Chapter 5804: Bullying

Billions of colorful swords poured down like a rain of light, instantly drowning the demon army.

 "Puff, puff, puff..."

 The colorful swords were so sharp that even the flesh of a mid-stage Divine Emperor was pierced.

 As for the early Divine Emperors, they were pierced like melons and vegetables by the sharp swords.

 The torrent formed by the colorful swords was a turbulent flow. It was not enough to just block one direction. If you block the front, there are still the back. If you block the left, there are still the right. You take care of the front, the left, the right, and the left. There are also sharp swords shooting from the top and the bottom.

 Long Chen's attack was all-pervasive. In an instant, the strong men below the mid-stage Divine Emperor only lasted half a breath in the painful wailing, and were all killed.

 And those mid-stage Divine Emperors were also killed in a hurry. Dozens of mid-stage Divine Emperors, who resisted with all their strength, were still pierced through the head and killed instantly.

 After three waves of killing, there are only about 70 people left out of the 300 mid-stage Divine Emperors. However, these 70 people are the strongest among the strong, because those who are not strong enough have been killed.

 The most pitiful are those who are below the mid-stage Divine Emperor. They died in batches. When Long Chen used the Blade Storm, the crowd was cleared.

 They thought that Long Chen's big move was finished, so they surrounded him again. As a result, Long Chen used the Cross God Destroying Move. Although they were not at the core of the attack, the residual power crushed them directly, and the battlefield was cleared again. After

 releasing two big moves in a row, people thought they could finally take revenge, and surrounded him again, but they were cleared again.

 Three big moves in a row directly killed a large number of demon troops, and the number was directly halved. The most important thing is that those who besieged Long Chen are all top-level combat forces. After three big moves, 70% of the strong men in the late stage of the Divine Emperor were killed, and the mid-stage Divine Emperor strongmen were reduced from more than 300 to only more than 70.

 It can be said that Long Chen alone supported the entire battlefield. Now Long Chen made seals with his hands, and billions of colorful rainbows flowed. His black clothes floated, his long hair fluttered, and he looked like an undefeated god of war. Looking down at the battlefield, his temperament of looking down on the world was indescribably chic and handsome.

 "I say you are frogs in the well, but you still don't believe it. You have strength, but your moves are clumsy, your strength does not flow smoothly, and your body is as stiff as rust. Even under the threat of death, your perception range is compressed to only a few feet around your body.

 Outside, any wild monster of the same level can easily kill you." Long Chen looked down at the battlefield and said coldly.

 Whether it is the demon clan or the purple blood clan, except Luo Yanfeng and others who gradually became real warriors under the guidance of Long Chen, the others are all a group of half-baked.

 The real strong are all killed. The purple blood clan will naturally not let the disciples kill each other. The concept of the purple blood clan is to pass down the best bloodline.

 However, by fighting the demons, the awakening of blood was stimulated, and the strong ones who remained in the end were definitely the strongest and the most hard-working people.

 Although the demons have a unique advantage in training disciples, because they have strong fertility, especially those low-level demons, whose fertility is similar to that of mice, giving birth to one litter after another.

 However, the demons cannot guarantee that every outstanding disciple can gain enough killing experience.

 After all, the accumulation of killing experience is extremely dangerous. If it is not dangerous, it will be meaningless.

 Therefore, the top powerhouses of the demons are stronger than the purple blood clan in terms of overall strength, but the strength is also very limited. After all, no matter how weak the purple blood clan is, it is one of the strongest bloodlines of the human race.

 Long Chen's participation in this war is like an adult running back to kindergarten. Although the "children" in the kindergarten are not young, their overall strength is still far behind Long Chen. To put it bluntly, this is no different from bullying.

 However, it must be said that the feeling of bullying others is very pleasant. Killing people above their level with a group of people who don't know how to fight is as easy as drinking water and eating.

 If this happened outside, Long Chen would have to run away even if it was a group of early-stage Divine Emperor warriors, let alone the mid-stage Divine Emperor warriors.

 "Boom boom..."

 The torrent formed by billions of flying swords was raging back and forth, but those mid-stage Divine Emperor warriors also learned to be smart. They all leaned together to form a circular formation, so that one person only needed to deal with the flying swords in front of him, without worrying about the back.

 "Human kid, this trick of yours doesn't work on us. I wonder how long your bloodline power can last?" An old demon roared.

 Long Chen's flying sword torrent was surging, and its power did not decrease. However, everyone formed a spherical formation, and Long Chen could not do anything to them after several consecutive attacks. Obviously, Long Chen's attack could not threaten them. After

 all, the weak ones were killed. Although they lacked combat experience, they were mid-stage Divine Emperor warriors after all, and they were the strongest ones.

 "Old man, why are you so angry? Has Lord Yumo fulfilled his deal with you?" Long Chen said with a chuckle.

 When hearing Long Chen's words, the old man and Yumo in the crowd changed their faces, because the voice Long Chen used at this time was Ying Wudao's voice.

 "You..."

 The old man was shocked.

 "What do you mean by you? I have to thank you for putting me in the altar." Long Chen smiled slightly.

 At that moment, Yumo's eyes were also filled with fear, because that day "Ying Wudao" took her natal nameplate and ran away, almost causing a terrible disaster.

 Later, the old man guarding the altar found her again and asked her to fulfill her promise. Yumo didn't know what happened, how to fulfill her promise? In the end, the two almost fought. As

 a result, the old man thought that Yumo went back on her words and said something cruel, which would definitely make Yumo regret it, and Yumo was also confused and thought that the old man was crazy.

 Now that Long Chen had spoken, the two of them immediately understood that all of this was Long Chen's doing, but since this matter could not be exposed, they could only suffer in silence, but they dared not speak out.

 The old man guarding the altar was sweating profusely. He put Long Chen into the altar, and who knew what this kid had done inside. Thinking of this, he felt that he was going crazy.

 "Keep the formation, rush over together, and crush this little bastard to death." The old demon shouted.

 As the old man shouted, all the demons maintained the spherical formation and rushed straight to Long Chen.

 At this time, Long Chen's seven-colored blood sword could no longer threaten them. As long as they maintained the formation and did not get defeated one by one, Long Chen would definitely die today.

 "Huh"

 Long Chen suddenly put away the Mantian Divine Sword. In just a short while, Long Chen's seven-colored supreme blood power was less than 30% left. Such a large-scale attack consumed too much.

 "Kill!"

 Seeing Long Chen put away the colorful swords, the group of demon clan warriors still maintained their formation and rushed towards Long Chen.

 Facing these demon clan warriors, Long Chen opened his hands to face them, but he did not gather any strength. He shouted coldly:

 "Evil Moon"

 As Long Chen shouted, the whole world trembled violently, and then a loud bang came from the distance. At that moment, the faces of the demon clan warriors changed, because that direction was their lair.

 "Buzz"

 Suddenly, a black lightning came and directly penetrated the spherical formation of the demon clan warriors. Several people were directly hit into blood mist by the black lightning.

 "Snap"

 A long sword that was as black as ink, with a mighty shape and exuding endless evil aura, appeared in Long Chen's hand...