Yue Zifeng's voice was soft and calm, yet amid countless angry shouts and endless thunder, it was clearly conveyed to everyone, as if Yue Zifeng was right beside their ears speaking.
The most terrifying thing was that upon hearing Yue Zifeng's voice, it was clear that the sharp sword intent had already eroded their souls and will, as if a sharp sword was already pressed against their necks.
It was as if with a single thought, he could kill someone. That feeling of life beyond human control shocked these super powerhouses.
To be able to undergo tribulation here, no one is weak; they are the strongest of the strong, monsters among monsters. Just hearing Yue Zifeng's words made them feel the terror of this person.
Yet such a terrifying person willingly became a subordinate, repeatedly claiming that Long Chen was the boss. Just how strong must Long Chen be to command such a person?
Moreover, Yue Zifeng's sigh was filled with regret—a regret that was definitely not an act, because proud sword cultivators would never stoop to deceit.
In other words, he really wanted to have a second fight with Luo Changsheng, but that wish ultimately couldn't be fulfilled. Judging by his tone, Luo Changsheng would have a hard time surviving Long Chen's hands.
Everyone knew that sword cultivators were proud and aloof; they disdained schemes and tricks, and certainly wouldn't use psychological tactics. What he said meant that he truly believed so.
"I didn't expect you to be able to bend and stretch your strength. I really admire that. What a pity—a proud sword cultivator turned out to be a lustful and lustful person, and ultimately could not achieve the righteous path." Luo Changsheng also sighed, looking regretful as he spoke.
Facing Luo Changsheng's slander, Yue Zifeng wore a calm expression but remained calm: "Same trick. I won't fall for it a second time, so you don't need to waste your efforts. Save your energy and think about how to survive under my boss's hands!" I pray for you. "
Kill!"
At that moment, a powerful figure wielding a long sword stabbed fiercely at Yue Zifeng from a distance. That man was also a sword master, able to break through the Dragonblood Warrior's blockade—no ordinary person.
"Sss!"
The sword energy shot like a flying rainbow, thrusting straight at Yue Zifeng. Yue Zifeng stared at the sword aura, unmoving. Seeing it about to pierce his brow, the Dragon Blood warriors gasped in surprise. They couldn't understand why Yue Zifeng hadn't fought back.
However, a scene that shocked everyone occurred: the sword energy pierced three inches from Yue Zifeng's forehead and could no longer penetrate.
The attacker's face changed drastically. The moment Yue Zifeng looked at him, he felt his world freeze, as if a strange force had cut him off from this world.
"As a sword cultivator, why care about worldly fame? You're not worthy of the sword in your hand." Yue Zifeng looked at the man and said coldly.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, Yue Zifeng opened his large hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand. People were shocked to realize that the sword in his hand was none other than that person's weapon. No one could see what method Yue Zifeng had used to snatch the opponent's sword from a distance.
"One person, one sword, both teacher and friend. He doesn't deserve to be your companion. Go find someone who can truly care for you!"
"Whoosh!"
Yue Zifeng waved his hand, and the long sword flew from his hand. A flying rainbow tore through the void and vanished instantly. The moment the sword vanished, its original owner was reduced to ashes in an instant.
Similarly, no one saw Yue Zifeng use any method to kill this man; the bizarre scene struck fear into countless people.
Seeing this, a smile appeared at the corner of Long Chen's mouth, his eyes filled with admiration. Yue Zifeng had not disappointed him. After a setback, he had stepped into a higher realm of swordsmanship, a realm even he couldn't understand.
"Zifeng, I'm leaving this to you." Long Chen said.
"Boss, go ahead and fight. With me here, everything is reassuring." Yue Zifeng nodded to Long Chen.
Hearing their conversation, countless powerful figures outside immediately felt their scalps tingle, as if something major was about to happen.
"Luo Changsheng, do you still remember what I said before?" Long Chen turned to look at Luo Changsheng. His previous calm, wise, and strategic demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by a bloodthirsty, violent, and chilling killing intent.
At this moment, Long Chen was like a raging demon, baring his crimson fangs and gripping his butcher's knife tightly. All the strong warriors present were infected by Long Chen's chilling killing intent, their souls trembling—an instinctive fear of death.
"I told you, you can target me, you can challenge me, but you shouldn't smear the Dragonblood Legion, you shouldn't falsely accuse my iron-willed brothers, and you definitely shouldn't have desecrated the Dragonblood Legion's name."
Long Chen looked at Luo Changsheng and spoke each word clearly. Every word sprang out through clenched teeth, filled with bloody hatred.
"So what?" Luo Changsheng sneered.
"Since your bewitching technique has already failed Zifeng, I don't need to endure it anymore. To be honest, you're a truly disgusting person.
Distorting right and wrong, spreading rumors and smearing others, clearly sinister and vicious, yet pretending to be a gentleman. And the person I hate most in my life, and who I detest most, is people like you.
Because people like you have no humanity, no bottom line, and can use any despicable tricks, so today, I won't let you leave alive. Long Chen said with a sinister expression, already determined to kill Luo Changsheng.
Clearly, Yue Zifeng knew Long Chen very well and knew that Long Chen would kill Luo Changsheng today, which was why he had said those words earlier.
Long Chen had seen countless people, but he knew that despicable villains like Luo Changsheng were the most dangerous. If needed, they had to be killed; otherwise, the consequences would be endless. He couldn't risk leaving him with Yue Zifeng.
"Hahaha, a shameless legion leader, a bunch of people who even harbor evil thoughts toward pure and kind spirit clan women, dares to stand on the moral high ground and accuse me? Do you think the people here would believe you? Luo Changsheng laughed heartily.
Facing Luo Changsheng's mockery, Long Chen said coldly, "I know, the highest level of the art of bewitchment is to deceive even yourself."
It's okay, I won't argue about anything. I'm saying all this to tell you that today you're doomed to die. Later, whatever tricks you have, just use them. Otherwise, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. "
Such arrogant claims. I want to see what tricks you have." Luo Changsheng seemed to be provoked with anger as well. He was a peerless prodigy, and the actions of Yue Zifeng and Long Chen made him feel furious as well.
"Then open your eyes and take a good look. Don't get scared and wet your pants!"
With a sharp shout, Long Chen summoned a thunderous giant blade and slashed out in one strike.