Missihaweiya is the god of the First Demon Tribe, their belief, and the being who was given the "Demon" seal by the descendants of Nine Stars.
This name can be pronounced by eighteen different syllables at the beginning of the Demon Clan. Each syllable represents a different meaning. Sometimes it is a code, sometimes it is a prayer, but the syllables he called out at this time actually mean
Farewell.
After the demon disciple finished speaking, before Zhao Wuji could make any move, his eyes instantly lost focus and the fluctuations in his soul power disappeared.
Not only that, he died. I don’t know what secret method he used. The souls of the disciples of the Shimozu who were lying on the ground in a coma also disappeared quickly and turned into corpses in an instant.
When Nangong Zuiyue saw this scene, a hint of unbearability appeared in her beautiful eyes. So many people died in an instant, which was very uncomfortable.
"asshole"
Zhao Wuji was so angry that he tried hard with his big hands to shake the body of the disciple of the First Demon Tribe into powder.
"call"
Suddenly, a figure flashed, and everyone's eyes were blurred, and a big hand slapped Zhao Wuji hard on the face.
"boom"
There was an explosion, and Zhao Wuji was slapped away. His face was punctured with needles to protect his body. However, those needles were smoothed away by the slap, and half of Zhao Wuji's face was sunken by the slap.
Zhao Wuji rolled all the way out, but Long Chen's attack was so sudden that no one could react.
"presumptuous"
As soon as Long Chen made a move, Shi Lingfeng, who was sitting in the crowd, shouted loudly, flew out and punched Long Chen.
"roll"
Long Chen roared, like the roar of a god, his fist was covered with white scales, and he punched Shi Lingfeng's punch.
With an explosion, Shi Lingfeng was knocked back dozens of feet by Long Chen's punch, which moved all the powerful people present.
You must know that Shi Lingfeng is not a body of flesh and blood. His whole body is condensed by stone essence. His strength is terrifying and his defense is amazing. He can pick up the artifact with his bare hands, but after a hard fight, he was knocked back by Long Chen's punch.
Long Chen slapped Zhao Wuji away with one mouth, and knocked Shi Lingfeng back with one punch. He stood up in the air, with long hair flying, and his eyes were cold and frightening. At this time, Long Chen had a murderous intention.
"What a genius, what a noble person, in my eyes, you are all rubbish.
Since you are going to come to me, Long Chen, just be straightforward and come directly, why bother with all these twists and turns?
A gathering of heroes from ancient times and modern times? What a joke. With so much bullshit mixed in, can it still be called a group of heroes?
This so-called group meeting of heroes is specifically for me, Long Chen. Is it a criticism meeting? Hahaha..."
Long Chen looked up to the sky and laughed, the sound shook the sky, making the world roar, and the endless depression in Long Chen's heart was released with a smile.
"Didn't you say you want to kill me? Well, I, Long Chen, will give you a chance today. Whether it's one-on-one, a wheel battle, or a swarm, I, Long Chen, will take care of you." Long Chen sneered, and with a sway, he stood up.
It had disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already outside the castle.
"Zhao Wuji, didn't you say you wanted to kill me? Long Chen is here, come out and fight." Long Chen stood outside the castle and shouted loudly.
"Come out and fight"
"Come out and fight"
"Come out and fight"
"..."
Long Chen's voice stirred between heaven and earth, like the roar of a god, and countless echoes came and went, ringing in the sky.
Long Chen was angry. The deaths of those First Demon Clan disciples gave him endless killing intent.
"Long Chen, you bastard, you still said that you didn't collude with the First Demon Clan, otherwise why would you be so angry?"
Zhao Wuji was slapped away by Long Chen, and just as he regained his balance, he couldn't help but cursed loudly.
"Forget it, what you did not only made Long Chen angry, but also made us angry. If you don't give Brother Dongfang some face, I, Hu Feng, am willing to learn your clever tricks." Hu Feng, who had been silent all this time, said coldly.
Hu Feng has always been unwilling to interfere in other people's disputes, but Zhao Wuji and others were too aggressive, especially the tragic death of the disciples of the First Demon Clan, which instantly aroused the anger in his heart.
As soon as the successor of Gambling Heaven Dao opened his mouth, many people secretly frowned. Is this Hu Feng also in the same group as Long Chen?
"Brother Long, please be patient. If there is any problem, we can sit down and talk. Using force sometimes doesn't solve the problem." Long Chen suddenly ran away and the situation suddenly got out of control. Dongfang Yuyang shouted hurriedly.
"There is nothing to talk about. No matter who it is, as long as they want my life, Long Chen, just do it.
Zhao Wuji, don’t you want to fight me? If you don’t get out and die, how long will it take?” Long Chen sneered.
When Ye Zhiqiu and Ye Lingshan saw Long Chen leaving, they also left and went straight to the outside of the castle. At the same time, all the powerful people left the castle.
"Okay, today let me, Zhao Wuji, kill you, this madman, in front of the heroes of the world."
Zhao Wuji laughed wildly and walked out of the castle.
Outside the castle, there was a desert. Long Chen stood in the void, his black robe was blown and whirring.
Zhao Wuji stood opposite Long Chen, but at this time, Zhao Wuji could no longer see his original appearance. His whole body was covered in black scales.
Each scale has countless spikes on it, and each spike has a barb, shining brightly.
He is like a hedgehog. If anyone bumps into him, not only will the prick be bloody and bloody, but the skin and flesh will also be torn off.
Zhao Wuji's armor has horns on his head and a tail on his back. He holds two crescent sickles in his hands, which is very cold.
At this time, Zhao Wuji's whole body was protected by scales. The scales seemed to grow on his body without any gaps. It looked like a humanoid monster.
"Long Chen, if you can die under my life-eating armor and moon-cutting sickle in full state, that is the best destination for you."
The blade of the crescent sickle in Zhao Wuji's hands rubbed against each other, making a harsh sound that made one's hair stand on end.
"I don't know if Long Chen can defeat Zhao Wuji. This guy's armor is too sinister. If you are not careful, you will die." Beitang Rushuang said worriedly.
Usually Long Chen is smooth-talking and carefree, but now Long Chen's murderous intent is boiling, and a cold light appears in his eyes, like the god of death coming to the world, truly showing his domineering side.
However, Beitang Rushuang is a little worried. If she relies on her true ability, she will definitely not worry about Long Chen. Even anyone here can easily defeat Zhao Wuji.
But with this set of life-eating and life-destroying armor, it's different. I don't know how many people who are stronger than Zhao Wuji ended up in his hands.
This is also why, despite the infamous reputation of the Mechanism Sect, it can still continue to this day. It is because their mechanism is so insidious that it is difficult for people to guard against it.
All the powerful men looked at Long Chen and Zhao Wuji, who were standing in the sky. They were known as the geniuses of our time and were the enemies of everyone in the world, but still no one could do anything about them.
The other one is notorious and has a bad reputation, which disgusts countless strong people, but they dare not provoke him.
Fairy Dan looked at that figure quietly, with a hint of confusion in her eyes, as if she was caught in some kind of memory.
"Do you want me to take action and kill Long Chen before Zhao Wuji?" Huang Feiyan stood beside Kun Pengzi and whispered.
"You are thinking too much." Kun Pengzi looked at Long Chen and said calmly.
Huang Feiyan was stunned. She didn't understand what Kun Pengzi meant by this sentence. She was overthinking what it meant.
"You mean, Zhao Wuji won't give it to me?" Huang Feiyan said.
Kun Pengzi frowned slightly and did not answer Huang Feiyan, but looked quietly at the sky.
Long Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his long hair flying, and looked at everyone coldly: "Those who want to kill me, Long Chen, should stand up. It doesn't hurt to attack together. Today, let's make an understanding."
When Long Chen said these words, the powerful people present couldn't help but take a breath of air-conditioning. This Long Chen was too crazy.
You must know that the strong men here are all the most respected people in the world. In terms of reputation and status, most of them are only higher than Long Chen, not lower than him.
Besides, among the crowd, there were the prince Kunpengzi and the two goddesses Danxianzi and Dongmingyu. Any one of them could kill him, so he dared to challenge everyone.
"Idiot, you must first ensure that you can survive from Zhao Wuji's hands, and then let's talk!" Shi Lingfeng sneered.
Seeing that Long Chen was still challenging everyone regardless of life and death, Beitang Rushuang couldn't help but sigh. This Long Chen was usually very cunning, but how could he become so stupid at this time and block all his own roads?
He is so provocative. Even if he defeats Zhao Wuji, someone strong will take action. How will he respond then?
If Long Chen didn't provoke, if he could defeat Zhao Wuji, she and Nangong Zuiyue would stand on Long Chen's side. In this way, there would be room for maneuver in anything, but Long Chen didn't leave any way out, which was worrying.
Gotta panic.
"Sister Rushuang, don't worry. Although Long Chen rarely behaves seriously, he seems very unreliable.
But you have to believe that he is the most reliable person, and he is the most serious only when he is fighting." Seeing Beitang Rushuang sighing repeatedly, Ye Lingshan couldn't help but comfort her. She had been with Long Chen for so long and understood him deeply.
character.
Ye Zhiqiu, who was on the side, did not say a word, but looked at Long Chen's figure quietly, with ripples in his beautiful eyes, but without a trace of nervousness.
"Long Chen, you are so arrogant. How many moves do you think you can sustain in my hands?" Zhao Wuji sneered. His face was covered with scales and he had turned into a ferocious monster. His voice was more like
The howl of the monster is extremely unpleasant to hear.
"You are the one who talks so shamelessly. Don't you remember how many times you have been slapped? When you say these big words, doesn't your face hurt?" Long Chen looked at Zhao Wuji and said.
Everyone couldn't help but look weird, it seemed that this was indeed the case. Everyone found it incredible that Zhao Wuji was slapped by Long Chen, and they didn't know how he did it.
"die"
Zhao Wuji was furious when his scars were exposed. He roared, and suddenly his scales glowed. Two black scale wings spread out on his back. The wings shook, like a black phantom, rushing towards Long Chen, curling his hands.
The moon sickle chopped down mercilessly.
PS: It’s almost the first part. Lao Mo will seize the time these two days and try his best to get the first part out at once.