boyutpedia Chapter 45 Seven Kill Swords VS Soul-Shattering Spear
Chapter 45 Seven Kill Swords VS Soul-Shattering Spear
Chapter 45 Seven Kill Sword VS Soul-Shattering Spear (Part 2)
After a brief standoff, Yang Dianfeng launched the first attack, wielding the Soul-Breaking Spear and thrusting forward without activating any soul skills, clearly just testing the waters.
Dust Wind, riding on the Nine Shadows of the Divine Dragon, swayed slightly and two afterimages appeared, dodging to the left and right respectively.
Yang Dianfeng reacted quickly. Without moving his left hand, he vigorously stirred the spear tip with his right hand, causing the entire tip of the Soul-Breaking Spear to tremble from side to side.
Chen Feng had no choice but to use the Seven Kill Sword to parry.
"when!"
A metallic clang rang out, and the two men simultaneously took a step back.
This was the first clash between the Seven Kill Sword and the Soul Breaking Spear. The additional attributes brought by the Martial Soul immediately gave them a unique feeling.
Chen Feng's Seven Kill Sword possesses penetrating properties. Even though it was just a collision of martial souls, there was still a powerful and sharp soul force that penetrated straight through the meridians. Yang Dianfeng felt a sharp pain in his arms and almost lost the Soul Breaking Spear, but in the blink of an eye, the Soul Breaking Spear's properties allowed it to absorb this energy.
Chen Feng was slightly surprised. Although he knew from the information that the Soul-Breaking Spear had some special features, he could only truly feel its magic when they actually fought it.
The Soul-Shattering Spear could not only intimidate mental power, but also absorb physical attacks. The Seven Kill Sword's penetrating attribute was completely absorbed by the jet-black spear in just an instant.
"Again!"
Both of them were instantly energized.
"First Soul Skill, Tremor!"
Yang Dianfeng roared, his yellow soul ring lit up, and a burst of explosive energy erupted from his body. At the same time, his aura also exploded to its peak in an instant.
The black Soul-Shattering Spear, like a black dragon, was impenetrable to him, its power so overwhelming that it was hard to breathe. Even Yu Tianlong, who was watching the battle, felt a bit stifled, secretly weighing the situation in his mind. He realized that winning against someone of the same level would be no easy task.
Dust and wind fought and retreated, using his movements and swordsmanship to constantly evade, but he was always only on the defensive.
On the surface, it looked as if he was being suppressed by Yang Dianfeng, but in reality, Chen Feng's soul power after defeating the two Soul Kings was far from recovered, and he was simply unable to support him in fighting with wide-ranging attacks.
"Why are you running? Does the Seven Kill Sword, which is known for its unparalleled attack power, not dare to face the Soul-Shattering Spear head-on?" Yang Dianfeng stood with his spear in hand and said coldly.
Chen Feng countered, "Isn't movement technique a type of combat skill?"
Yang Dianfeng was speechless for a moment, unable to think of a reason to refute him.
"Alright, I'll let you run. Third Soul Skill: Explode!"
Yang Dianfeng's purple spirit ring lit up.
The Soul-Shattering Spear suddenly burst forth with black light, its attack power instantly increasing to a terrifying level.
He launched a wide-range attack, the Soul-Shattering Spear whistling as it danced, creating dozens of phantom images that blocked Chen Feng's retreat in eight directions.
Immediately following, the third soul skill: Explosion, unleash!
"Bang bang bang!"
A dozen loud bangs rang out in succession, distorting the air itself. Chen Feng's face turned pale, and he retreated one after another.
Even though they weren't hit by the Soul-Shattering Spear, they were still affected by the explosion. The Seven Kill Sword had unparalleled attack power, but it couldn't defend against area-of-effect soul skills.
With his long black hair cascading down his back, Chen Feng looked somewhat disheveled.
"Third Soul Skill, Swift Sword Like the Wind!"
Finally, with nowhere left to retreat, Chen Feng released his purple soul ring, which had been around for over three thousand years, and chose to fight back despite the pain from his injuries.
Chen Feng also wanted to know whether the Seven Kill Sword could truly outclass the Soul-Breaking Spear, which was purely offensive.
Yang Dianfeng's eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Well done!"
Immediately afterwards, his fourth spirit ring was released, and the entire Soul-Breaking Spear was instantly stained black, its attack power soaring to a terrifying level.
"bass!"
A blue light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes as he channeled his spiritual power into the Seven Kill Sword. This was not only the release of his third soul skill, but also a double attack of physical and spiritual power.
The next instant, the two powerful martial souls clashed.
All the Soul Masters watching the battle only felt a blur before their eyes. At the instant the Martial Souls collided, it was as if another black lightning bolt flashed and disappeared. That was definitely not an illusion, but a light trace produced by the collision of Soul Power.
Chen Feng staggered back three steps, then coughed up a mouthful of blood with a "pfft," staining a large area of his white shirt red.
Although Yang Dianfeng did not retreat a single step, his body was knocked back more than ten meters by a powerful force, and his two feet scraped deep furrows in the ground.
What was most astonishing was that his pupils turned completely white, and he froze in place, unable to make any other movements for a moment.
Chen Feng took a deep breath, but he had no more soul power to use.
"Seven Kill Sword Technique!"
Dust and wind swirled continuously, and a blue "kill" character formed in the void, directly approaching Yang Dianfeng.
"stop!"
Yang Wudi's eyes widened instantly. He roared, and a black Soul-Breaking Spear as thick as an arm suddenly appeared, its intricate patterns far more dazzling than those of Yang Dianfeng's Soul-Breaking Spear.
He leaped forward with lightning speed, blocking Yang Dianfeng's path as Yang was still in a daze.
"Sizzle—"
When the Soul-Breaking Spear collided with the character "Kill," a scene that astonished Yang Wudi unfolded: the "Kill" character, which appeared to be full of sword intent and brimming with killing intent, actually dissipated and vanished without a trace.
Chen Feng's face was deathly pale. His martial spirit had already automatically retracted, and his soul power was exhausted. Without the support of soul power, the word "kill" naturally lost its power.
However, the sword intent contained in the word "kill" deeply moved Yang Wudi.
"The outcome is decided; Yang Dianfeng has lost."
Yang Wudi announced, "However, you have won because of your mental strength. Your mental strength is terrifying, probably comparable to a Soul Saint."
Chen Feng remained silent, standing there pale-faced, breathing rapidly.
Yu Tianlong hurriedly stepped forward to support him, then turned and shouted, "What do you know? When we arrived, we were attacked by the Spirit Hall. Chen Feng single-handedly killed two Soul Kings, two Soul Masters, and several Great Soul Masters before exhausting his soul power. Otherwise, do you think Yang Dianfeng could have fought him for so many rounds?"
"What!?"
Yang Wudi was stunned. He was just a Soul Master, yet he had killed so many opponents in succession. What was most unbelievable was that two of them were Soul Kings!
Yang Dianfeng could never do that. He knew his grandson well; he had raised him from a young age and knew his worth better than anyone else.
No wonder, after the battle, Chen Feng only released one third soul skill, and even the self-created soul skill of the Seven Kill Sword lineage did not have enough soul power to support it.
Yu Tianlong helped Chen Feng walk slowly off the field, then turned back and added, "Also, do you think Chen Feng vomited blood because of your grandson's Soul-Breaking Spear? That was because he took the fourth soul skill of a level 56 Soul King head-on, which is why he was injured. Yang Dianfeng just aggravated his old injury."
Chen Feng patted Yu Tianlong, signaling him to stop talking.
Yang Wudi stood there stunned. He finally realized that his grandson had lost so completely.
(End of this chapter)