The strong men who can watch the battle here are, at worst, those in the late stage of the Immortal King Realm. They are all leaders of various tribes. The strong men in the Immortal King Realm can come here because of their strong strength and prestige.
There are millions of these people, because strong monsters like heavy weapons, swords, broadswords, spears, big guns, giant axes, war hammers and other weapons, which are their favorites.
Among the powerful people present, there were hundreds of thousands of people who used knives. As Long Chen shouted, the long knives on their backs and waists seemed to be summoned by some kind and began to shake crazily. They seemed to be attacking Long Chen.
Expressing their loyalty, they are eager to appear in Long Chen's hands.
With the care of Tiandu Core, Long Chen's perception can be extended infinitely. He felt that he had cut countless long knives, and Long Chen was calling them to see who was willing to fight with him.
"choke"
A long sword flew out from the hand of a strong Half-Step Kaio King. As soon as it flew out of the scabbard, the strong Half-Step Kaio King was shocked and reached out to grab the long sword.
"puff"
The long sword seemed to come alive. As soon as the blade turned, the wrist of the half-step realm king was cut off. Blood spattered, and the long sword turned into a stream of light and rushed into the catastrophe.
And at this moment, during the catastrophe, eight figures of Wu Ying rushed towards Long Chen at the same time. The water curtain filled the sky and the space was distorted, as if they were on the bottom of the sea.
"Buzz"
Long Chen took the long sword and stabbed it quickly without paying attention to the other figures.
"puff"
Blood splashed, and the nine-foot blade pierced into the chest of Wuying. The water-splitting thorns in the hands of several other figures in Wuying pierced Long Chen's body, but the sparks flew and did not break Long Chen's golden dragon armor.
"A self-righteous woman who doesn't have enough brains learns the art of self-reliance from the human race.
If the body can be divided, can the weapons be divided as well? Is it easier to distinguish weapons than to distinguish oneself?" Long Chen held the owl shadow with his long sword, his eyes were cold.
Wu Ying is a proud idiot. Her physical clone has almost no flaws. It is indeed impossible to distinguish it against powerful monsters.
But with Long Chen's powerful soul power, he can easily capture the blood and soul fluctuations of this deity.
Even if Long Chen couldn't sense her blood and soul fluctuations, the weapons of the other clones of Xiu Ying were all imitations and they couldn't deceive anyone at all.
"I……"
Wu Ying was full of confidence before, but she didn't expect that Long Chen broke her water channel barrier with a casual blow and found her true self more accurately. When the true self was attacked, the clone's strength was greatly reduced, and it even broke through Long Chen's defense.
She had no abilities at all, and at this moment, her eyes were full of fear.
"You looked down on the human race, but you learned their tricks. You looked down on me, but you died in my hands. Go in peace!" Long Chen said coldly.
"No...don't kill me..."
The duck shadow screamed.
"puff"
Wu Ying's body exploded. The person who killed her was not Long Chen, but the strong man of the Golden Bull Clan. He attacked Long Chen from behind. He actually wanted to save Wu Ying, but Long Chen threw away her body.
He passed by and bumped into his Vajra, which was smashed into powder by him.
The strong man of the Golden Bull Clan was shocked and angry. He wanted to withdraw his strength just now, but it was too late.
"Don't feel guilty, go and accompany her!"
Long Chen's long sword pointed at the sky and slashed down like lightning. Countless lines on the long sword lit up, and a dragon's roar came out.
"Hide quickly"
The eighth prince of the Mammoth Elephant clan exclaimed, holding a spear at the same time and stabbing Long Chen, because he could see that the strong man of the Golden Bull clan killed Wu Ying, and his power disappeared in an instant, and at this time Long Chen
He launches an attack just when his old strength has just left and new strength has yet to emerge.
"boom"
It's a pity that Long Chen didn't give him a chance to dodge. The Qi machine had already locked onto him. He could only resist with all his strength. There was an explosion, golden light splashed, and blood mist flew. The vajra was cut off by Long Chen's sword, and the golden
The strong men of the Manniu clan were shocked to pieces.
"when"
Long Chen killed the strong man of the Golden Bull Clan with one blow. The long sword turned and was impartial, just blocking the rescue blow of the eighth prince of the Mammoth Elephant Clan. Unfortunately, his attack came too late.
After a loud explosion, the eighth prince of the Mammoth Elephant Clan took three steps back before he stabilized his figure, with a look of horror on his face.
He has absorbed a large amount of thunder power, and his body is almost saturated. If he escapes from the catastrophe, he will be promoted to a divine king immediately.
Even if he has not been promoted to the Divine Lord Realm, his strength has increased by more than ten times. Now he is holding a spear, and the spear is in harmony with the vision, and the power has increased greatly. But the blow just now was like hitting the stars, and Long Chen did not move at all.
, and he was shocked so much that his blood surged.
Long Chen knocked back the Eighth Prince of the Mammoth Elephant Clan with one blow. Instead of pursuing the victory, he slowly looked at the long knife in his hand.
The blade has a nine-foot blade and a one-and-a-half-foot handle. It is blood red and has an ancient shape. The blood color carries a fierce killing intent. This is a magic weapon that has killed countless creatures.
On the hilt of the knife, there are two Jiuli Immortal Inscriptions engraved, which are still the third-level Jiuli Immortal Inscriptions - Minghong.
The entire knife was blood red, and these two characters were extremely bright red. On these two characters, Long Chen felt the aura of the dragon clan. These two characters were engraved with dragon blood.
"No wonder it feels so friendly." Long Chen looked at the knife with a smile on his face. The knife was very heavy in hand, just in line with his current strength.
Moreover, its length makes it very comfortable to use. The most important thing is that the weapon spirit of this Minghong Dao has a strong sense of intimacy with him. This is a top-quality royal weapon.
The powerful half-step realm king of the monster clan had owned it for countless years and had carried it with him, but never used it, because the sword contained the will of the dragon, which he could not surrender and could not be used by him.
The reason why he carries it all day long is actually to show off his status. Occasionally, he can show off and let others know that he can control the Dragon Soul Divine Weapon, thus intimidating some enemies.
He never dreamed that after carrying the Minghong Sword on his back for so many years, it was actually prepared for Long Chen. Just now, one of his hands was cut off by the Minghong Sword. This guy was probably going to vomit blood in anger.
With the Minghong Sword in hand, this was the first time that Long Chen felt the unity of man and sword after losing his dragon bone, Evil Moon. He finally had a partner with whom he could fight together.
"Puff puff……"
At this moment, countless ghost evil spirits rushed towards them. Although they were lightning incarnations copied from Heaven, their appearance was exactly the same as what Long Chen saw in the underworld.
They swooped up and bit like crazy. The Eighth Prince and others of the Mammoth Elephant Clan had to kill these ghostly evil spirits while guarding Long Chen.
"Buzz"
Long Chen slashed horizontally with his sword, and the sound of dragon roars started again. The area thousands of miles behind him was cleared in an instant. Anyone who stood in his way was invincible when the long sword passed by. Those ghosts and evil spirits collapsed one after another and turned into endless thunder symbols.
And those thunder symbols disappeared as soon as they appeared, as if they were being absorbed silently by something.
"The long-lost feeling is back."
In Long Chen's eyes, the fighting spirit rose, and he suddenly pointed his sword at the sky. A shadow of the sword rose into the sky, penetrated the calamity clouds in the sky, and went straight into the sky. At that moment, the whole world trembled, and a wave threatened to destroy him.
The will that splits the heaven and the earth rises, and that will changes the color of the nine heavens, and makes all the gods and demons tremble.
"The First Style of Opening Heaven"
Rumble…
In the horrified eyes of countless people, they saw a huge sky-holding blade, splitting apart the calamity clouds in the sky, and mercilessly slashing at the Eighth Prince and others of the Mammoth Elephant Clan.