Chen Xin is a Rank 96 Titled Douluo, he is known for his offensive Power. When facing him, Chen Feng must also go all out, so Chen Feng directly possessed his Martial Spirit.

    A little dark golden light bloomed from the centre of Chen Feng's eyebrows, it quickly flooded all over his body, his muscles swelled suddenly, his hands turned into tiger claws, and long sharp blades popped out of his fingertips.

    Six Spirit Rings, one Purple, four Black, and one Red, rose from the soles of Chen Feng's feet, they moved up and down around Chen Feng's body.

    "Chen Feng, Martial Spirit Netherworld God Tiger, Rank 70 Agility Attack System, Quasi Spirit Saint, please advise." Chen Feng stated his Spirit and Rank and made a please gesture.

    "How is this possible!" Chen Xin's pupils constricted slightly; he was shocked by Chen Feng's Spirit Ring Configuration. His first Spirit Ring was a 1000-Year Spirit Ring, and his remaining Spirit Rings were all over 10,000 Years old. The most shocking thing was the Red Spirit Ring, not even he had a 100,000 Year Spirit Ring.

    "Rongrong, does he have Twin Martial Spirits?" Ning Fengzhi asked. As the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, he has conducted deep research on Martial Spirits. In his opinion, only Twin Martial Spirits can create such a situation.

    "I only saw Brother Feng use this Spirit before, and his Spirit Ring Configuration is different from ordinary people because of his special physique." Ning Rongrong shook her head.

    "I wanted to recruit such a monster." Tai Tan gave a wry smile.

    "A monster like you is qualified to be my opponent." Chen Xin's expression became serious, and he uttered in a low voice: "My body is like a sword."

    A strong metallic light burst out suddenly, setting off a fierce whirlwind. The quaint giant sword with a handle two meters long and a blade width of half a foot suspended in front of him, nine Spirit Rings of which, two were Yellow, three were Purple, and four were Black coiled on it.

    "Chen Xin, Martial Spirit Seven Kill Sword, Rank 96 Power Attack System Titled Douluo, please advise." Chen Xin also stated his Martial Spirit and Rank, treating Chen Feng as an opponent of the same Rank.

    "Be careful."

    The second Spirit Ring on Chen Feng's body burst into black light, he then turned into a stream of light and rushed out, leaving behind a series of afterimages, making it difficult to tell where his real body is.

    Chen Xin still stood there and did not move. Chen Feng suddenly flashed behind him, and the sharp tiger claws left a few shadows in the air, tearing at him.

    "*Flying Sword Wing*."

    Chen Xin's Third Spirit Ring shone, and his powerful sword aura surged like a mountain. Chen Feng had no choice but to give up on his original attack and cross his arms to block this.

    The powerful sword energy shook Chen Feng almost 50 meters back, it also left several white marks on his arms.

    "He's worthy of being a Rank 96 Titled Douluo, he is much stronger than Dugu Bo." Chen Feng inwardly compared the Poison Douluo to him.

    "*Long Sword Appears*."

    The First Spirit Ring on Chen Xin's body burst out with a yellow light, the powerful sword aura gathered in the sword’s body. As he flicked, the long sword shot towards Chen Feng.

    Chen Feng did not take it head-on, rather he turned and ran away from it.

    Chen Xin controlled the long sword in the air and pursued him closely. The sharp sword aura was like a sharp blade, cutting off all of Chen Feng’s escape paths.

    "*Ghost Perplexing Track*!"

    Chen Feng's figure seemed to become illusory, as he rushed through the sword aura and sharp blades, all the sword attacks passed by him but none of them hurt him.

    "Good brat, you can dodge." Chen Xin did not expect Chen Feng to dodge in this way, and what was even better, was that Chen Feng did not use his Spirit Abilities or any Spirit Bone Abilities, instead, he was dodging by using his combat skills.

    "I am curious, how long can you continue to dodge?"

    Chen Xin's hand movements and hand signs changed a bit, his majestic Spirit Power surged out, and tens of thousands of Light Swords were condensed all around his body. With a wave of his arm, the tens of thousands of Light Swords shot towards Chen Feng.

    "Unexpectedly, Uncle Sword used his Sixth Spirit Ability so quickly.” Ning Fengzhi whispered.

    "Brother Feng will be fine, right?" Ning Rongrong said with some worry.

    "Don't worry, Uncle Sword will hold back." Ning Feng chuckled.

    "Such a move may be dazzling, but it can’t do anything to me!" Chen Feng looked at the Light Swords that looked like a sky full of stars and exclaimed.

    "*Iron Ridge Shield*!"

    A light flashed on Chen Feng's left leg, and a huge Iron Ridged Shield appeared in front of him, blocking the attack.

    Ding-Ding-Ding-

    The Light Swords continued hitting the Iron Ridge Shield, every time it did so, a crisp sound could be heard, the rebound effect of the Iron Ridge Shield also did not appear, after all, Chen Xin was controlling a flying sword attack and not his body, so despite the attacks hitting the Shield, the rebound effect was not being activated.

    "I do not believe that I cannot break your Iron Ridge Shield."

    With a wave of his arm, Chen Xin’s Seven Kill Sword flew into his hand, and the surrounding Light Swords quickly gathered towards the Seven Kill Sword in his hand and soon formed a huge Light Sword.

    His sixth Spirit Ability can be a group attack as well as a single target attack.

    Chen Xin's arm pointed, and the huge Light Swords adjusted its direction, they locked onto Chen Feng and then shot out.

    "A 100,000 Year Spirit Bone Ability is not that easy to break." Chen Feng inwardly muttered, he put his hands behind the Iron Ridge Shield, preparing to defend the attack.

    The Light Swords and the Iron Ridge Shield hit each other, the two competed fiercely, leaving ravines and pits on the ground in the process.

    While exerting a lot of power and strength onto the Iron Ridge Shield, Chen Feng kept backing away. "Third Spirit Ability, *Wrath of The Holy Tiger*, Fifth Spirit Ability, *Netherworld Devil God Transformation*."

    The third and fifth Spirit Rings on Chen Feng's body lit up one after another, his strong, massive muscles swelled again, and a mysterious pattern appeared on both of his cheeks, his attack, agility, and defence increase by several times.

    "Back!"

    Chen Feng shouted, and light burst out from the Iron Ridge Shield, which directly shook the giant Light Sword away, it also shot the smaller Light Swords back towards Chen Xin.

    "*Sword Spirit Guard*."

    The powerful sword aura formed a 2-meter-diameter protective shield around Chen Xin. This was his only defensive Ability. The Light Swords that flew back hit the protective cover and were all shaken away.

    "Brat, I will use my real killer moves next, be careful." Chen Xin knew clearly that if he did not use his true power, he would not be able to defeat Chen Feng.

    "Come on." Chen Feng responded, his fighting Spirit rising.

     "Seven Kill True Body."

     The Seventh Spirit Ring on Chen Xin's body was shining, and the Seven Kill Sword in front of him rose in response to it.

     "Get Back! Quickly!" Ning Fengzhi pulled Ning Rongrong back several tens of meters.

     The seventh Spirit Ring creates a qualitative change. After obtaining this Spirit Ring, you can use the Martial Spirit True Body, and a person’s powers will increase exponentially.

     "Sixth Spirit Ability, *Netherworld Killing Spear*."

     The Red Spirit Ring on Chen Feng's body suddenly lit up. On his right palm, dark golden light gathered and then quickly extended, condensing into a 3-meter-long Spear.

     "Go!"

     The two yelled at the same time, and the Seven Kill Sword and *Netherworld Killing Spear* shot towards each other.