The old man laughed arrogantly and was completely unprepared for Long Chen. With such a big flaw exposed, how could Long Chen miss the opportunity?
Above his right hand, purple energy rose, filled with stars, and streaked across the sky. People could not see Long Chen's figure. They only saw a flash of light, and the old man was slapped hard on the face by Long Chen.
There was a loud noise, blood spattered, and the old man's jaw was violently blown open by Long Chen. The old man screamed and flew out.
This slap was different from the previous one, because everyone's eyes were focused on the old man, and they could see clearly.
When they saw the old man's chin being violently slapped open, everyone suddenly realized that this slap was too bloody and violent.
"Remember, you are not allowed to laugh arrogantly when you see Mr. Long in the future, do you hear me?" Long Chen succeeded with one blow and said calmly.
Long Chen stood with his hands behind his hands. Although his face was calm, he was secretly frightened in his heart. He could not understand the strength of this old man. Although he was only in the God Emperor realm, the pressure on Long Chen was huge, far more than the average God Emperor powerhouse.
Therefore, Long Chen's slap was not merciful at all, just to see if he could be slapped to death.
As a result, this time, Long Chen miscalculated. The slap that was supposed to be aimed at his temple was actually partially dodged and hit on the chin.
Although his jaw was shattered by a slap, Long Chen's big hand was also so painful that it felt like it had been hit by a hammer.
Even his whole arm was tingling, as if billions of steel needles were piercing it, and it was rapidly spreading around. Long Chen had to quickly use the power of the chaotic space to suppress it.
Although Long Chen's slap did not kill the opponent, it also revealed his background. This is an absolutely terrifying existence.
A sword cultivator, with a weak body, could withstand his slap without dying. This person's strength is absolutely astonishing.
"If you bully someone too much, kill him!"
Seeing the old man being slapped away by Long Chen, the anger of the disciples of the Shadowless Sword Sect was instantly ignited. Suddenly more than a dozen disciples came out of the crowd and attacked Long Chen with swords.
Seeing them fighting out, a smile appeared on Long Chen's lips, and Yue Zifeng's big hand reached for the long sword behind his back again.
"die"
At this moment, a roar came out, and a sword energy streaked across the sky. At that moment, Long Chen felt his whole soul tremble, and the breath of death instantly enveloped him.
"boom"
A jade hand covered with frost and blood appeared in front of everyone, and the sword energy was instantly crushed by the jade hand.
"Puff puff……"
At the moment when the sword energy was crushed, the heads of the dozen disciples shot up into the sky and were cut off by the sword.
The sword energy clearly struck the necks of a dozen disciples first, and then struck in front of Long Chen and others. However, the dozen disciples did not react at all and continued to charge forward.
And when the sword energy was crushed, the heads of these disciples flew up. Everything looked so weird and unreasonable.
The sword energy was shattered, and everyone's tense souls suddenly relaxed. The terrifying death crisis gradually dissipated, but the fear in people's hearts could not be let go for a long time.
When the sword energy struck, the oppressive feeling of death made people desperate and helpless to resist. At that moment, they even felt the sickle of death, scratching against their necks, and they could even feel its coldness.
and bloody.
Fortunately, Feng Xinyue took action at the critical moment, but people found that Long Chen and Yue Zifeng were standing at the front with calm expressions and did not even move their eyelids.
Everyone narrowly escaped death, and some people's bodies could not help but tremble. Seeing these two people look like this, they couldn't help but admire and feel ashamed at the same time.
Feng Xinyue stood in front of Long Chen, her long skirt fluttering, her black hair flying, and her pair of star-like eyes looking coldly ahead.
"If you take action without my order, damn it!" The old man whose jaw was shattered by Long Chen's slap put his long sword into its sheath, and the sound of his soul was like an ice needle piercing people's ears and eyes.
At this time, his jaw was covered in blood and flesh, and he looked extremely scary. He had lost the ability to speak and could only speak with the power of his soul.
"You can really pretend. Don't you just want to try to see if there is anyone here who can match you?" Seeing the old man pretending to roar, Long Chen said with disdain.
The old man was driven crazy by Long Chen's slap. This sword was not reserved at all. On the surface, it was to kill those disciples, but in fact it was to test Feng Xinyue.
However, Long Chen looked sarcastic on the surface, but he was secretly alert in his heart. This person's endurance was amazing, and he did not lose his composure even when he was furious.
The old man looked at Long Chen, his mouth still dripping blood, but he was indifferent. His eyes were like those of a wild beast, making people afraid to look into them.
But Long Chen looked at him and said calmly: "If you have something to say, just say it, if you have a fart, just fart it, and then get out of here."
The old man said coldly: "I remember these two slaps of yours. You are truly worthy of being able to kill the silver-haired Cankong. I am not wronged.
The green mountains will not change and the green water will flow forever. Let me see if you can still be so arrogant after entering the Tianmai Xuanjing."
After the old man finished speaking, he waved his hand and left with the disciples of the Shadowless Sword Sect.
After watching their leaving figures for a long time, Long Chen and Feng Xinyue said in unison:
"This man is a character."
Feng Xinyue was stunned and turned to look at Long Chen. Feng Xinyue smiled and said, "How can you, a kid, be so old-fashioned when you speak?"
Long Chen smiled and said: "Master, you are like a twenty-eight-year-old girl, in your prime of life. You can say it, why can't I?"
Long Chen's flattery was so natural and smooth that even Feng Xinyue couldn't help but be amused.
After laughing, Feng Xinyue said: "This person is very tolerant. He has been humiliated twice in a row and can always remain calm. Next time we meet him, we must take his life, otherwise, it will be a trouble in the future."
Long Chen nodded and said: "Indeed, he came here arrogantly and domineeringly, deliberately irritating you, and wanted to find out your background.
After I slapped him for the first time, he immediately felt something was wrong. He already felt that we were waiting for an opportunity to destroy them.
Then he moved out of the Lingtian Divine Sword Sect. At that time, all his attention was focused on you, and he received my second slap.
In a rage, he used the power of punishing his disciples to lure you to take action. When he saw that the situation was not going well, he left immediately.
He has a clear grasp of Feng Shen Hai Pavilion's handling style, always leaving himself room for leeway and making prompt decisions without any sloppiness."
"Master, since you can deal with that old man, why don't we just kill them?" Tang Wan'er couldn't help but interjected.
Feng Xinyue and Long Chen smiled slightly, but neither of them gave an explanation. Long Chen ordered to continue setting off.