The strong man in the Forging Platform rushed towards Long Chen and punched him. The power of one punch could break mountains apart, which was extremely terrifying.
Although none of them had an explosive momentum and relied solely on physical strength, there were too many people. There were hundreds of Kaitian Zhanzong disciples. Long Chen’s two fists were hard to beat with four hands. The hero couldn’t stand the crowd. In a hurry, his back was hit.
A punch and a kick in the butt.
The force of this punch is very strong. If it were an ordinary strong person in the Forging Platform realm, he would definitely be hit and vomit blood and be kicked out.
"You are all really sick, I'm here to pay homage to the mountain gate." Long Chen shouted angrily, these guys are too barbaric.
"You are the only one who is sick. Even if you are not sick, I will beat you until you are sick. Beat you to death." A disciple of the Kaitian War Sect shouted.
Long Chen was furious: "Are you all idiots? Why don't you tell me... I'm stupid, I understand."
Long Chen suddenly remembered that Feng Xinglie had taken care of him when he came to Kaitian Zhanzong. He could talk about anything, but just don't be unreasonable, because no one would talk to you about that stuff.
"Made, do you think I'm easy to bully?" Long Chen was no longer polite. He pushed away a person's fist and punched him on the bridge of the nose.
"boom"
The man groaned in pain, covered his nose and backed away, then rushed up with tears streaming down his face. It was not because he was moved, but because of the sour taste that had to make him cry.
Even though his nose was bleeding, the man still didn't give up. He cursed angrily, wiped the blood on his face, and punched Long Chen again.
"Nima, it hurts!"
Long Chen punched a disciple of Kaitian Zhan Sect away, but his back was stolen and a big bump was punched out on the back of his head.
I don’t know why these Kaitian Zhan Sect disciples have such weird powers. When they hit with a punch, an inexplicable force kept destroying the human body, but they couldn’t quickly eliminate the injuries.
At this time, Long Chen finally understood why those disciples who fought before were so ugly that their noses and faces were bruised and swollen, and they did not use the power of heaven to heal their wounds. It turned out that healing was useless. This kind of power would take a certain amount of time to disappear.
In fact, this is the very special mental method of Kaitian Zhanzong - the War God's Code. Its power is weird and domineering. If you are slapped by a disciple of Kaitian Zhanzong, you will be finished. The scars will not be eliminated for several days.
Long Chen touched the egg-sized lump on the back of his head and couldn't help but became furious. Seeing three people rushing towards him, Long Chen kicked one of them hard.
With the power of this kick, Long Chen showed no mercy. The man was kicked away and hit a large area. At the same time, he hit the two disciples' faces with both fists.
Long Chen was really angry this time. As a result, the two people's faces were dented and they fainted immediately. Long Chen connected their thighs and swung them fiercely. As a result, the two people were smashed out like weapons.
Screams rang out, and a large piece of it was knocked down.
"Made, do you think I'm easy to bully? I'm so crazy that I'm even scared of myself."
At this time, Long Chen was like an angry lion, enraged by a pack of wolves. He waved his fists and punched these disciples of the Kaitian War Sect.
Although these disciples were all strong in the Forging Platform Realm, most of them were fifth- and sixth-grade Skywalkers, and they had to compete with Long Chen with their physical strength, so they immediately suffered a big loss.
"Holy shit, this guy's fists are so hard, we should... Ouch!" A disciple of the Kaitian War Sect was about to formulate a strategy, but was kicked in the butt by Long Chen and flew into the air like a mist.
At first, everyone surrounded and beat Long Chen, but in the end, Long Chen chased the Kaitian Zhan Sect disciples and beat them until they howled like wolves.
Long Chen didn't care and beat anyone he caught to death. As a result, in less than a stick of incense, most of them were knocked down and a small half fled in embarrassment.
"If you don't fight, if you don't fight, you are awesome." Someone shouted loudly.
Long Chen stopped, but what shocked Long Chen was that these guys, who had been beaten to the point of breaking their legs and tendons, quickly recovered.
Moreover, the damage caused by Long Chen disappeared quickly, but they left many scars where they accidentally injured themselves.
"Hey, we are here to welcome you, do we need to use such a heavy hand?" A disciple of the Kaitian War Sect shook his arm and complained. His arm was broken by Long Chen just now.
"I'm telling you, if you do this, you won't have any friends in the future." Another disciple of the Kaitian Zhan Sect also muttered.
Just as the two people finished muttering, a figure suddenly appeared and kicked them away one by one.
"It's such a stupid thing. If you lose, you lose. You complain about nothing and still make friends? Are you fooling outsiders?" A man with a beard like an iron tower angrily cursed.
"Third Uncle"
Long Chen was overjoyed. That person was none other than Feng Xinglie, who had rushed to the Eastern Wasteland to support Long Chen. Meeting him at this time was particularly cordial.
"Hahaha, you're a good boy. He's getting stronger and stronger. Come on, I'll take you in."
After speaking, Feng Xinglie scolded the disciples of the Kaitian War Sect again, scolding them for being useless. With so many people, they couldn't even defeat one of them.
The disciples of the Kaitian War Sect lowered their heads and remained silent. When Feng Xinglie and Long Chen left, everyone began to become active again.
At first, some people speculated on Long Chen’s origin, and then they talked about the battle just now. As a result, the smell of gunpowder came out. You said that I accidentally injured my teammates, and I said that you don’t know how to cooperate. In the end, Long Chen and Feng Xinglie haven’t gone far yet.
, a fight has started here.
Long Chen was speechless for a while, this was too bellicose, just do it.
"Children have that kind of temper. Young people are full of energy, and it's not a bad thing to fight often. People are getting tougher and tougher."
Feng Xinglie explained, looking at Long Chen with an admiring look on his face: "But you are getting more and more powerful. Even my third uncle, I am afraid that I am no match for you now."
"Thank you, Third Uncle. How can I dare to be arrogant in front of you? However, thanks to Third Uncle, you taught me the fourth Kaitian style, allowing me to escape death several times and defeat powerful enemies. This kind of kindness will never be forgotten by me."
Yes." Long Chen said gratefully.
Feng Xinglie shook his head and said: "Don't say such things again in the future, you will easily get beaten. Our Kaitian Zhan Sect doesn't have so many bad rules, we are all straight-headed people.
Whatever the favor or sentiment is, just keep it in your heart. If you say it out loud, the taste will change. Moreover, our Kaitian Zhan Sect doesn’t do this.
You treat this place as your own home, otherwise you will be beaten. In short, in Xuantian Dao Sect, you will be beaten whether you obey or not, so just be mentally prepared."
I'm going, what's going on? Long Chen suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. It seemed that this visit to Kaitian Zhan Sect was a little different from what he thought.
After passing the mountain gate, there is a high mountain ahead. The mountains are all made of huge rocks, with no grass growing on them. All the buildings are carved out of rocks, which are simple and desolate.
Along the way, Long Chen discovered that there were not many people in the Kaitian War Sect. Feng Xinglie explained:
"The Kaitian Zhan Sect has lost its former glory. There are now thirteen thousand disciples, including three thousand from the outer sect and ten thousand from the inner sect."
"This...how could it be like this?" Long Chen couldn't help but be surprised. This is too little.
"The energy of the Divine Spring of Heaven and Earth is limited and cannot support the practice of so many disciples. There is nothing we can do about it. However, this is not a bad thing. People are more valuable than others. After all, only top geniuses can support their appearance." Feng Xinglie said.
, although he looked indifferent on the surface, Long Chen could hear his worry from his mouth.
Following Feng Xinglie along the way, Feng Xinglie asked briefly about his experience in Zhongzhou. He couldn't help but feel happy when he heard that Long Chen had caused trouble along the way.
"You are a very good boy. You must be very suitable for the old man's taste." Feng Xinglie said with a smile.
"Who is the old man?" Long Chen asked.
"The old man is our sect leader, but our Kaitian Zhan Sect basically doesn't recruit many disciples. Most of them are descendants of strong men in the middle sect, so no one calls the leader, but the old man." Feng Xinglie
explained.
As Mo Fenglie moved forward, a square appeared in front of him. This square was very large. In fact, it was a high mountain that was cut in half to form a square.
When Long Chen arrived, there were already thousands of disciples standing there in the square, and all of them were actually strong ones in the Forging Platform Realm.
What made Long Chen feel awe-inspiring was that this group of people were filled with blood and their eyes were like lightning. Different from the people at the door before, these were the real strong men, the strong men who survived the killings on the battlefield. After the blood and
Only after the baptism of fire can one have such a sharp breath.
"These are all inner disciples. They are all the elites of our Kaitian War Sect. In the outside world, each of them has the strength to fight beyond the ranks. They are the future pillars of our Kaitian War Sect." Feng Xinglie looked at those disciples.
, a touch of relief appeared on his face, and a strong sense of pride.
Among the more than a thousand disciples, most of them are fifth-grade Skywalkers, and the rest are sixth-grade Skywalkers. There are also dozens of seventh-grade Skywalkers, who are indeed very powerful.
The most important thing is that they are all real masters, with firm eyes and restrained murderous intent. They are heroic warriors who are not afraid of death.
Just then, a big man walked out of the crowd. He had a sword-shaped eyebrow and a lion's mouth. He looked very powerful. He turned out to be a powerful eighth-grade Skywalker.
"So strong"
Long Chen was shocked. This was the first time he felt great pressure from an eighth-grade Skywalker.
Long Chen has killed several eighth-grade Skywalkers, especially the eighth-grade Skywalkers from the Ancient Clan and Blood Killing Hall, who are even more powerful beings.
But when these five people got angry together, they didn't put as much pressure on him as the person in front of him. How could they not frighten Long Chen?
"Chang Hao" the big man looked at Long Chen and cupped his fists.
"Long Chen" Long Chen also clasped his fists.
Feng Xinglie smiled and said: "Long Chen, Chang Hao is one of the top experts in this generation. According to the few rules of our Kaitian War Sect, he will challenge you.
He challenges you personally, which is a sign of respect for you. If you feel it is inappropriate, you can find someone else to challenge you. In short, if you don't show your skills and satisfy everyone, you won't be able to join the sect."
After Feng Xinglie finished speaking, the eyes of the disciples of the Kaitian War Sect became hot, and their eyes were filled with anticipation.
"You are very strong, I believe you will not refuse." Chang Hao looked at Long Chen, the fighting spirit in his eyes had begun to rise.