Long Chen grabbed the man dressed in silver moon robes and headed straight for the city gate, completely ignoring the billions of magic arrays on the walls. He knew that no one inside the city would dare to make a move against him.
Long Chen guessed that the Sacred Pill Hall was using this foolish guy, borrowing his power to help resist Long Chen.
This man dressed in the Silver Moon Elegant Outfit was clearly a fool and could easily fall for others' tricks.
Just as Long Chen had predicted, the experts of Silvermoon City hesitated and dared not attack him, fearing Long Chen would use the man dressed in Silvermoon Elegant Robes as a shield.
"Crack, crack, crack... Endless
divine light spread across the city wall, revealing a sealed gate. Long Chen grabbed the man and led him into Silvermoon City.
Gripping the neck of the Silvermoon City lord's son, Long Chen was immediately surrounded by countless powerful figures dressed in Silvermoon attire.
"Let me go! How dare you treat me like this? I'll make sure you die without a grave." The man in the Silver Moon Elegant Robe, with Long Chen gripping his neck, was still roaring and roaring.
Unfortunately, his neck was being squeezed, so he breathed in a lot but barely out, and his voice was out of shape—thin and sharp, like a eunuch cursing in the street—lacking any authority, it actually seemed quite comical.
"Xia Chen!"
Long Chen grabbed the man dressed in Silver Moon Elegant Robes and brought his face close to Xia Chen. Without a word, Xia Chen waved his hand and slapped him more than a dozen times.
"Smack, smack...
After
Xia Chen slapped him more than a dozen times, the wounds of the man in fine clothes had just recovered and all cracked, his face slapped until it was bloody and mangled.
The reason Xia Chen was asked to draw was because his physical strength wasn't strong; if someone couldn't control him well, they would kill him.
"Keep your mouth shut, I'll keep smoking!" After finishing his draw, Xia Chen took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off his hand.
"If you have the guts, kill me. Kill me, and none of you will survive." The man in the Silver Moon Elegant Robe was quite reckless; at this moment, he actually dared to threaten her.
"Smack, smack... Xia
Chen answered with another round of slaps. Even though Xia Chen had a good temper, his anger flared up, and he wished he could slap him to death.
This guy, relying on his status as the city lord's son, thought no one would dare touch him, but was completely unaware that he had already fallen into the hands of death.
"Let go of the city lord's son, or else you will die without a grave."
"Rumble...
As Long Chen and the others entered the city and the formation closed, they were instantly trapped in a cage.
"Don't you have any other words? I'm tired of hearing such clichés.
Since they were all dead, who cared whether there was a place to bury their bones? If I, Long Chen, were buried here, I guarantee I would drag the entire Silvermoon City with me to perish with me. Long Chen shouted coldly.
His voice echoed far and wide, shaking heaven and earth. His voice carried endless dominance and confidence, making listeners tremble with fear. Even if they didn't know Long Chen, they wouldn't dare doubt what he said.
For a moment, the strong figures in Silvermoon City were all stunned. They were intimidated by Long Chen's aura and didn't know what to do.
"Who do you think Long Chen is? In front of me, Yin Changsheng, you are nothing but a coward who only knows how to run away. "
At that moment, a sharp shout came from inside the city. Yin Changsheng led a large group of Saint Pill Hall experts charging over.
Yin Changsheng, weary from travel, clearly received the message and teleported continuously without daring to delay for a moment. He still carried lingering spatial energy, but unfortunately, he was still a step too late.
"Wow, Fortune Boy, you're here?" Last time you gave me a belt, what will you give me this time? Seeing Yin Changsheng, Mo Nian chuckled and sized him up from head to toe.
When he saw Mo Nian, Yin Changsheng was furious. His domain artifact-level belt had been snatched away by Mo Nian, which was a tremendous humiliation for him.
Now, seeing Mo Nian again, his eyes seemed to shoot fire. With his spear in hand, he pointed it straight at Mo Nian, his wild aura surging wildly.
"Long Chen, I didn't expect you to be hiding here. Finally, we meet. This time, let's see where you can escape to."
As soon as she finished speaking, a long-haired woman dressed in tight gear and carrying a long sword descended from the sky. It was none other than the peerless powerhouse Jiuyou Luocha of the Nine Nether Hall. Unexpectedly, she had also arrived.
As soon as the Nine Nether Rakshasa appeared, its chilling killing intent sent chills down countless people's skins and stabbing their souls. In stark contrast to the hidden aura of ordinary assassins, the Nine Nether Rakshasa was like a god of slaughter, preferring the most direct and violent methods to take lives.
Behind the Nine Nether Rakshasa was a vast shadow, fluttering with the wind, like a demon's banner fluttering, or perhaps the scythe of death itself waving in the air.
After advancing to the Immortal King realm, the Nine Nether Rakshasa had a completely different aura—colder and more violent, seemingly born solely for killing.
When Long Chen saw the Nine Nether Rakshasa, his heart tightened. After undergoing the tribulation, the Nine Nether Rakshasa underwent earth-shaking changes, and his strength had increased by countless levels.
Long Chen secretly felt relieved. Fortunately, a powerful dragon clan member helped him; otherwise, after this tribulation, his strength would likely have been far surpassed by her.
As soon as the Nine Nether Rakshasa appeared, some disciples of the Nine Nether Hall in the city crowded around her, standing behind her.
"Is that really that bad? Have you forgotten the scene when I beat you so badly you were about to beg for mercy in the Dark Heavens? Long Chen sneered.
Although the Nine Nether Rakshasa had become more terrifying, Long Chen now had all seven stars fully activated, his meridians perfected, and he was no longer the same as before, fearless of any powerful opponent.
"Damn idiot, that time I was careless. A small victory and you get so proud that you can talk about it for life?
If you're a man, come out of the city with me and fight who is better. "Jiuyou Luosha's gaze turned cold, her face cold as she spoke. Clearly, she hated Long Chen to the core and didn't want to wait a moment longer.
"A showdown?" Sorry, I can't let you have this opportunity alone, or your foolish master will start bragging again. Suddenly
, a gentle voice rang out, and Ji Wuming, dressed in black robes, appeared. As soon as he appeared, countless people cried out in surprise. The crowd was filled with powerful figures, yet no one knew where he had come from.
"Long Chen, not bad. I think I have quite a few enemies. I didn't expect your enemies to be stronger than the last!" Mo Nian saw Jiuyou Luocha and Ji Wuming appear one after another, and couldn't help but chuckle, his eyes filled with fighting spirit. Mo Nian was, at heart, a battle fanatic.
"This is just the beginning. What you see is only the tip of the iceberg." Long Chen watched the enemies appear one by one, and he got excited too.
"Let me go, or you'll regret coming into this world." Suddenly, the man in Silver Moon Elegant Robe in Long Chen's hand woke up after being knocked out by Xia Chen, shouting angrily.
Xia Chen saw this and realized it was tough meat. He raised his hand to slap him, but suddenly Long Chen shoved him away, and with the Minghong Blade in hand, slashed through the void.
With a loud explosion, the entire Silvermoon City trembled, and a figure was knocked back by Long Chen's blade.
That figure was a middle-aged man in his forties, and as soon as he appeared,The man in the Silver Moon Elegant Robe immediately shouted excitedly:
"You're dead! Father, kill them quickly!"