"Boom!"
The dragon's roar shook the heavens, blood energy spreading everywhere. Long Chen and Ying Tianhua collided fiercely, erupting with a thunderous divine sound. Without the White Bone Dragon Spear, Ying Tianhua became even more terrifying.
Having lost the White Bone Dragon Spear, he was completely desperate. At this point, he no longer cared about Long Chen's life or death; he only wanted to retrieve his White Bone Spear.
"Boom boom boom... The
two fists danced, their claws splitting the sky. Each clash was a world-shaking clash of dragon blood power, each clash a world-shattering explosion.
"Buzz buzz buzz...
Ying Tianhua began to fight desperately, waves sweeping across the sky, flames rising around him. This was the Blood Burning Technique. He burned his essence blood and released visions in pursuit of greater power.
Their frenzied battle turned the winds and clouds dark, the earth cracked and collapsed continuously, and terrifying ripples of death spread in all directions.
The Hidden Dragon Legion had no choice but to continue retreating, trying to stay as far away from their battlefield as possible to avoid being caught up in their terrifying power.
Only now did the Hidden Dragon warriors truly witness Long Chen's strength. They understood just how powerful Long Chen was. Those so-called divine sons and goddesses back then were nothing to mention before him.
"Give me back my White Bone Dragon Spear."
Ying Tianhua roared in anger, and various divine powers surged forth like a raging storm, as if he had gone mad.
"Rumble rumble... Facing
Ying Tianhua's fierce assault, Long Chen felt immense pressure. Although he carried the essence blood of the Chaos Dragon Emperor, its grade was too low and so thin.
Ying Tianhua himself was a dragon, and after burning his life essence blood and releasing the power of the phenomenon, he recklessly increased his strength. Long Chen relying solely on dragon blood power to fight him was at a disadvantage.
Although Long Chen's dragon blood power wasn't strong enough, his combat experience was incredibly rich, especially in close combat—he feared no one.
"Boom!"
Ying Tianhua was distracted and roared, but his nose was struck by Long Chen's punch. Blood streamed from his nose, tears streaming down his face, and he screamed hysterically and launched a frenzied attack.
Long Chen fought fiercely against it, finally testing the limits of his own dragon blood power. His dragon blood power was like a steel wire, while Ying Tianhua's power was like a straw rope.
Even with the same thickness as a strand of hair, steel wire is countless times stronger than grass rope. But when hemp rope is hundreds of zhang thick and steel wire is like a strand of hair, Long Chen's advantage disappears.
Long Chen deliberately tested his dragon blood power, using no other powers. Aside from fists and kicks, he only used Cloud Dragon Claw and Divine Dragon Tail Swing in various ways. Although it was just two moves, in Long Chen's hands, the variations were endless, and he still left Yingtianhua in utter disarray. Despite having the advantage, he could never suppress Long Chen.
Ying Tianhua clearly felt much stronger than Long Chen, but he simply couldn't beat him. He gritted his teeth, his face twisted with rage, both anxious and furious.
This state wouldn't last long. Once the dragon blood burned to a certain level, he had to stop; otherwise, it would damage his origin, which would affect his Dao foundation and even his future cultivation limit.
What angered and frustrated him most was that Long Chen had fought him head-on for hundreds of moves at first, but now, he no longer fought him head-on. Clearly, he couldn't beat Long Chen and chose a delaying tactic.
Once his sharpness fades, Long Chen will launch a storm-like attack. At that point, he will have no chance of victory.
"If you're a man, then come and fight head-on." Ying Tianhua roared in anger.
"Smack!"
As soon as he spoke, he got slapped again.
"You're a dog, don't speak as a man." Long Chen said coldly.
"Ah..."
Ying Tianhua roared in anger, his voice hoarse, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. It wasn't Long Chen who hit him, but he bit himself. His fury was beyond words.
"Boom boom boom...
Ying Tianhua continued to charge frantically, but Long Chen didn't engage him head-on. He focused half on evasion and four on defense, only attacking occasionally. But whenever he did, he would always target Ying Tianhua's vital points, leaving him flustered and his attack rhythm interrupted in an instant.
Although Ying Tianhua was powerful, his combat experience was clearly no match for Long Chen's. The entire battle rhythm was led by Long Chen's nose.
"Ying Tianhua, you're such an idiot. If you attack these women, he'll have no choice but to fight you head-on." Just then, a voice rang out.
Long Chen looked and saw that it was a powerful demon clan member. The group had scattered to chase the Hidden Dragon Legion, circled around a long way, and finally returned. This person was the first.
"Get lost! You're the idiot, you're an idiot."
Ying Tianhua roared angrily, then suddenly flickered like a bolt of lightning toward the distant Hidden Dragon Legion. Although he cursed that person, his body was honest—this was indeed a clever plan to force Long Chen to fight head-on.
However, the moment he charged toward the Hidden Dragon Legion, Long Chen stepped forward, starlight flowing beneath his feet, appearing behind him.
"What?"
Long Chen's step was extremely strange, appearing behind Ying Tianhua as if teleporting. At that moment, Ying Tianhua and the demon clan expert cried out in shock.
Ying Tianhua was terrified. Before making his move, he had already prevented Long Chen from launching a sneak attack. He first drove Long Chen back, then charged toward the Hidden Dragon Legion by flying backward.
Unexpectedly, Long Chen's step seemed to break through the constraints of space, appearing right behind Ying Tianhua. Ying Tianhua was terrified, roared in anger, and hurriedly turned around, smashing his fist fiercely at Long Chen.
However, all he did was in vain. Long Chen's large hand had already pressed against his back first, and he said coldly, "
I originally didn't want to use this move to kill you, but I thought using it to kill you would be too much of an honor."
"Imperial Blood Seal—Cross God-Annihilation."
Long Chen shouted sharply, and the blood-red character "Ten" appeared on his large hand.
"Pfft!" Long Chen's
palm struck Ying Tianhua's back hard. Ying Tianhua's protective divine light was instantly pierced, and his dragon scales were as thin as paper, unable to withstand the attack. Amid the blood splatter, the parts below Ying Tianhua's shoulders and above his waist instantly exploded into a mist of blood.
At that moment, everyone was stunned, especially the Yinglong clan experts who had arrived with Ying Tianhua. Their faces turned pale as paper, their eyes full of disbelief.
The Hidden Dragon warriors were also stunned. They witnessed the terror of Ying Tianhua and saw Long Chen being suppressed by him. They had hoped to quickly deal with the enemy before them and support Long Chen, but unexpectedly, Long Chen instantly turned the tide of battle.
"Go in peace. In your next life, don't be a traitor again."
"Pfft"
Long Chen pointed his finger. Ying Tianhua, who had just been severely injured, still carried the will of the Imperial Blood Mark all over his body, unable to move at all, could only watch helplessly as Long Chen pierced his brow with a single finger, and then everything fell into darkness.
Ying Tianhua was killed, shocking countless people. At that moment, a round of applause rang out, followed by Ye Linfeng's voice:
"Very good, you've got some skills. I like such a powerful opponent."