Chapter 4397: The Three Saints of the Feather Tribe
"A complete defeat of the Immortal Powerful One with one blow?"
The strong men present, whether they were human or aliens, had their chins shocked and dropped.
That was a real immortal strong man. In front of Long Chen, he was so vulnerable. People looked at Long Chen with horror in their eyes.
They were shocked. In fact, Long Chen was also a little unexpected. He sensed that this person was very weak. At first, Long Chen thought that he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.
Until the moment he took action, Long Chen realized that he was not pretending to be a pig, but really a pig.
This person only has the aura of an immortal strong man, but his aura is empty and cannot be condensed. According to Long Chen's estimate, the reason why he was able to break through immortal must have used some tricks.
Although this person is an immortal strongman, in terms of real combat power, he is equivalent to a half-step immortal level strongman in the Great Wilderness or the Unmanned Realm. Some even a half-step immortal level strongman are stronger than him.
This is a paper tiger, it looks quite scary, and it reveals the stuff as soon as he tries his hands. No wonder he has been just releasing his breath, and it turns out that he wants to scare Long Chen away.
If it were someone else, he would have succeeded. Unfortunately, Long Chen would not take this trick at all. Not to mention that he is a half-baked immortal strongman, even a real immortal strongman would not be taken seriously by him.
"No, don't kill me, otherwise the feather clan will not let you go. Our feather clan has three saints in charge, and tens of thousands of immortal strong men..."
The immortal strong man of the Feather Clan was pierced through his chest by the gun pole. The force on the gun pole was condensed but not released, which made him see a glimmer of life and hurriedly said.
"Ten thousand? If you are half-baked immortal like you, what's the use of?" Long Chen said disdainfully.
"No, no, no, it's not like that. I was unable to break through immortality because I was limited by talent, so I asked the Saint to force it to improve, which led to me having the power of immortality, but not the strength of the Immortal.
But the others are different. They are all real immortal strong men, each of which is a hundred times stronger than me.
Now we are not at the point of never ending. As long as you let me go, even if this matter is over, our feather tribe will not blame you and you can still be friends." The immortal strong man of the feather tribe said.
As he said more and more, he seemed to be more confident, and the previous horror gradually disappeared, and replaced by calmness, as if everything was under control.
After hearing this explanation from the strong man of the Feather Clan, people suddenly realized that no wonder Long Chen could defeat the strong man of immortality. The immortal man of love is a fake.
"Be friends? You feather tribe is worthy. I ask you, are there any other strong people coming?" Long Chen asked.
"Yes, there are many more..." Hearing Long Chen's question, the immortal strong man of the feather tribe said directly without thinking.
"Okay, you're useless."
The spear in Long Chen's hand trembled suddenly.
"No……"
The immortal strong man from the feather tribe screamed in horror, his whole body was concentrated and he wanted to struggle for a while.
"puff"
The immortal strong man of the feather tribe exploded and burst.
The strong man of the feather tribe never dreamed that his words caused him to immediately lose his life.
The original meaning of Long Chen's question was that if there was no one around, he would use a secret method to ask for help from other tribes.
And the immortal strong man of the feather tribe said that there were still many people coming, so there was no need for Long Chen to keep him.
The immortal strongman of the feather tribe was killed. Although everyone knows that this immortal strongman is just a half-baked man, I still feel very shocked when he is killed.
The moment when Long Chen's spear trembled, the power of qi and blood burst out, causing endless storms. The huge force blew his long hair, and the braids broke open, and his long hair naturally spilled.
"he……"
When Long Chen's long hair fell, countless powerful humans looked at Long Chen with excitement.
"He is..."
"He is Dean Long Chen of Lingxiao Academy."
"Oh my God, he's back."
"No wonder he is so powerful. He is the youngest dean in Lingxiao Academy's history. He has returned."
For a moment, countless powerful human race exclaimed, and they finally recognized Long Chen's identity.
Before, Long Chen had a small braid and two horns combed on his head. That look was not the outfit of a human race at all. Many people thought Long Chen looked familiar, and no one recognized him for a while.
But when Long Chen's hairstyle recovered, someone suddenly called Long Chen's name. You know, when Long Chen left Ming Haotian, he was famous and few people didn't know.
Later, Long Chen left Ming Haotian, and all kinds of geniuses gradually emerged, and some people gradually forgot Long Chen. After all, the nine heavens are too big, and some people rise like comets and fall like meteors.
But there were still many people who recognized Long Chen. At that moment, the strong men of the human race were suddenly in full bloom.
"Huo Ling'er, have you remembered the guy who stopped the human race just now and did not let the human race leave?" Long Chen asked.
"Buzz"
The flames trembled beside Long Chen, and the figure of Huo Ling'er appeared in the flames. She smiled slightly and said:
"It's all locked."
"You know what to do." Long Chen smiled slightly.
Huo Ling'er also smiled slightly, and she made a seal with her jade hand. At that moment, inside and outside the ancient city, countless powerful aliens changed their faces. Long Chen was going to settle the score with them.
“Huhhhh…”
Countless strong men rushed away from all directions.
"ah……"
As soon as their bodies moved, the flames wrapped them. In an instant, countless people became firemen. Thrilling screams came one after another. No matter how hard they struggled, it was useless.
Even the Supreme Three Poles are strong, at most they can only breathe a few more times and then burn them to ashes.
During this period, someone knelt down and begged for mercy, but Long Chen's face was always cold and he didn't even look at them.
"When you stop others and don't let others run away, you are very arrogant and domineering.
When you block the way for others to live, you also block your own way. Your life is no more noble than anyone else. If you can watch others die in pain with a smile, then you should also face your own death with a smile."
Long Chen's voice echoed between heaven and earth, and the sound was cold, without any emotion or pity, because they had never felt a trace of pity when they bullied and massacred the human race.
The hundreds of thousands of strong men who participated in blocking the human race were secretly remembered by Huo Ling'er and locked in secret. No one was wronged. Soon, all of these hundreds of thousands of strong men were burned to death.
When the world returned to silence, the shrill screams echoed in the ears of countless creatures. They were so scared that they trembled all over, their faces were pale, and their eyes were full of fear.
Ruthless, too ruthless. This is a real ruthless person. They have never seen such a ruthless human strongman.
After killing these people, Long Chen stood in the void and waited for an hour. Long Chen finally couldn't help but curse:
"The old turtle lied to me, there was no one at all, and wasting my time."
Chapter completed!