At this moment, Cao Guofeng gritted his teeth, murderous intent soaring. Although Cao Shaoqing's death was heartbreaking, compared to losing the Ten Thousand Blood Banner, Cao Shaoqing seemed insignificant.
The Ten Thousand Blood Banner was the foundation of Ironblood Sect's survival and existence. Its destruction was the sect's inherited divine weapon, suppressing the sect's fortune. Its destruction was an unacceptable loss for the sect.
Previously, he had used the power of the Blood Soul to control the Ten Thousand Blood Banner from a distance, and at the moment the banner shattered, he too was severely injured.
Although he managed to suppress his injuries on the surface, this disguise couldn't fool Yu Luo and the other Heavenly Saint-level experts, nor could it fool the sharp-eyed Long Chen.
If it had been the old Long Chen who killed Cao Shaoqing, the matter would have been settled. But now, Long Chen has returned to his decisive and decisive ways, no longer hesitating or hesitating.
Once the enemy is set on their target, they must be wiped out completely. Because people like the Ironblood Sect, who have fused blood clan bloodlines, can no longer be called human; the blood flowing within them is all evil blood.
"Hey, hey, hey, do you dare to fight? What nonsense are you talking about? Keep your mouth shut so tight, what's the point?" Do you have diarrhea? Long Chen carried the Dragonbone Evil Moon, pacing back and forth on the broken arena, showing no respect for Cao Guofeng at all.
Long Chen's actions were so arrogant and domineering, challenging the Heavenly Saint as sect leader as a Divine Venerable. Such boldness inspired countless strong figures present to admire him.
From the moment Long Chen appeared in their field of vision, he kept pushing the limits of their imagination. They had never seen such a powerful prodigy in their lives.
A fierce battle captivated countless prodigies with Long Chen's unparalleled presence. Yu Tong and Yu Fei's eyes were filled with stars; if they weren't still holding onto a trace of youthful restraint, they would have cheered long ago.
Even the Yuluo Clan Chief's heart raced wildly; she had misjudged him. Long Chen's strength exceeded her expectations; he truly had the strength to challenge a Heavenly Saint expert.
"Long Chen, you're going too far."
Faced with Long Chen's challenge, before Cao Guofeng could respond, an angry voice suddenly jumped out.
When people searched for the owner of the voice, they discovered that the words were actually shouted by Mo Nian. This left countless people puzzled—wasn't this guy in league with Long Chen?
Before everyone could figure out what was going on, Mo Nian cursed at Long Chen:
"Do you have any sense of public decency? How old is Cao Guofeng now? You bully an elderly man who loses a piece with every step—is that something to be proud of?
You slapped him before, and now you've killed his descendants. You've hit and killed him, and now you're forcing him to fart. Aren't you bullying me? Mo
Nian's words left everyone speechless. Mo Nian was so ruthless, Long Chen was killing—he was cutting at the heart. On the surface, he blamed Long Chen, but in reality, he was ruthlessly exposing Cao Guofeng's wounds.
Mo Nian continued to curse with "righteous indignation," "Master Cao is already injured. Can't you see it?" If he goes on the field, won't you beat him like a dog?
What's wrong? Are you worried that Cao Shaoqing will be lonely on the road, so you sent Sect Master Cao down to accompany him? Then you might as well send all the people from the Ironblood Sect down..."
"Shut up!"
Cao Guofeng roared angrily, like thunder exploding.
Mo Nian snapped, "Hey, hey, hey, you old man, why don't you distinguish between good and bad?" I'm speaking up for you...
"Get lost!"
Cao Guofeng let out a hysterical roar, and this hoarse roar made countless powerful figures present notice something was wrong.
"It seems this guy's injuries are even more serious than I expected. He doesn't dare to go on stage at all." A smile appeared on the Yuluo clan chief's face.
The hoarse, cracked voice indicated his lack of breath, and under the rage of rage, his injuries were starting to swell and could no longer be suppressed.
At this moment, he couldn't even use half of his usual strength, let alone activate the Blood God Stele. Now, facing Long Chen, he stood no chance at all.
The Dragon Bone Evil Moon in Long Chen's hand commanded the entire arena. Although no one knew the origin of this sinister divine weapon, just the appearance of the Dragon Bone Evil Moon was enough to intimidate everyone.
Without the Blood Transformation God Stele, Cao Guofeng definitely wouldn't dare face Long Chen's Dragon Bone Evil Moon. Therefore, the Yuluo clan leader concluded that Cao Guofeng definitely wouldn't dare step onto the arena.
Cao Guofeng's face turned grim as he said, "Damn kid, you only used dark magic to extract the rune power from the Nebula Arena and destroyed my Ten Thousand Blood Banner. Now that the arena's power is gone, killing you is effortless." As
soon as these words were spoken, the powerful figures present recalled what had happened earlier and suddenly realized that everything was just as Cao Guofeng had said—Long Chen had stolen the power of the arena and killed Cao Shaoqing. This was indeed a shortcut, and such an opportunity would never come again.
"Then please have the honorable Sect Master Cao come up and blow a little." Faced with Cao Guofeng's mockery, Long Chen shrugged and said calmly.
A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Cao Guofeng's mouth:
"I don't even need to kill you. You maliciously destroyed the Nebula Arena and stole the Heavenly Saint Demon Talisman. According to the laws of Demon Subduing City, your crime deserves death."
You are already a prisoner, having lost the right to fight me. What awaits you is the fatal strike from the Fangtian Seal. Suddenly
, a golden seal appeared in Cao Guofeng's hand. As soon as the seal appeared, the entire arena trembled. Immediately, endless stars swirled above Long Chen's head, as if a vast sky was pressing down.
"Boom!"
Before Long Chen could figure out what was happening, he suddenly felt a heavy weight on his body. The arena beneath Long Chen shattered with a thunderous boom, forming a huge crater. In that instant, Long Chen was completely immobilized.
"Courting death!"
Yu Luo was furious. She suddenly stood up, and a jade-green longbow appeared in her hand. The longbow was drawn, and a pitch-black arrow appeared, aimed straight at Cao Guofeng. Behind her, the elder of the Yuling tribe was also bowing like a full moon.
"Let go of Long Chen, or die!" Yu Luo's face was icy cold, his murderous intent revealed.
"When did your Yuling Clan get to manage the affairs of our Demon-Subduing City? Long Chen broke the rules of Demon-Suppressing City, so he deserves to be punished. Suppress them for me!"
At that moment, the Hall Master of Tianxin Hall stepped forward, also producing a golden seal in her hand. The golden seal glowed, and Long Chen on the arena immediately felt the pressure mount, causing large cracks to appear beneath his feet.
It turned out that besides the main seal, the Fangtian Seal had four branch seals, each controlled by the four major city guardians. Their Fangtian Seal could use part of its power, which was a privilege granted to them.
"Sect Master, Long Chen is in trouble. You must help him." Seeing both forces begin to use the power of Fangtian Seal to suppress Long Chen, Lu Ziqiong hurriedly calls for help from Gao Jianli.
What comforted Lu Ziqiong was that Gao Jianli had taken out the Golden Great Seal. If Gao Jianli used the Golden Great Seal to help Long Chen, he could offset the pressure from a Golden Great Seal.
"Boom!" However,
to Lu Ziqiong's shock, when Gao Jianli's golden seal shone, Long Chen's pressure did not lessen; instead, the arena suddenly shook, and Long Chen's bones creaked under the pressure.
"Sect Leader?" At that moment, disbelief flashed in Lu Ziqiong's eyes.
"Rules are rules, laws are laws. Long Chen has broken the rules. As the city guardian, how could I cheat?" Gao Jianli snorted coldly.
"What a bunch of reckless fools! Looks like you want the two of us brothers to destroy this Demon-Subduing City!" At this moment, Mo Nian was furious too, murderous intent flashing in his eyes as he was about to make a move.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, Gao Jianli, the Pavilion Master of Tianxin Pavilion, and Cao Guofeng all groaned in unison, their bodies shaking, and the terrifying pressure vanished without a trace in an instant.
"Xing Wujiang, what do you mean?"
Cao Guofeng looked at Xing Wujiang and roared. At this moment, Xing Wujiang held a large purple-gold seal, which relieved the pressure on Long Chen. For a moment, everyone turned their gaze to Xing Wujiang.