Chapter 5951: Killing the Three Strongest Lotus

 The divine ring was circulating, the purple air was rising to the sky, the vast dragon might was covering the universe, Long Chen was like a dragon blood war god, with endless killing intent, he walked towards the three strong men of Lian.

 "Fujitora, kill him!"

 Facing Long Chen who was approaching step by step, the three strong men of Lian were actually afraid from the bottom of their hearts, and roared at Fujitora.

 At this time, Fujitora was also struggling. Under the pressure of the three strong men of Lian, he finally agreed to turn to the three strong men of Lian.

 However, the three strong men of Lian did not let him make a public statement immediately, but found three forces with similar strength to him, and took him down with his power.

 But now Long Chen fell from the sky, with amazing means, and even the powerful three strong men of Lian were severely damaged to this extent.

 The most important thing is that with the destruction of the Undead Demon Forest, Long Chen's identity also surfaced. He is the youngest dean in the history of Lingxiao Academy, suspected to be the descendant of the Nine Stars. Who would be willing to provoke such an existence with endless potential?

 If he took action, in case Long Chen and his men ran away, their Purple Cloud Spirit Vine clan would have to wait for Long Chen's bloody revenge in the future.

 If he didn't make a move, and the three Lian warriors ran away, the Purple Cloud Spirit Vine Clan would still have to face his revenge. At that moment, he was in a dilemma.

 Fujitora gritted his teeth, and cold sweat broke out on him, but he didn't dare to move. Obviously, he was still watching.

 Long Chen seemed to have known that Fujitora didn't dare to make a move. From beginning to end, he didn't even look at him. Everything was under his control.

 At this time, Long Chen was secretly glad in his heart that he came too timely. If these four strong men were taken under the command of the three Lian warriors, it would be bad.

 At that time, the three Lian warriors would use these people to pry open the forces of the entire plant system with emperor-level strongmen, and then they would wipe out the old members who were not from the Nether Willow Clan at a lightning speed.

 In that case, forces like the Undead Dragon Sophora Clan would be uprooted, with corpses everywhere and blood flowing like a river.

 "Little beast, do you think you can kill me? Dream on!" Seeing Long Chen approaching step by step, Lian Sanqiang saw that he could not drive Fujitora, roared, took a step forward, and punched Long Chen fiercely.

 "Om"

 Facing the boxing gloves transformed by Lian Sanqiang's imperial weapon, Long Chen did not dodge or evade, and held the giant sword in his hand horizontally to block the blow.

 "Bang"

 with a loud bang, Long Chen was shocked and his blood surged. He retreated seven or eight steps before he stabilized his body.

 Although he was repelled by a punch, Long Chen was ecstatic in his heart. After so much consumption, Lian Sanqiang finally weakened to such a point.

 Long Chen looked at the broadsword in his hand. The blade was intact. Longgu Xieyue was right. Although it was just a small scale, it was already able to compete with the imperial weapon.

 In this way, Long Chen was more confident. He took a step forward, the sound of dragon roared, purple blood rushed to the sky, and the broadsword was raised and slashed down.

 "The Remnant Moon Shocks the Sky!"

 "Boom boom boom..."

 Long Chen's body was as fast as lightning, and his giant sword was like a violent storm, slashing out seventeen swords in one breath. Lian Sanqiang was able to gain the upper hand in the first few swords, but the middle few swords were tied, and the last few swords were evenly shocked and retreated.

 With the blessing of the giant sword, Long Chen's dragon blood power had a place to vent, and he chopped desperately with a big move like the Remnant Moon Shocks the Sky as if it was free. With a loud

 "bang"

 , in the horrified eyes of countless people, Lian Sanqiang's boxing gloves were actually shattered by Long Chen's sword.

 "Puff"

 The innate divine weapon, without the blessing of the innate imperial energy, and because of the continuous heavy blows, finally couldn't hold on and was beaten alive, and Lian Sanqiang also spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his soul was severely damaged.

 "Little beast, wait for me!"

 Lian Sanqiang's face was full of resentment, and his figure flashed. With a loud bang, Lian Sanqiang, who was about to disappear in the air, seemed to hit an invisible wall. Not only was he bounced back, but a duck egg-sized bump was also knocked out on his forehead.

 " If I let you escape, the boss will scold me to death!" At this moment, Bai Xiaole's figure appeared in the void at some point. Behind him, a purple-eyed demon fox like a mountain, with nine tails erected, enveloped the entire world. 

 Bai Xiaole and Xiaojiu had not made a move, waiting for this moment. Even as powerful as the emperor, he needed to break through the void to leave. Bai Xiaole's pupil technique merged with Xiaojiu, imprisoning this space. Lian Sanqiang, who was already at the end of his strength, was directly bounced back. 

 "Puff" 

 When Lian Sanqiang's head was buzzing, a broadsword directly pierced his body from behind. 

 "Puff, puff, puff..." When the broadsword pierced through Lian Sanqiang's body, countless sharp spikes with barbs appeared on the broadsword, piercing Lian Sanqiang like a sea urchin. 

 "Ah..." 

 Lian Sanqiang screamed miserably. His blood essence, imperial spirit, and soul were actually absorbed by the broadsword, and his body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. 

 "Don't kill me, I am willing to be your slave. Please plant the slave mark on me. I am willing to tell you all the secrets. I don't want to die!" Lian Sanqiang screamed in horror. 

 "You don't want to die? Does Emperor Changtian want to die? Does Lord Xihua want to die? Or do the thousands of predecessors of the Undying Dark Willow Clan want to die?" Long Chen looked at Lian Sanqiang with a gloomy face and gritted his teeth. " 

 I was wrong, I was wrong, I am willing to compensate you, I have many secrets, I still have many treasures, as long as you are willing to spare my life..." Lian Sanqiang screamed in horror. 

 "Puff" 

 At this moment, Long Chen pointed out with one finger, piercing Lian Sanqiang's eyebrows, and directly crushed his soul. L

ian Sanqiang's body trembled violently, and his eyes were full of confusion. Before he died, he couldn't figure out why Long Chen, who was an emperor-level strongman, wanted to be a slave to Long Chen and give him everything.

What Lian Sanqiang didn't know was that not everything in this world could be traded, at least not in front of Long Chen. 

 Lian Sanqiang's spirit was all sucked dry by the giant sword, and it was because of this that Long Chen could kill the emperor-level strongman with one finger. 

 However, Lian Sanqiang was just a body without any value at this time. Even if he was thrown into the black soil, he couldn't decompose the breath of life. 

 Long Chen didn't expect that the dragon scale given to him by Longgu Xieyue would have such a terrifying power. 

 "Plop" 

 Long Chen put away the giant sword, and Lian Sanqiang's body fell to the ground. A generation of emperors was killed just like that. Fujitora and other strong men couldn't help but shudder. 

 This Long Chen is too terrifying. He is just a heavenly saint now. If he is promoted to the human emperor, I am afraid that he will have the strength to fight or even kill them alone without the help of external forces. 

 Long Chen turned around and was about to leave, but he suddenly stopped and reached out to collect Lian Sanqiang's body. 

 An hour later, on the gate tower of an ancient city controlled by Brahma Pill Valley, the body of an emperor appeared. At that moment, the whole ancient city was boiling, and then the news that the emperor Lian Sanqiang was killed spread rapidly.