Douluo Continent: Starting with a Tom Cat

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That was a man from the previous era known as Haotian Douluo, and he was slapped into the ground by Shen An's delicate hand.

"Shen An, what realm are you at now?" Qian Daoliu asked curiously, suppressing his shock.

"Contra, senior," Shen An said with a smile.

Qian Daoliu fell silent. This was truly outrageous. He had never seen such a powerful Soul Douluo before. There was probably only one like him throughout history.

"High Priest, this situation seems rather ominous," said Sea Dragon Douluo, looking at Shen An in the sky.

Poseidon's expression was extremely solemn. She hadn't even figured out how Shen An had made his move, which meant that the gap between the two was ridiculously large.

At the same time, a trace of despair rose in Poseidon's heart. Shen An's strongest weapon was his sword, but what he had just done was a slap, a casual slap.

The disciples of Haotian Sect were now dumbfounded. They thought that with their ancestor's return, they would surely be able to avenge their great grudge, but they never expected that their ancestor Tang Chen had been banished underground.

Looking at Shen An in the sky, they were filled with despair; that person was as strong as a god.

Suddenly, the ground began to shake violently, and a beam of red light shot out with unstoppable force.

"You've successfully angered me. I'll show you what true despair is!"

Tang Chen, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, roared furiously, "Who doesn't have some dignity? Being blasted into the ground in front of everyone is a complete disgrace!"

At this moment, three more streaks of light flew in, one of which was Ghost and the other of Tom Jerry.

Upon seeing the heavily injured Qian Daoliu, Shen An smiled and said, "Senior Qian Daoliu, you should go and rest first. Tom will treat you, and I'll take care of the rest."

Qian Daoliu was taken aback. It was inappropriate to let a cat treat his injuries. His wounds would probably require some extremely precious natural treasures and a high-level healing-type soul master.

However, with a major battle imminent, Qian Daoliu didn't say much to avoid distracting Shen An.

Then, with a strange look on his face, Qian Daoliu was taken away by Tom with a broom.

Shen An turned to look at Tang Chen and suddenly sighed: "Your Haotian Sect is really like a leech, after you beat the young ones, the old ones come and after you beat the old ones, the even older ones come."

Tang Chen coldly said, "Don't worry, there won't be a later. You will die today!"

At the same time, his aura was surging, and a red phantom, even larger than before, was radiating boundless killing intent, as if a true god of slaughter had descended upon the world.

Everyone present was overwhelmed by the murderous aura, and the Haotian Sect disciples reacted even more violently, being the weakest among them.

"A demigod? No, you could even say he's the king of demigods, below the gods!"

Qian Daoliu's eyes widened in shock, and he couldn't help but gasp. He hadn't expected that Tang Chen would still have some strength left in his fight with him.

"You use a sword? Then I will defeat you with my sword!"

Tang Chen said domineeringly, a confidence that came from his strength. At this moment, the Haotian Hammer, which was shining with countless beautiful magic patterns, appeared in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, it seemed to melt, turning into a dense red light, where divinity and demonic nature coexisted, and finally forged into a blood-red giant sword over two meters long!

The long and broad blade was covered with dark gold demonic patterns, and the blood-red sword was filled with an extremely sharp killing aura, which made even the old swindler tremble.

Tang Chen's eyes turned dark red, and he was covered in a blood-red armor, which was covered with red blades, with spikes protruding from almost every corner.

Poseidon's previously somewhat powerless heart was now rekindled with hope. Tang Chen was indeed exceptionally talented, not only gaining the approval of the Asura Demon Sword, but also being a perfect match for it.

A hint of surprise flashed in Shen An's eyes. This sword was extraordinary. In Shen An's current view, the Asura Demon Sword was of extremely high rank, and since it had not yet been fully unsealed, it was indeed a peerless weapon of destruction.

"For a mere mortal to die under a divine weapon is your honor."

Tang Chen raised his blood-red eyes, which were cold and devoid of any emotion, and stared at Shen An.

Shen An smiled indifferently. Before advancing to the eighth ring, he might have been wary, but now that his body was comparable to that of a god, why would he be afraid of a mere divine artifact?

"Do you know what the pinnacle of swordsmanship is?" Shen An suddenly asked, his tone ethereal as the boundless blue sky. A sword-like blade of grass appeared in his hand, exquisitely beautiful, like the supreme among swords.

"Just playing tricks!" Tang Chen's tone was icy. Having mastered the super artifact Shura Demon Sword and the Shura God's ultimate techniques, he didn't take Shen An seriously at all.

He gripped the Asura Sword and swung it upwards, unleashing six beams of brilliant blood-red light.

"Shura, Judgment!!!"

As the god of law enforcement in the divine realm, the Asura God has the ability to judge the vast majority of gods. All gods are weakened in spirit before even facing the Asura God, let alone when facing mortals.

Tang Chen could almost see Shen An being suppressed by the Asura Demon Sword, unable to move and only able to await his execution.

Faced with the Asura technique unleashed by the demigod Tang Chen, wielding a super artifact, Shen An remained completely unfazed.

His eyes suddenly turned a deep blue, and an incomparably sharp intent erupted from Shen An. That vast and magnificent sword intent made onlookers truly feel their own insignificance.

Tang Chen's expression suddenly changed; he noticed that the Asura Demon Sword was trembling.

An indescribable feeling, or what could be called panic, spread through Tang Chen's heart. Even though he had roamed the Douluo Continent his whole life, Tang Chen clearly understood that there was an insurmountable gap between himself and a god.

Now, the artifact of the Asura God, one of the five great powers of the God Realm, is trembling and showing fear. How could this not terrify Tang Chen?

Shen An remained indifferent, his fingers forming a sword shape as he made a light stroke, then uttered, "Sword, come!"

Immediately, within tens of thousands of meters of Shen An, countless longswords trembled in unison, then rose from the ground and soared into the sky.

Whether it was the Spirit Empire or the million-strong army of the Heaven Dou Empire, it was the same; some people struggled to grasp their longswords, but could not hold on to them at all.

Even more extreme, for those whose martial spirit is a sword, the martial spirit appears out of thin air and flies into the sky beyond their control.

And so, countless long swords flew down from ten thousand meters in the sky, like countless meteors descending, covering the sky and the earth.

At this moment, all who witnessed this scene fell silent.

Qian Daoliu's expression revealed a look of infatuation. He also used a sword, and his swordsmanship was even higher than Chen Xin's. However, when he saw Shen An, it was as if he were facing a sword god!

What happened next was even more shocking. The Asura Demon Sword trembled violently in Tang Chen's hand. Tang Chen grabbed it tightly, his muscles bulging and his face contorted in a ferocious expression.

The Asura Demon Sword was about to be released from his hand!

"Absolutely impossible, this is my divine artifact!!!" Tang Chen roared suddenly. His power was unimaginable. With a demigod's body and a power-type martial soul, no one on the entire continent could defeat him.

Even the hidden Asura Divine Sense was dumbfounded, wondering how the Asura Demon Sword could be controlled.

This is a huge variable! It could even cause unprecedented changes to the divine realm in the future!

The Asura God's eyes flashed with ferocity as He considered whether to risk violating the rules of the divine realm by descending to the mortal realm in His true form.

Shen An's eyes remained indifferent. The next moment, the Asura Demon Sword suddenly flew up and actually struck first, shattering the six streaks of blood light completely.

Countless longswords surrounded Shen An, emitting a deafening sword cry, with the Asura Demon Sword prominently among them.

Bathed in sunlight, the sword gleamed with a chilling light, obscuring the sky.

"They are worshipping Shen An," the ghost said in horror.

At the same time, the Asura God's pupils, hidden in the shadows, shone brightly, sensing a status in Shen An that was no less than that of a god.

"How could this be!" the Asura's divine sense roared.

Tang Chen's spirits plummeted at this moment. Only now did he realize the insurmountable chasm between himself and Shen An, a man who had always been full of confidence.

But soon, his gaze returned to its former gloom. He couldn't admit defeat yet. Poseidon was still alive, and the disciples of Haotian Sect were still alive. In any case, he had won time to survive.

"Take my Haotian Sect disciples and leave quickly!!!" Tang Chen turned around and shouted, then nine soul rings bloomed on his body, shooting towards Shen An like a blood-red meteor.

Poseidon's eyes were filled with tears. She wanted to fight to the death with Tang Chen, but the urgent voice of the Sea God echoed in her mind. She had to retreat, or Sea God Island would lose all hope.

Facing Tang Chen, who was flying into the air, Shen An had a mocking smile on his lips. He decided to eradicate the Haotian Sect today.

"cut!"

Another word was uttered, but it was as vast as thunder, resounding throughout the entire sky.

Countless longswords shone with boundless light, their sword light coalescing into a single, awe-inspiring sight, surging forth like a thunderous tidal wave.

Shen An made a grasping motion with one hand and swung it forward. The sword light was like a dragon, dazzling and brilliant. The sun, moon and stars paled in comparison to this sword.

The mighty, dragon-like longsword engulfed Tang Chen, but he quickly managed to break free from the sea of ​​swords.

The Clear Sky Hammer has been fused into a part of the Asura Demon Sword. He now only has a Soul Ring but no Martial Soul. However, Tang Chen's gaze is still fierce. He still has a unique skill and will surely win Poseidon a chance to escape.

"Great Sumeru Hammer! Blast it!!!"

Tang Chen condensed his violent soul power into a phantom giant hammer, and then without the slightest hesitation, he unleashed a nine-ring combo, with violent energy bursting out from Tang Chen at the center.

The Asura God's gaze, hidden in the shadows, once again revealed surprise. He could see that Tang Chen, unleashing his full power with this Ring Explosion technique, possessed a power almost comparable to that of a god.

If Tang Chen hadn't already lost his martial soul, this move would have been even stronger.

Of course, the consequences were also extremely heavy. Using the exploding ring without a martial soul was like not having enough support to withstand the enormous pressure. After the attack, Tang Chen would definitely become a cripple.

Shen An's expression shifted slightly, and then the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass in his hand shone brightly, flying away into the air. With every inch it flew out, thousands upon thousands of sword lights flashed.

The two powerful energies, blue and blood-red, collided, turning the sky a thousand meters above into a sea of ​​energy storms. The terrifying pressure caused everyone below to fall, trembling and unable to move.

Rumble!

In the midst of the massive impact, Tang Chen's soul power was completely annihilated by Shen An's sword energy. Subsequently, the azure sword light severed Tang Chen at the waist, severing his life force.

However, due to the strength of his demigod body, Tang Chen did not die immediately. His brain was still conscious, but his body kept falling towards the ground.

His eyes darted around frantically, trying desperately to see where Poseidon was, where dozens of Haotian Sect disciples were following closely.

'I have to escape! I must escape!' Tang Chen screamed in his heart.

Just as Tang Chen was about to die, Poseidon and the five Holy Pillar Douluos turned around simultaneously.

"High Priest, we can't bring these Haotian Sect disciples anymore; they'll delay our retreat." Hailong Douluo's expression changed drastically.

Even the demigod Tang Chen is dead, so it's easy to imagine that Shen An will catch up soon. Bringing the Haotian Sect disciples is just bringing a bunch of burdens.

Poseidon looked reluctant. This was the last thing Tang Chen had asked her to do. Was she just going to give up like this?

The Haotian Sect disciples, who were being drawn by Poseidon and the others with their soul power, remained silent. Some of the more timid ones trembled with fear, afraid of being abandoned.

"Abandon them. You must live. Even the Holy Pillar Douluo can die, but you cannot!" The voice of the Sea God echoed in Poseidon's ears once more.

Poseidon gritted his teeth; the sea god's command must be obeyed.

"Put down the Haotian Sect disciples and let's go!"

With a sudden shout, she felt a surge of guilt, then transformed into a streak of light and left without looking back.

Tang Chen, who was falling from a great height, looked at this scene with even more dim eyes, filled with endless sorrow and resentment.

Shen An's eyes were cold. He thought, "Want to leave? Is that even possible?" He took a step forward, and boundless sword light erupted from his body. All the Haotian Sect disciples who were still in place died, leaving not even ashes behind.

Immediately, he caught up with Poseidon at an incredible speed. Since he had given Chidoru face once, he would not do it a second time.

The five Holy Pillar Douluos' expressions changed. The ferocious god had caught up, and fear instinctively filled their eyes. However, their faith in the Sea God remained unwavering.

"The High Priest goes first, we'll stop him!" Sea Dragon Douluo roared, and then his ninth spirit ring shone with unparalleled brilliance as he turned back to block Shen An.

The other four Holy Pillar Douluos were the same, their eyes filled with a sense of fearlessness in the face of death.

"Ocean impact!"

"The Divine Song of Zhenhai!"

"Whirlwind Giant Wave Annihilation Fist"

The five Holy Pillar Douluos all unleashed their most powerful soul skills, but when faced with Shen An rushing towards them, these world-destroying attacks were as fragile as paper.

Shen An transformed into a sword light and swept across, shattering all the soul skills. The bodies of the five Douluo were as if they had been cut by a sharp sword.

At this moment, there is no longer a Holy Pillar Douluo on Seagod Island!

Despite her immense grief, Poseidon continued her escape, convinced that the sea god had a backup plan.

Shen An and Poseidon were incredibly fast, and Poseidon had the advantage of escaping first, so Tang Chen did manage to delay Shen An for a while.

With their combined full power, the two arrived at the edge of the sea in the blink of an eye. At this moment, Poseidon was only 10,000 meters away from her.

Poseidon's eyes first lit up with hope, then dimmed again. What was the use of running away when faced with Shen An, who was almost invincible?

"Shen An, let me go. I promise I will never set foot on the mainland again," Poseidon said with a humiliated expression.

Shen An looked at Poseidon with the same look he'd given an idiot. What nonsense was this woman spouting? They'd fought to this extent, how could he let her go?

Shen An did not speak, but instead gathered sword light in his hand.

"stop!"

A majestic and powerful voice came from the sea.

Upon hearing this, Shen An did not hesitate at all. He merged his sword intent with the sword energy in his hand and instantly struck at Poseidon, whose face was ashen.

You think you can just stop because you tell me to? Who do you think you are?!

Chapter 329 Enemy Arrives from the Divine Realm, Tom Stabs the Sea God with a Halberd