Long Chen beheaded him with a knife, forcing the five men to explode into the strongest attack. This was a shocking collision. The terrifying power directly knocked all six men away.
What happened to others, Long Chen didn't know, so Long Chen felt as if he had been hit hard by a huge hammer and almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.
He didn't expect that these five people, with such terrifying power, could not kill them instantly in the fourth form of Kaitian.
But what Long Chen didn't know was that the five people were even more shocked and almost all of them were going crazy. They were all the best among the eighth-grade Skywalkers and almost invincible in the same level. When did they join forces with others to defend against the enemy?
Now not only do we have to join forces with others, but five people have also joined forces, and the strongest force has exploded, and they are still so shocked that they cough up blood.
The three ancient strong men were better. After all, they had the blood of a mysterious beast and were physically powerful. However, the two strong men who killed the palace suffered disaster and were almost shaken to death.
The whole body was blood, and the bones were broken almost inch by inch, and the man rolled out like a ball of flesh mud.
Long Chen didn't know about the other people's situation, but felt uncomfortable all over his body, and his chest felt like he was being crushed by a big mountain, and he was knocked out.
When "flying upside down", Long Chen flew in the right direction where Han Wenjun stayed, and he happened to see the huge jar at a glance.
Long Chen was no longer a rookie at the beginning. He recognized that the jar was an ancestral treasure at a glance. Without saying a word, he took out the black pot and smashed it over with one pot.
"浜dang"
There was a bang, and the iron pot hit the jar hard. Now it was painful for the people in the jar. It was like putting a group of mice under a huge bronze bell and then hitting them with a sledgehammer. The sour and refreshing feeling, outsiders simply cannot understand it.
All the strong men spurted out a mouthful of blood, and felt that their souls were about to be shaken away, and blood slowly overflowed from their ear holes, and nothing could be heard for a while.
And those who had poor cultivation were directly shaken to death, and some unlucky ones, not only passed out, but also died, were directly shaken to death.
Those strong men who had not passed out did not have time to feel lucky. Another loud bang made their heads buzz and almost turned into a paste.
"bang bang bang. . . . . "
The violent knocking sound outside continued, and Han Wenjun only reacted at this point, with his hands sealed and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ancestral vessel, ready to run the ancestral vessel to defend against the enemy.
But after he had sprayed a mouthful of blood, he was horrified to find that the ancestral vessel had become weak, and there were even waves of fear.
"bombard "
"click click. . . . . "
In the horrified eyes of Han Wenjun and others, their ancestral vessel of the ancient Korean country, the pickled god tank, was broken.
Endless chunks fell, revealing a dragon dust holding an iron pot and sweating profusely.
At this time, the storm of time has passed. Long Chen looked at Han Wenjun with a dull face, wiped a handful of sweat and said: "Although you are a beast, I can't bear to see you suffocated to death in a kimchi jar, and finally broke the jar and saved you.
You don't have to thank me either, this is all I should do, I still have something to do, I'll go first."
""
Long Chen spoke for a long time, and suddenly a big slap slapped Han Wenjun in the face with a confused look on his face. One person then used the power of this slap and flew out, like a bolt of lightning, towards the center of the battlefield.
Han Wenjun was slapped away by Long Chen, half of his face was smashed, and his head was at least half smaller. However, the men in the ancient Korean country all had big pie faces, and half smaller was enough.
It's just that Long Chen's slap was so cruel that he almost blew Han Wenjun's head. If he hadn't had the blessing of a powerful dragon vein, he would have been slapped to death.
"killed them"
Xia Yunfeng and Xia Yun were overjoyed. Long Chen was too tough, smashed his ancestral weapons, and seriously injured Han Wenjun. Other strong men were also shaken into the clouds and mist. It was the best time to kill the enemy. They raised their weapons one after another and faced them. Kill.
And after Long Chen slapped Han Wenjun, he flew to the other side of the battlefield. There, the five eighth-grade Skywalkers also struggled to stand up. Long Chen did not want to give them any respite. He knew that the five people were also injured. All were seriously injured.
It's just that Han Wenjun's ancestral vessel is too scary. If it is not abolished, once Han Wenjun uses it, he may kill all Xia Yunchong and others.
So Long Chen just smashed the ancestral vessel-level pickle vat. In addition, Long Chen also had a thought, which was to see the mystery of the iron pot.
Even Long Chen still has a glimmer of hope, which is to see if the iron pot will wake up. If the iron pot wakes up, he may be able to walk sideways in the future.
You know, this iron pot was forged by the mysterious ascender himself, and later gave it more powerful energy.
However, the iron pot is currently falling into a deep sleep, as if it were the eggs of a monster, and it needs a lot of energy to hatch it.
And the last time Long Chen smashed the Yanlong Cauldron with an iron pot, Yanlong Cauldron later told Long Chen that this iron pot was a gangster. Every time he smashed it, he would extract a large amount of its original power. If he smashed it again, it would be completely useless.
So when Long Chen saw the ancestral vessel, he went to play with the rogue almost conditionally and smashed it wildly. Sure enough, he found that the iron pot was very rogue. If he smashed it, the casting vessel would be a bit weak.
This time, Long Chen didn't care so much. He smashed it hard and smashed an ancestral vessel that had been nourished by countless efforts for hundreds of generations in the ancient Korean country alive.
"kill"
Long Chen put away the iron pot and went straight to the two blood-killing palace killers who were healing their wounds with the power of heaven and slashed them with one knife.
"bombard "
The two were shocked and hurriedly resisted. As a result, Long Chen's sword was extremely powerful. The two themselves were not good at it. As a result, they were knocked away by Long Chen's sword and rolled out of the distance like a rolling gourd.
The two have not fully recovered, and are then left with wounds broken by Long Chen's knife, and are covered in blood, which would not have prevented Long Chen's knife had it not been for the combined efforts of the two.
"He is not strong enough, go together and kill him! " A killer of the Blood Killing Hall, shouting loudly.
Long Chen just inspired the fourth form of Kaitian, and in an instant he extracted half of the power in his body. Now Lingyuan is less than 30%, and his power has indeed declined.
But "even if it is less than 30%, you must know that Longchen has 18,000 immortal platforms and 30% spiritual energy, which is twice as much as the spiritual energy of ordinary eighth-grade heavenly walkers".
You must know that when Long Chen fought against Dan Chu, Dan Chu was a Dan cultivator, and Ling Yuan was the most powerful monk among the monks except the wooden cultivator.
Even if Danchu's Lingyuan was drawn so much, it was nothing more than a drop in the bucket for Long Chen.
30% of the spiritual energy is enough for Long Chen to kill these guys who are about to run out of oil. The killer of the Blood Killing Hall shouted like this, which was nothing more than letting the strong men of the ancient tribe help them.
If the strong men of the Ancient Tribe stand by and watch, it is very likely that they will be killed, which will do no good to anyone, and if they die, the men of the Ancient Tribe will not escape Long Chen's ruthless hands.
Although the strong men of the ancient tribe disdained cooperating with the killers of the Blood Killing Hall, at this time they also saw that the form was not good and Long Chen was too scary. If the two were killed, their hope of victory would be even slimmer. The three of them had just regained a trace of strength and killed Long Chen at the same time.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Long Chen's mouth, and the leather boot runes under his feet lit up, as if teleporting, and rushed in front of the two. The two long swords, like poisonous snakes, were dispatched and stabbed Long Chen in two directions.
Even as an enemy, Long Chen had to admit that the combined attack skills of the two were simply seamless.
Even when faced with a desperate situation, the two men's attacks are still not chaotic at all, without any flaws, and their angles and strength are grasped to the extreme.
The two long swords, one pointing to Long Chen's heart and one pointing to Long Chen's weakness, seem to attack at the same time, but they do not arrive at the same time. They are different in front and back, gently and gently.
There is simply no way to hold off two long swords at once, and if they hold off separately, then the two are given respite.
"when"
Long Chen shielded one of the long swords with his left arm, and as a result, the other long sword stabbed Long Chen straight in the ribs. The sharp long sword, under the full attack of the killer of the Blood Killing Hall, even with Long Chen's body, could not stop it and was penetrated into his body.
"no"
The killer who was blocked from the long sword let out a scream.
"pfft"
Another killer of the Blood Killing Hall, while the long sword penetrated Long Chen's body, the blood blade in Long Chen's hand slashed heavily on his waist.
Last time, he was cut in half by Long Chen, but he did not die, but this time he was not so lucky. The power attached to Long Chen's long sword directly shook his body into pieces when it cut through his body. Powder.
"Twin killers, one of whom fell, and the other killer was about to split, fell into madness, and roared to kill Long Chen!".
Long Chen pulled out his long sword with blood on his waist, looked coldly at the killer who was rushing crazily towards his own blood-killing palace, and shook his head and said
"Aren't you servants of the God of Killing? Didn't it say that death is a return to the embrace of the God of Killing? I send your brother to the God of Killing, shouldn't you thank me? Why so angry?"
Long Chen's voice was full of disdain. When he killed others, he was ruthless and regarded life as grass and mustard, with a high face like a god.
Now being killed, but with a ferocious face, since you know the pain, why do you become so indifferent when you kill others?
"go to death"
The "Blood Killing Palace Killer" rushed towards Long Chen like crazy. He had already lost the calmness that the killer had. He lost his brother who had been with him day and night since he was born. He went crazy in an instant.
"Let's take action together "
The three strong men of the ancient tribe felt cold when they saw Long Chen killing the killer, but it was too fast just now, and they had no time to rescue them, and now they saw that the killer had gone crazy and all went to Long Chen with all their strength.
They know that if they don't take action again, Long Chen will immediately send him to see the God of Killing in their hearts, so that it may be their turn for the next three. Now every point of combat power is extremely precious and cannot be lost.
"flames swallow the sky "
When four people rushed towards Long Chen at the same time, Long Chen suddenly stopped drinking. The purple flame exploded instantly, devouring a hundred miles of space. The terrifying high temperature ignited the entire world.