The speaker was a bald man with a dark complexion, his face and scalp covered in dense scales.
His pupils stood upright, like crocodiles's, sending chills down one's spine.
This person's blood and energy were extremely violent, like a volcano about to erupt. He blocked the path of Feng You and the others. As soon as he appeared, the void behind him twisted, and figures appeared one after another—hundreds of thousands of people.
"Black Rock Nine Nether Python"—
when Feng You's pupils contracted upon seeing the bald man appear, the powerful members of the Fusion Beast Clan also stood alert, ready for battle.
"What is that thing?" Long Chen asked.
"What bad luck. Just stepped out and you ran into an old enemy. Step back, don't start fighting soon—you won't have time to retreat." Feng You said softly.
In Feng You's eyes, although Long Chen has twice turned the tide on the battlefield, he relies on some tricks—either blowing up others' chrysanthemums or using medicinal powder to charm their eyes.
But when it came to real combat power, she felt Long Chen was only first-rate, not top-tier. Luck was something you couldn't rely on too much. She was afraid that as soon as Long Chen made a move, he'd be taken out and wouldn't even have a chance to use those petty tricks.
Long Chen "obediently" immediately retreated, secretly asking a powerful member of the Fusion Beast Clan. The man pointed at Feng You himself, and Long Chen suddenly understood.
"Who is he?"
Long Chen tried to retreat, but was immediately spotted by that person. There was no other way—only Long Chen had moved in the entire group, so it was hard not to notice. The bald man's face immediately darkened.
"Who he is is none of your business, Yan Jiuyou. Are you blocking my way? Are you planning to fight me?" Feng You snorted coldly.
"Let me ask you, who is he?" The bald man shouted sternly, his gaze growing even sharper.
Just now, Long Chen had been standing beside Feng You, and Feng You lowered her head to speak to him. Long Chen shrank back to the back, and Long Chen saw it all clearly, instantly burning with rage.
It turned out that this man was the strongest young member of the Black Rock Nine Nether Python clan, having met Feng You several times and even fought him before.
However, during that confrontation, both sides held back and neither side was decided. From then on, the man developed feelings for Feng You and repeatedly sent people to propose marriage to the Rong Beast Clan, but Feng You was extremely disgusted by this man and wouldn't even let him in.
But this person never gave up. This time, he actually ran into him here. Feng You disliked him terribly, but the Black Rock Nine Nether Python was also a powerful race.
Although the Fusion Beast Clan might not necessarily fear them, making enemies everywhere is never a good thing. So, facing that bald man, Feng You was extremely angry and didn't know how to handle it.
Faced with the bald man's rude questioning, she was about to scold him, but Long Chen spoke up:
"I'm your father."
"Nonsense! My father is clearly in the clan, and you actually dare to impersonate him? Courting death! The bald man roared angrily.
Long Chen nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. As soon as the bald man spoke, Long Chen, who prided himself on being quick-witted and eloquent, didn't know how to respond.
"Yan Bai Chen, don't stir up trouble for no reason. My Fusion Beast Clan and your Black Rock Nine Nether Python Clan have always kept to themselves. You'd better understand that our Fusion Beast Clan has never feared anyone." Feng You glared at Long Chen, then turned to the bald man and said coldly.
"I see, you've had a lover for a long time."
The bald man was furious, pointing at Long Chen and roaring like thunder: "What kind of taste do you have? What kind of thing is that?" It's not even enough for me to hold with one hand, and he even deserves you? Long
Chen was both annoyed and amused. This guy's mind really isn't up to par. He hasn't taken any pills yet, yet his aura is so obvious that it's obvious at a glance—he's an outsider.
This guy actually failed to pursue him several times and blamed him. Didn't this guy realize the timing didn't match?
However, if he could say Long Chen was impersonating his father, he probably wouldn't have expected it. Long Chen was speechless—his big head was wasted, filled with tofu dregs.
Faced with Yan Baichen's accusations, Feng You wasn't angry. Instead, she smiled slightly and said, "That's right, I've had a lover for a long time, so you'd better give up on that idea!" "
It turned out Feng You was playing along, saying Long Chen was her partner, so that Yan Baichen could give up on that idea and avoid bothering her again.
But what she didn't expect was that Yan Baichen was so furious he trembled all over, pointing at Long Chen and shouting, "
Kid, come out with me! I want to duel you. The loser must leave Feng You."
Long Chen almost burst out laughing. How childish is this guy? If that's the case, he can say that. Why should I fight you?
"Come out, I'll give you one arm. You coward, if you've got guts, come out." Yan Baichen roared in fury.
But Long Chen remained indifferent. He had long since stopped playing such childish games; such provocations meant nothing to him.
"Child, listen to Uncle's advice. Go stay somewhere cool. I won't fight you." Long Chen couldn't help but say.
"Courting death! You pretended to be my father just now, and now you're pretending to be my uncle. Come out, I'll beat you to death!" Yan Baichen roared in anger.
His roar was loud, but he was a bit petty, deliberately suppressing his aura and trying to hide his strength.
Little did he know, as soon as he appeared, Long Chen had already made a rough estimate of his strength. Controlling his aura at this moment made people think this guy was too foolish.
However, Yan Baichen shouted loudly but did not rush over, seemingly extremely wary of Feng You. It was unclear whether he feared losing to Feng You or fearing he would ruin his image in his mind.
Feng You finally couldn't hold back her anger and said, "Yan Baichen, what exactly do you mean?" If you don't accept it, I'll spar with you. Feng
You spoke with a cold face, her golden spear pointed straight at Yan Baichen, her eyes burning with anger. Yan Baichen kept provoking Long Chen, and to her, it was an intolerable humiliation.
Facing the furious Feng You, Yan Baichen didn't look at her. Instead, he glared at Long Chen through gritted teeth and said,
"Kid, just you wait. Don't let me get the chance, or I'll skin you alive."
Long Chen had been watching everything with a cheerful smile, but when Yan Baichen threatened him with a pointed finger, he immediately got angry. Damn it, am I spoiling you?
"Feng You, we've known each other for so long and haven't given you any gifts. If I were to give you a set of python skin armor, would you like it?" Long Chen smiled and asked Feng You.
Feng You was taken aback for a moment, but she quickly understood Long Chen's meaning. At this moment, whether Yan Baichen had suddenly become smart or was too sensitive to the word "python skin," he instantly grasped what Long Chen meant.
"Die!"
Yan Baichen vanished in an instant, and a terrifying killing intent spread out in an instant.