and more domineering, flashed out from the gap in the scabbard.
It arrived first despite being the one that attacked later, meeting Sword Douluo's sword energy, which was powerful enough to split mountains and shatter peaks.
The two sword energies met in mid-air. Sword Douluo's domineering attack was like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.
It melts away and disintegrates silently, eventually turning into nothingness.
The sword energy that Qian Daobai unleashed, after shattering the opponent's attack, still retained its momentum and shot straight towards the distant wall.
puff.
With a soft sound, a bottomless hole appeared in the hard wall.
The courtyard was deathly silent.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin's pupils suddenly contracted, and a look of horror appeared on his face.
He stared intently at Qian Daobai, and the hand holding the Seven Kill Sword trembled slightly uncontrollably.
How is that possible?!
Although he did not use any soul skills in his sword strike just now, it still contained seventy percent of his own power.
It is powerful enough to require any Title Douluo below level 95 to exert all their strength to withstand it.
But the opponent merely drew his sword half an inch, and effortlessly neutralized it!
Even... the sword wasn't fully drawn!
This is no longer a matter of difference in strength; they are simply beings from different dimensions!
What shocked him even more was the will contained within the sword energy that the opponent had just unleashed...
That pure and ultimate sense of "slashing" gave him a feeling of familiarity that came from the depths of his soul.
"..."
In Chen Xin's mind, a long-buried memory flashed by like lightning.
Previously, in his quest for a breakthrough in swordsmanship, he had climbed to the summit of the highest snow-capped mountain in the Heavenly Dou Empire.
There, he sensed a lingering sword intent.
That sword intent, even just the lingering aura, made this Title Douluo, who made his living with swords, feel an unprecedented shock and a sense of insignificance.
That is a supreme sword intent that transcends heaven and earth, regards all things as straw dogs, and can cleave the sun, moon and stars with a single sword!
From that moment on, he knew that there was a "sword immortal" in this world whom he could never reach.
Could it be...?
An idea that he himself found utterly absurd surged uncontrollably from the depths of his heart.
Could this young man before me be the master of the sword intent left behind atop the mountain?!
An unprecedented sense of crisis, like a cold, venomous snake, instantly coiled around his heart!
"Grandpa Sword!"
In the distance, Ning Rongrong's exclamation pulled Chen Xin back from his shock.
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart.
No matter who the opponent is, we must fight today!
For the glory of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and to give Shrek Academy an explanation!
"drink!"
Sword Douluo let out a low roar, holding nothing back any longer!
His nine spirit rings lit up instantly!
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!
Two yellow, two purple, and five black!
Top-tier spirit ring configuration!
The terrifying pressure belonging to a Super Douluo swept across the entire courtyard like a tsunami!
Tang San and the others felt an irresistible force pressing down on them, making it difficult to breathe, and they had no choice but to retreat again.
"Ninth Soul Skill, Divine and Demonic Slash!"
Sword Douluo's voice carried a resolute tone.
He raised the Seven Kill Sword high in his hand, and the ten-thousand-year soul ring burst forth with dazzling light!
In an instant, the whole world seemed to lose its color!
All the light converged on the tip of the Seven Kill Sword, forming an extremely dazzling point of light.
A terrifying aura, a mixture of holiness and destruction, spread wildly from it!
The surrounding air began to distort, the bluestone slabs on the ground cracked inch by inch, and the entire space seemed to tremble in the face of this power!
"That was Grandpa Sword's strongest attack!" Ning Rongrong exclaimed in shock.
"We've got this in the bag!" Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were also very excited.
Tang San clenched his fists tightly, as if he could already see the scene of Qian Daobai turning into ashes under this earth-shattering blow!
However, faced with this attack that could change the very fabric of the world, Qian Daobai simply raised his eyes slowly.
His eyes remained calm.
But beneath that calm surface, there was a hint of... impatience.
Clang!
The Demon-Slaying Sword was finally fully drawn.
He gripped his sword and casually swung it at the dazzling spot of light.
A dark crack flashed through the air.
That was the "Double Slash of Gods and Demons," which combined Sword Douluo's lifelong power with the power of his 100,000-year-old soul ring.
That powerful strike, capable of threatening even a level 98 expert, was like a soap bubble that had been popped.
It vanished completely into the air without even uttering a mournful cry.
The light faded away.
The oppressive aura disappeared.
In the courtyard, only Qian Daobai's figure, holding his sword, remained, along with the Sword Douluo in front of him, whose face was contorted with extreme shock.
"No...it's impossible..."
Sword Douluo's hand holding the sword trembled violently, his eyes were bloodshot, and he could not believe what he was seeing.
His strongest ninth soul skill... just like that, gone?
Before he could recover from the enormous shock...
The thousand cypress trees moved.
He didn't move his body, but just flicked his wrist slightly.
A sword aura, simple and unadorned, yet incredibly fast.
In an instant, it bridged the distance between the two and imprinted itself on Sword Douluo's chest.
puff!
Sword Douluo was struck as if by lightning, and his entire body flew backward uncontrollably.
A mouthful of blood traced a tragic arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.
The Seven Kill Sword in his hand also flew out and stuck diagonally into the ground to the side.
One move.
With just one move, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, a level 96 warrior, was defeated!
The excitement and confidence on the faces of Tang San and the others in the distance instantly froze, replaced by endless astonishment and fear.
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