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Chapter 401.

The Sword Douluo holding the sword in his hand was far stronger than Wang Feng!

With a single strike, Wang Feng quickly thought and raised his Armored Black Flying Sword to block. The sword itself was simple, with no embellishments. However, the power behind it was beyond Wang Feng's expectations. He felt an immense shock as the sharp blade of his flying sword was shattered by the single strike!

If it hadn't been for his mental power being condensed into droplets, his flying sword would have turned into a Armored Black Thorns and been completely exposed. Wang Feng was deeply shocked. Even without using his Martial Soul True body, Sword Douluo had managed to break his flying sword and shake off the soul power attached to it. The attack power was simply outrageous!

With one blow, Wang Feng was forced back. He quickly formed another flying sword to defend. At this point, Sword Douluo's speed was equal to Wang Feng's own!

'Is this his sword energy entering my body?' Wang Feng thought. As he retreated, he sensed a special aura that penetrated his body from the outside. It was clearly the effect of the sword from earlier—a special soul ability.

This sword energy ruthlessly tore into Wang Feng's body, carrying the terrifying sword intent of the Seven Kill Sword, which was difficult to control. Only his spiritual power could resist it.

Boom!

Sword Douluo thrusted his sword forward again, in a simple and direct motion. The enormous sword aura stirred the space–, causing the entire energy of the square to focus on the strike.

Wang Feng once again raised his flying sword to defend, but this time, he was shaken back even faster. His body retreated once more, and another sharper sword aura rushed into him!

'Is this the Seven Kill Sword, Sword Qi?' Wang Feng thought to himself. The two sword auras clashed, destroying his body relentlessly. With Wang Feng's physical condition, he could clearly feel the pain, but he was powerless to stop it.

'Although it seems like a very simple attack, each strike is gradually eroding me with the Seven Kill Sword aura... It won't be long before the opponent's body will give way!' Wang Feng reflected. 

'Old Sword's power may not be fully revealed yet. But many Titled Douluos would struggle to resist such a simple assault.'

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Several more strikes came, and Wang Feng felt the sword energy eating away at his body. Each strike carried a unique artistic conception, with extreme destructive force.

After seven attacks, Sword Douluo finally stopped.

"I have delivered seven strike with my Seven Kill Sword... and you can still endure?" Sword Douluo's eyes narrowed slightly as he observed the White Pontiff. "There's not the slightest hint of confusion in your breath."

This was his fourth soul ability: Seven Kill Sword Qi. The sword qi surrounded his body, and every strike contained an incredibly terrifying sword aura. Even if his opponent could resist his sword moves, the sword aura would still flow into their body. After seven strikes, Titled Douluos weaker than him would usually lose consciousness from the sword aura, and in severe cases, they could suffer internal injuries, even damaging their foundation.

Sword Douluo's Seven Kill Sword was extremely aggressive. Once it was unleashed, it became a devastating attack.

Wang Feng was currently feeling the distinct characteristics of the seven sword qi within his body. For most Titled Douluos, controlling these sword auras would be nearly impossible. But who was Wang Feng? He had exceptional spiritual power and an extraordinarily powerful Dustless Glazed Body. With his high spiritual power and understanding, he wasn't like the average Titled Douluo.

Wang Feng was focusing on comprehending the sword intent within the seven sword auras. This was also the reason he had asked for a match with Sword Douluo—he was trying to learn from him. After all, Wang Feng also used swords.

Now, Wang –Feng felt that he had grasped a bit of understanding. Sword Douluo had been practicing swordsmanship for many years, and each of his strikes, seemingly simple, was far from ordinary. He can even be considered a true sword cultivator to some extent.

At that moment, Sword Douluo moved again. His fifth soul ring lit up, and a terrifying sword light began to form on the Seven Kill Sword in his hand. The sword aura, like a rainbow, crazily condensed from the sword. Wang Feng could vaguely feel the sword aura inside his body being drawn, and he was momentarily taken aback.

"Soul Skill: Seven Kill Soul Kill!" Sword Douluo swung his sword at Wang Feng.

This sword wasn't particularly fast–, but it seemed to lock onto Wang Feng. No matter how strong Wang Feng's mental power was, he couldn't avoid it!

"This is the lock of sword energy!" Wang Feng realized immediately. "The seven sword auras in my body are attracting each other through this move."

It was as if he had been equipped with a tracker—these seven sword auras acted as the tracker, and no matter how much he dodged, escaping this move was impossible. –It was a fatal lock!

A blinding sword light filled the entire square, and everyone's vision was engulfed by its brilliance.

"What's happening?" Hu Liena's heart tightened. Sword Douluo was truly powerful. Even Wang Wu, who had been able to suppress him at the beginning, couldn't fight back now. It was reminiscent of the power of Golden Crocodile Douluo back then!

Ning Fengzhi also stared, watching the battle intently.

"If this continues, the White Pontiff won't remain unscathed!" Ning Fengzhi thought to himself. Even if he remained unscathed, he would be severely injured. Among them, Bone Douluo understood this the best.

The Seven Kill Soul Kill and Seven Kill Sword Qi were two extremely powerful killer moves. Once the Seven Kill Soul Kill struck the opponent, it would form a connection with the Seven Kill Sword Qi inside the opponent's body, making the power even more formidable. This combination would inflict severe damage on the enemy, and even Titled Douluos of the same level would find it difficult to withstand such an attack.

These were only Sword Douluo's fourth and fifth soul abilities!

Suddenly, a scarlet light burst forth from the ongoing battle! It was a soul ring radiance!

Boom!

The massive aura exploded, and the scarlet light revealed a new scene to everyone. A gigantic cauldron appeared, surrounded by the crimson red soul ring and two black soul rings that slowly illuminated.

The large cauldron was upside down, and for a moment, the white-clothed pope disappeared. But soon, the great cauldron began to rise, and the figure of the White Pontiff was revealed.

Seeing this, Sword Douluo couldn't help but be stunned.

"Martial soul? A tripod-type martial soul? Did he just use this cauldron to block my sword strikes?" Sword Douluo frowned.

A tripod-type martial soul wasn't uncommon on the mainland. However, most tripod-type martial soul were primarily defensive. It seemed that the great cauldron of –the White Pontiff served this very purpose, having appeared just now to block his sword strikes.

"That's a hundred thousand-year old soul ring!" Sword Douluo's eyes widened, and his pupils contracted as he looked at the crimson red soul ring. There was a flash of shock in his eyes.

The people of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect were equally stunned!

"The White Pontiff ... a hundred thousand-year soul ring, no wonder..." Ning Fengzhi murmured.

The significance of a hundred thousand-year soul ring was something any soul master understood.

At that moment, Wang Feng coughed slightly, and a bit of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. However, he wasn't seriously injured, the blood was merely a result of the sword energy's damage.

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