Chapter 5717 Zuo Yan, the Seventh Son of Ling Tian
Following the shout, a group of figures emerged, the leader of which was a middle-aged man with a square face, beard, and a long sword on his back.
As soon as he appeared, everyone including Long Chen felt their souls tremble. This was a terrifying sword cultivator.
Not only is he a swordsman, but he is also wrapped in the energy of chaos. This is a powerful God Emperor who was sealed in the era of chaos.
He did not show the divine crown, but his aura was countless times stronger than that of Hou Tianwu's father and the old woman of the Sea Whale clan whom Long Chen killed. He was not on the same level at all.
Behind that middle-aged man were countless young disciples carrying long swords on their backs. Their auras were like unsheathed sharp blades, chilling the soul.
"Lingtian Lineage"
When Long Chen saw this group of people, Long Chen's heart sank rapidly, but his eyes became more and more fierce.
When this group of people appeared, the fighting stopped instantly, and Tang Waner led everyone back to Feng Xinyue.
"Master"
Tang Wan'er was a little nervous and looked at Feng Xinyue.
"First wait and see what happens."
Feng Xinyue comforted.
This group of people is not large, only a few hundred thousand people. Compared with other ethnic groups, the number is very small.
But their arrival has brought huge pressure to countless people, because they are a group of terrifying swordsmen.
"Long Chen, do you recognize this guy?"
At this moment, the middle-aged man waved his hand, and two disciples walked out carrying a man covered in blood. When they saw that figure, the heads of Long Chen and all the dragon-blooded warriors buzzed,
One by one, they clenched the weapons in their hands, and the murderous intent spewed out, causing a large area of space to distort.
That person was none other than Yue Zifeng, but at this time, Yue Zifeng's body was covered with nails, and there were strange runes flowing on each nail. They were tortured on Yue Zifeng.
"Crunch..."
Long Chen's fists clenched loudly, veins popped up on his forehead, and black spots kept flashing in his eyes. Killing intent kept burning, and Long Chen's body began to tremble due to anger.
"Long Chen, calm down, Yue Zifeng's life is in their hands, it is not appropriate to act violently." Seeing Long Chen's expression, Mo Nian hurriedly sent a message.
However, Mo Nian was also panicked at this time. Although he was extremely powerful, Yue Zifeng was threatened and there was a God Emperor from the Chaos Era, so they did not dare to take action easily.
Seeing Long Chen's face filled with murderous intent, the middle-aged man seemed very satisfied and said coldly:
"This guy named Yue Zifeng killed hundreds of thousands of disciples of my Lingtian lineage in Tianmaixuan territory, and was eventually captured alive. What do you think I should do with him?"
"Cross the path." Long Chen said with a gloomy expression.
The middle-aged man didn't seem to understand the meaning of Long Chen's words. In his time, no one seemed to speak like this. A disciple whispered a few words to him, and then he looked at Long Chen and said:
"Without further ado, let him hand over the fragments of the divine sword and let the grudge be wiped out."
After hearing the fragments of the divine sword, Long Chen immediately understood. According to Long Chen's calculations, the fragments of the divine sword attracted countless sword cultivators and would inevitably cause a bloody storm.
However, based on Long Chen's understanding of Yue Zifeng, absolutely no one at the same level can defeat him. Even if he encounters a group attack, Yue Zifeng can escape intact even if he is defeated.
But at this moment, he was captured. There must be something fishy. Long Chen looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes as sharp as a knife, and he didn't say a word.
"You can rest assured that as the seventh son of Ling Tian, I, Zuo Yan, will definitely keep my word." Seeing Long Chen's eyes flashing, the middle-aged man said proudly.
The Seventh Son of Lingtian are the seven most powerful disciples of Lingtian Sword God, and this Zuo Yan is the seventh disciple of Lingtian Sword God.
In the era of chaos, the Seven Sons of Ling Tian had achieved great fame, and almost everyone in the spiritual world knew about it.
"You don't need to use any delusions. In front of me, you can only be regarded as a stronger ant at best. I advise you to give up your illusions and don't make unnecessary resistance." Seeing that Long Chen's eyes were still sharp, Zuo Yan sneered.
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"Don't talk useless nonsense. If you hadn't taken action personally, your Lingtian lineage would have been killed by my brother alone.
If you dare to say that it was not you who took action, I, Long Chen, will immediately cut off my head and give it to you." Long Chen said coldly.
"you……"
Zuo Yan was immediately furious, but he could not refute Long Chen, because just as Long Chen expected, it was he who struck from a distance and severely injured Yue Zifeng.
At that time, Yue Zifeng had just fused the fragments of the Sword God, which consumed a lot of soul power and was unable to maintain his peak state.
The fragments of the Sword God have been fused by Yue Zifeng, so Zuo Yan and others are worried. Yue Zifeng has merged with the fragments of the Sword God. If he wants to separate them, Yue Zifeng must take the initiative to do it himself.
If they are forcibly extracted, the Sword God fragments will be shattered together with Yue Zifeng's soul, and then they will be in vain.
Later, they learned that Yue Zifeng was the commander of the fourth legion of the Dragon Blood Legion. They immediately looked for the Dragon Blood Legion. When they learned that the Dragon Blood Legion was fighting a bloody battle, they immediately came to kill him.
Seeing that Long Chen and others cared so much about Yue Zifeng, he immediately felt more at ease. As long as they cared about each other, he would have a chance to get the Sword God fragments.
However, Long Chen's rhetorical question made him very angry, and he said with a gloomy face:
"Don't talk nonsense. If you lose, you lose. It can only be blamed on his lack of academic skills. Tell me, do you want him to die or live?"
"call"
Zuo Yan waved his hand, and the unconscious Yue Zifeng flew in front of him. He pinched Yue Zifeng's neck with his hands and looked at Long Chen with a threatening tone.
"Crunch..."
Zuo Yan's action was full of humiliation, and Long Chen's body slowly lowered.
"Long Chen..."
Mo Nian exclaimed, "You can't act recklessly at this time. This guy's strength is unfathomable. If he takes action rashly, Yue Zifeng will be dead."
"Whoever insults my brother will die!"
Long Chen roared angrily, and the thunder wings appeared behind him. The man was like a stream of light, and he slashed at Zuo Yan with one knife.
"Long Chen..." Bai Shishi and Tang Waner exclaimed at the same time.
"Boss..." Gu Yang and others shouted.
They couldn't imagine how Long Chen, who had always been calm and collected, could suddenly be so reckless. Yue Zifeng was still in the opponent's hands. Wouldn't his doing so hasten Yue Zifeng's death?
Feng Xinyue was stunned when he saw this scene, but when he saw Mo Nian's hand hanging down, secretly forming a seal, a flash of understanding suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Rumble..."
Long Chen's figure was like lightning, and the evil moon fell from the dragon bone. His indomitable momentum shocked countless people.
However, when he saw Long Chen rushing towards him, a look of surprise appeared on Zuo Yan's face. Seeing Long Chen slashing with his sword, he reached out with one hand and went straight to Long Chen's dragon bone Xie Yue to grab it.
"Buzz"
Just when people were horrified that Zuo Yan dared to defeat Long Chen's divine weapon with his bare hands, the purple divine crown appeared behind Zuo Yan's head.
When the purple divine crown emerged, the world was silent, and everything was still. Long Chen was shocked to find that he was imprisoned for an instant, and that indomitable sword suddenly became powerless.
"Snapped"
Dragon Bone Evil Moon slashed at Zuo Yan's hand, but was unable to injure him at all. At that moment, the hearts of the dragon-blooded warriors sank to the bottom.