Long Chen killed the old man in the Underworld Realm with one knife. Everyone was stunned. He was a relative of the God Clan. Even if he was a relative, he was still a member of the God Clan. Long Chen actually dared to kill a strong man of the God Clan. Now Long Chen was afraid
It's going to cause a huge disaster.
"Long Chen, how dare you kill me, a member of the God Clan."
The old men who were relatives of the God Clan were furious and drew their weapons one after another with murderous intent.
"Tsk, you are only allowed to kill others, but others are not allowed to kill you? Do you really think of yourself as a god?
He found a bad excuse to support others. His disciple was killed, and he became angry and killed someone, so he had to have the consciousness to be killed." Long Chen sneered.
Just now, the old man in the Underworld suddenly attacked Xia Youluo. If Long Chen hadn't thrown a bell out of Long Xiaoyu's bag and deflected the attack, Xia Youluo would have died.
What Long Chen hates the most is this kind of person, who always thinks that he is superior and that his own life is his own life, while other people's lives are just a piece of grass that can be crushed and taken away at will.
Originally, in this situation, Long Chen should not have killed the man. After all, the man did not succeed. However, the anger in Long Chen's heart could not be quelled. His will did not allow this man to live.
Moreover, his many years of experience in dealing with such people told him that whether he killed this person or not, he would have a grudge with his relatives from the God Clan.
They will not be grateful just because Long Chen let him go. Long Chen ruined their good deeds. This hatred has already arisen. At this time, any compromise is useless. Instead, it will make the other party push forward.
This is the simplest and most straightforward truth in the spiritual world.
"Long Chen, you are so brave, you don't even take our God Clan seriously. You are provoking the entire God Clan. Your arrogance will put the Great Xia Empire in danger. You think you can stand up for them. In fact,
You hurt them, you..."
"puff"
The old man roared loudly, and suddenly a dagger passed silently across his neck. A white jade hand took his hair and pulled his head off his neck.
When the old man's head was taken off from his neck, people saw a girl, holding a dagger in one hand and a human head in the other, standing quietly in the void.
The one who took action was Dong Mingyu. Long Xiaoyu, who was originally standing with her, had fallen asleep and was being held by Xia Youluo.
Long Chen didn't want Long Xiaoyu to see the blood, so before he stood up, he made Long Xiaoyu fall asleep.
At this time, Dong Mingyu took action, and with a slight cut of the dagger, he took off the head of the strong man in the third step of the Underworld Realm, holding it in his hand like a toy.
The powerful relatives of the God Clan were shocked. Everything happened so fast that no one could react. The old man's head had already been moved.
Dong Mingyu just stood in the air, her pretty face was calm, as if she had done a trivial thing. No one could have imagined that this sweet and harmless girl was actually a master of terror.
"What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly. What was bold, what was arrogant, what was involved. I'm sorry, you spoke too fast. Please say it again." Long Chen looked at the old man's head and said.
Although Long Chen had a smile on his face, there was already a strong murderous intent in his eyes. This bastard was actually threatening him, threatening him in the Great Xia Empire.
At that moment, Long Chen had murderous intentions. As long as this person dared to say it again, he would take action and kill all these relatives of the gods.
At the same time, Long Chen also had a hunch that the Gods, as predicted by the high priest, would have many differences with Long Chen.
The Gods haven't really arrived yet, but these relatives alone are already so arrogant and domineering, so how can the real Gods go crazy?
Protecting the Tianwu Continent with such people? This is nothing more than asking for a fish after a tree. Originally, Long Chen still had some hope for the Gods, but today, seeing the arrogance and unreasonableness of these relatives, Long Chen no longer has any hope.
The old man's head was cut off and Dongmingyu held it in his hand. He felt the terrifying murderous intention on Long Chen's body. This was not a threat. Long Chen really wanted to kill him, or even kill all of them.
The amulet of his relatives from the God Clan was completely ineffective against Long Chen. For a moment, he was frightened, angry, and frightened. He was also afraid of death.
"Long Chen, what do you want?" the old man shouted with a stern expression.
"It's not what I want, it's what you relatives of the Gods want? What do you want to do when you come to the Great Xia Empire with such force? I think you spoke too loudly before and felt a little uncomfortable. Speaking like this can reduce your burden.
Maybe it's easier to communicate." Long Chen sneered.
Wouldn't the burden be reduced? Everything from the neck down has been reduced. This time there is no burden at all. His life is in Dongmingyu's hands, and he has no room for resistance.
"It's people from the ancient country of Korea who found us. I hope we can come out to seek justice. We are just here to bear witness." The old man was timid. He finally encountered a tough opponent in his life. The older a person gets, the more he cherishes his life.
If you don't bow your head, you will never dare to threaten Long Chen again.
"Justice? Be a witness? Your ghost story is too scary, isn't it? To bring justice, you disguise your disciples as people from the ancient country of Korea?"
Long Chen sneered: "I, Long Chen, have been out in the world since I was sixteen years old, and I have fought all the way to this day. I have never seen anyone in my life, so don't play those useless tricks with me.
I don’t care what your purpose is, but remember one thing, the Daxia Empire is kind to me, and I am still the general of the Daxia Empire. I don’t want anyone to take advantage of the Daxia Empire.
Let me say it again, I have a bad temper and I am afraid of going crazy even myself, because I never follow other people's routines and I always solve problems in my own way.
What I hate most is being threatened. Those who have threatened me have basically been sent to another world by me. I don’t know if you also need me to give you a free ride?"
"Long Chen, don't go too far. The Gods are about to descend on Tianwu. By then, the entire Tianwu Continent will be led by the Gods.
Give us a little face, and everyone will be in peace, otherwise no one will look good if they break up, what do you think?" The old man did not speak, but transmitted the message with his soul, which was tantamount to submissiveness in disguise.
"If you had this attitude before coming here, wouldn't everything be easy to talk about?
Forget it, this matter will end here for the time being. I know you are just following orders, and I will not embarrass you.
Go back and tell your people that the Great Xia Empire is my other home, and I don’t want anyone to disturb them." Long Chen also sent a message from his soul.
Long Chen didn't want to kill them unless he had to, because once he killed them, it was very likely that he would be completely at odds with the Gods.
Although the relatives of the God Clan are not direct descendants, the so-called dog beating also depends on the owner. Killing them will not look good on the face of the God Clan.
It is very unwise to make enemies rashly before knowing the strength of others, unless they have forced Long Chen to that point.
Now that the other party has surrendered, there is no need for Long Chen to continue to fight fiercely. He nodded to Dong Mingyu, who threw the head away.
The old man's eyebrows glowed, the power of heaven flowed, the head fell on his neck, and the body was spliced instantly. If it weren't for the large blood stains around his neck, it would be impossible to tell that he had moved the head.
The old man's face was gloomy, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, finally getting his old life back.
At this time, he finally saw Long Chen's method, and it was indeed as rumored - no taboos, no soft or hard tactics.
The old man wanted to say something for the occasion, but thinking about it, no matter what he said at this time, he could not restore their dignity. The more he said, the less face he would lose.
The old man glanced at Long Chen and left with the strong men, but Han Zijun even hugged Long Chen with a fist, as if to thank Long Chen for not killing him.
Originally, he knelt down and begged for mercy from Long Chen, thinking that he would be punished when he returned, but even the old man, a relative of the God Clan, had his head cut off. He was filled with comfort, so no one had any reason to punish him.
At the same time, he felt lucky for his wise choice. If he had been a little tougher, he would have been sent to another world for free.
The little bit of humiliation in my heart disappeared because of the old man of the God Clan. Even the strong men of the God Clan had to bow their heads, so it was natural for him to bow his head.
He is also a little clever, and his last fist gesture has already made it clear that the ancient country of Korea will not be an enemy of Daxia in the future. He has no choice but to do so, and it has nothing to do with him.
In other words, if the Gods don't support him in the future, Daxia will have no reason to deal with him. After all, it's not what he wants. All the blame will be thrown to the Gods, so that he can find a life-saving talisman for himself in the future.
Therefore, this fist clasping seems to be a kind of gratitude to Long Chen for showing mercy, but it has far-reaching meaning, because he knows the national custom of Daxia and will not easily cause disasters with swords and soldiers. With one action, he can keep himself safe for the rest of his life.
He's not as idiotic as he appears.
The powerful relatives of the God Clan took the people away, but the flying boat in the void was not taken away. The flying boat was from the ancient country of Korea. The person driving the flying boat did not dare to move without Han Zijun's order.
Now seeing Han Zijun leaving, that person didn't know what to do. The Korean people who had been clamoring on the flying boat were dumbfounded at this time. They were actually abandoned. Are they going to use their lives to calm Daxia?
of anger?
Thinking of this, their faces turned pale, and their eyes were full of fear. Daxia gave them food and drink, but in the end they had to bite back. At this time, they looked at the eyes of the people of Daxia.
With a look of hatred, it seemed that he wanted to bite them alive.
"Kill them"
"Kill them white-eyed wolves."
All of a sudden, the nobles of Daxia stood up and roared, and Daxia's army surrounded the flying boat.
Xia Yuyang said: "They are just being used and have no power to resist."
"Yes, yes, we are forced. Please have mercy on Your Majesty and spare us." Those Korean people knelt down and begged for mercy, crying.
Xia Yuyang shouted coldly: "No need to act, I won't kill you today, but from today on, Daxia will no longer accept Korean refugees.
Within seven days, all Korean refugees will be deported. After seven days, if they still dare to stay in Daxia, they will be killed without mercy."