C42 (1/2)

Long Chen, who had just been shot out from the void, didn't even have the time to stabilize himself before a ten foot long saber aura struck his face. It was so sharp that it hurt his face.

Long Chen raised his sword to block. After a loud noise, Long Chen's feet brushed against the ground and he retreated three or four steps back. Focusing his gaze, he saw that it was a middle-aged man wearing a Silver Mark Wolf Robe.

This was a main road, an official road. A city could be vaguely seen in the distance.

There were also many other people fighting nearby, and it was obvious that they were divided into two factions. One of them was dressed like the person in front of him, in silver robes, while the other people wore all kinds of clothes. The only similarity was that they all had red ribbons tied around their arms.

The middle-aged man looked at Long Chen in surprise. He was baffled by the sudden appearance of Long Chen, but he did not die from his own blade. This made the middle-aged man somewhat unable to catch the young man in black robes.

Long Chen's longsword turned, and the tip of the blade gently rose. A four-petaled black lotus instantly formed, and with a swing of the longsword, the black lotus shot out in a straight line, aiming straight for the middle-aged man's face.

The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly. He twisted his body, and the saber aura appeared again, slashing at the black lotus. After a loud explosion, Long Chen's figure flashed, and four figures rushed out from his body.

Surrounding the middle-aged man from all four directions, ruthlessness filled his eyes. With a sweep of his saber, the four figures seemed to be blown away by the wind as their lights flickered and then extinguished. The middle-aged man's eyebrows creased together tightly.

Ding –

With the support of his sword, Long Chen stood upside down on top of the middle-aged man's head. The ruthlessness in the middle-aged man's eyes increased as his eyes gradually turned blood-red. The hilt of the broadsword above his head opened up and a wolf howled as it rushed towards Long Chen. Long Chen flipped backwards and retreated.

The death of Free and Unrestrained Hero caused Long Chen to feel guilt, but at the same time, it also added a hint of killing intent. The killing intent toward the cannibal horde, the killing intent towards any enemy who wanted to kill him.

Long Chen looked at the middle-aged man rushing over and stood still. The long sword was held horizontally in front of his chest. He raised his hand and touched the sword.

”Great Destruction Sword, first move!”

The long sword slowly slid down. It did not have the slightest bit of gorgeous Qi, only a simple and unadorned sword.

The middle-aged man was still rushing forward, but in that instant, he turned into a dried corpse. His momentum only allowed him to run four or five steps further, staring at Long Chen with his protruding eyes, and he fell to the ground not far from Long Chen.

At this moment, the battle was more or less over. The strength of the group wearing the Silver Winged Wolves was clearly much higher than the other group. There were dozens of corpses lying on the ground, and only four or five of them were dressed in silver robes.

”Big brother!” Just as the middle-aged man fell to the ground, the silver-robed men called out 'Big Brother' in succession. Long Chen indifferently looked at the few people who approached him.

The person in the lead was a youth who was about the same age as Long Chen. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and even though he was wearing cloth clothes, his first glance gave off a fierce aura, and there was a lot of calm between his brows. The other people were older than the middle-aged man, tightly protecting the youth in the middle.

”Together?” The youngster grinned at Long Chen, his lips red and his teeth white. He did not fear the silver-robed men that were charging at him.

Long Chen's face was pale, and the spirit energy in his dantian's core was almost depleted. With a flip of his hand, he put away the long sword, and the remaining spirit energy entered the three runes on his wrist.

Long Chen did not reply. He directly rushed towards a silver gown that was coming at him. A single punch. That silver robe spat out blood as it flew backwards, knocking over several silver gowns that were about to charge at him.

”Ha ha!” On the other side, the young man laughed loudly. He raised the golden sword in his hand and wiped off the blood on his face as he shouted, ”KILL!” He then rushed out.

Ding ding dang dang. All of the silver-robed individuals that had fought Long Chen were incomparably shocked.

Long Chen didn't use a weapon and only used his fists. He'd beaten the blades of many people to a pulp, completely ignoring the blood that dripped from his fists.

If the broadsword struck its chest, it wouldn't care at all. It would just continue to hack forward, but if it struck any other place, it would directly use its arm to block. The clanging sound made all the silver gowns tremble.

However, what caused them to be even more shocked was Long Chen's suicidal madness. His ice-cold gaze would cause anyone who looked at him to feel weak in the bottom of their heart. The few youths by the side were all astonished.

Long Chen was venting his anger, venting his hatred towards the cannibal branch, and also his guilt towards the unaffiliated. With each stroke, Long Chen's hatred grew even stronger, and his killing intent grew even more intense.

No one was willing to come into direct contact with Long Chen. There were seven or eight people surrounding him, but they did not move forward. Long Chen's sleeves were torn apart, revealing his arms.

”Young master!” A loud shout suddenly came from not too far away.

”Retreat!” With a loud shout from Long Chenyi, he lifted his saber and ran. The others in the silver gown, upon hearing the shout, ran away. The people surrounding Long Chen ran the fastest, afraid that Long Chen would catch up to them.

Long Chen turned around and a group of people came. Leading them was an old man wearing a grey robe with grey hair. His hands were tucked into his wide sleeves and he had a slightly hunched back.

”Young master.” The group of people gathered around the youth with thick eyebrows and big eyes. ”I'm fine.” The youth waved his hand and walked towards Long Chen.

Approaching Long Chen, the youth cupped his hands together and said in a clear voice, ”I enjoyed the beating!” ”May I ask what your name is?”

Long Chen paused. ”Long Chen.”

The youth paused for a second and then probed, ”Brother Li Tang, does Brother Long have enmity with the Tiger and Wolf Guards?”