Chapter 107 Bloody Swan Kiss
The strength of the blood-red nine-headed bat king exceeded Chen Feng's expectations. It was indeed a powerful soul beast that could parasitize Tang Chen. Even the semi-artifact-level Seven Kills Sword was blocked, with two claws firmly grasping the sword body. , the two were in a stalemate for a while.
"Hey!"
The nine phantoms behind the Nine-Headed Bat King seemed to have turned into substance, and the nine heads gradually became concrete, giving it an extremely weird feeling.
They opened their mouths at the same time, and the sound waves suddenly made Chen Feng's brain feel like it was struck by lightning. His vision went dark and he almost fainted.
You must know that Chen Feng's current strength is as high as level ninety. Coupled with the blessings of several soul rings that have exceeded the age limit, his true soul power is not as good as that of the ninety-ninth level Peerless Douluo, but at least as good as that of the ninety-seventh level. , an eighth-level super Douluo.
In addition, it is difficult to guess how profound Chen Feng's spiritual power is now that it has evolved into a hundred thousand year old wisdom skull.
Even so, I was deeply affected.
On his forehead, a dark red magic pattern lit up, and a ray of Shura light bloomed in time. A red light that looked somewhat similar to the Nine-Headed Bat King lit up, which made it feel like it had encountered a nemesis. It squeaked strangely and hurriedly let go. He took out two claws and then retreated a lot.
A thick white smoke rose, and the light of Shura corroded both of Bat King's claws. The sharp nails were worn away, and horrific wounds were exposed on the claws.
Chenfeng drew his sword and continued to attack. The Seven Killing Sword mainly focused on an indomitable momentum, which was also part of the display of strength. If the momentum was dampened, the original strength of ten points could only be scored eight points at most.
On the contrary, the stronger the momentum, the more advantageous it is to seize the opportunity in the battle.
The nine shadows of Shenlong Divine Dragon are activated, nine identical dust winds, nine blood-red Seven Killing Swords, and even their movements are uniform.
Nine "kill" characters were carved out and they attacked the nine-headed bat king at the same time.
The nine-headed bat king quickly retreated. It was now using Tang Chen's body. Obviously, Tang Chen's soul bone configuration also had leg bones, and its speed was also extremely fast.
Six of the nine killing words were barely dodged. The rolling hills and buildings inside the Killing City were constantly being destroyed. It was unknown how many degenerates had their limbs flying around and their blood flowing at this moment.
The other three killing words all struck the nine-headed bat king, and three of the phantom heads behind it disappeared in an instant.
"Young man, you make me very angry. After all these years, no one can push me to this level, not even Wuhun Palace. You must pay the price for this!"
The blood-red nine-headed bat king half-knelt on the ground and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. Even as the master of the killing city, it was inevitably injured.
It gently raised its hand, and a column of red blood rose from the blood pool in the abyss below. A strong Bloody Mary was pulled into the void by its power, turning into balls of blood.
The nine-headed bat king opened its mouth and devoured them one by one. Every time it ate a blood ball, its strength would recover a bit.
Chen Feng was not in a hurry to attack. He stood quietly and watched, thoughtfully.
"The power of blood will make me stronger, and the most indispensable thing here is blood. No one can defeat me in the killing city."
The King of Slaughter raised his hands and gently swept away the blood from the corner of his mouth with his tongue.
Behind it, under the blood-red cloak, countless blood balls rose, and this was the confidence of the King of Slaughter.
"Kill!"
After a short period of thinking, Chen Feng seemed to have found a way. The red demon pattern of the Seven Kills Sword appeared, and was poured with Shura's divine power, blooming with a dazzling halo.
Chen Feng rushed forward, the fourth black soul ring on his body lit up, and his fourth soul skill: murderous intent was revealed!
The first attack can produce a critical hit of 300%, which is the number one soul skill among Chenfeng's single-target attacks.
In the City of Slaughter, no one except the King of Slaughter can use soul skills, and the King of Slaughter seems to be accustomed to the rules of forbidden magic. Suddenly fighting against a soul master who can release soul skills, he feels somewhat caught off guard.
It tried to suppress the Seven Kills Sword with two claws as it did before, but how could Chenfeng, who had learned a lesson from the experience, be stupid enough to make the same mistake again?
The Light of Shura is undoubtedly the ability that best restrains the King of Slaughter. When the Seven Killing Sword arrives, the Light of Shura also arrives at the same time. The nine-headed bat king screamed. It could not withstand the pressure from Shura's divine light, but another wave of purple energy emerged from its body, completely dissolving the power of Shura's divine light.
"Rakshasa divine light!"
This is Chen Feng's guess. Unless it is the power of gods, no soul master can dissolve the power of gods, even if it is just a ray of light, this is inevitable.
On the side, the King of Slaughter smiled sinisterly: "Continue? The release of divine light is not endless. The higher the affinity, the more times it can be released. After all, you have not become Shura God yet, I want to see See how many times you can cast it.”
After saying that, it folded its arms coldly, as if to see what else you could do.
In the void, blood cells were arranged neatly and sent towards his mouth.
Some of the soul power that was originally consumed is being restored at a crazy speed as the blood cells are replenished.
Chen Feng frowned slightly.
This blood-red nine-headed bat king has the ability to continuously recover its power in the Killing City. However, I am not an opponent of the same level as it. I am just fighting above it.
If you drag it on like this, waiting for your soul power to run out, wouldn't you just be a lamb to be slaughtered by it?
A chill suddenly rose up, and Chenfeng's hand brushed across his waist.
"Originally I didn't plan to use you, but this is the best way to fight against the Nine-Headed Bat King now."
Chenfeng whispered to himself.
He suddenly attacked forward, with a speed that was almost unstoppable. The Seven Killing Sword kept intersecting with the King of Slaughter. The energy fluctuations generated by the collision between the two made the earth tremble.
"I told you, it's useless! In the killing city, no one can kill me instantly, but I can heal my wounds at any time by swallowing blood. How can you fight me?"
Jie Jie, the King of Slaughter, screamed strangely.
Chenfeng remained unmoved, but his sword moves became more ferocious, as fast as the wind, and each strike was full of powerful power.
Finally, the claws of the bloody nine-headed bat king were swung high. At this moment, Chen Feng's hands quickly passed by his waist. Under the pull of his soul power, a handful of powder was sprinkled on the killing king with great precision. on the wound.
"Success!"
Chenfeng succeeded in the attack and quickly retreated.
But the King of Slaughter not far away trembled obviously.
"What did you do to me?"
The King of Slaughter's voice was no longer natural.
Chenfeng smiled and took out a snow-white fairy grass and held it up with his soul power, but he didn't dare to touch it.
The grass jelly was crystal white, and every blade of grass seemed to be dripping with water. It was slender and curved, and looked like a swan's neck.
"The name of this flower is: Snow Swan Kiss!"
(End of chapter)