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"Crack ~ ~ ~"

The long sword was smashed into an arc by the heavy blow, and then heavily smashed onto Long Chen's chest. Following a crisp sound, several of the ribs on his chest were broken, and as he was knocked backwards, both his legs had already sunk into the ground, causing him to cough out a large mouthful of blood.

Long Chen looked at a group of people that suddenly appeared not too far away. The leader was a man dressed in fine clothes, his eyes were crimson red, his upper body was bare, and a demonic glow was on his face. He held a thick iron chain in his hand, and at the other end of the chain was a large iron hammer.

"You didn't die, did you, kid?" A voice filled with concern came from Sharp Scales in his head. Long Chen's face was a bit pale, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. Gritting his teeth, Guan Lao Da shook his head as he used his sword to pull his legs out of the ground.

"You want to run after killing my son?" The man panted heavily as he spoke angrily. Behind him stood the six or seven Black Barbarian Sect members, glaring at him like tigers stalking their prey.

"Did your son make the first move?" Long Chen replied. The sword in his hand clenched tighter and tighter until his knuckles turned white.

"Brat, this bunch of mad dogs are unreasonable." Sharp Scales' voice came into his mind.

"Oh? "Haha!" Xue Man angrily smiled and pointed at Long Chen with one hand. "Even if my son wants to kill you, you deserve to die! But you killed my son, so you're not going to die, you're going to die! "

With a flick of his right hand, the iron chain rumbled and the hammer flew back to Xue Man's shoulder.

The Sharp Scaled Beast lay prone on the ground with its four claws tightly clamped onto the ground. The scales all over its body stood erect, each one an inch away from its body. "Brat, let me deal with this ugly one. You just need to hold on and block the others. After I kill that ugly one, I'll come and help you."

Long Chen didn't say anything. He brandished the longsword in his hand and his sword hummed. He took a step forward and his body was already out of the way.

"Humph!" "You're courting death!" With a swing of his arm, the iron hammer whistled as it charged towards Long Chen. Seeing that the iron hammer was about to approach Long Chen, Sharp Scaled up with a low shout, the scales all over his body turned into a disk that swiftly appeared in front of Long Chen to block him.

"Clank ~ ~ ~"

Sparks flew in all directions. Xue Man turned his head to look at the incoming scales and his eyes became serious. "Hei Man, kill this boy!"

With a tug on the chain, the iron hammer flew back. Xue Man swung the iron hammer in his arm, causing a strong wind to blow. Once again, he swung it and struck the sharp scales.

The scale that was stopped in mid-air turned, and the outermost scale flew out and attached itself to the back of the sharp scale again. The cold light was sharp like a blade, and the moment the scale blocked the hammer, the sharp scale turned into a shadow and rushed out.

Hei Man grinned as he pulled out a ghost-headed broadsword. The row of iron rings on the back of the broadsword let out a jingling sound.

"You guys don't move first, I'll do it." After saying this, Hei Man charged towards the approaching Long Chen. He leapt into the air, raised his hand, and ruthlessly chopped out with his saber. The blade was covered in a layer of bloody light, and in the blink of an eye, it had arrived above Long Chen.

"Phantom Steps!" Long Chen's body swayed left and right. Immediately, three identical silhouettes appeared. They were all Long Chen's. The Black Barbarian was slightly alarmed and chose to chop one of them down.

Boom — —

The ground exploded and soil was turned over. That figure was destroyed along with the sound of the explosion. The other two figures did not slow down in the slightest. Their target was obviously those who were weaker than the Black Barbarian Tribe members.

Hei Man laughed sinisterly as he raised his blade towards Long Chen's figure. The swords in the hands of the two Long Chen shadows trembled, and three illusory swords immediately appeared around the swords. They revolved rapidly around the swords.

"Go!" He swung the sword and the sword flew out. In the blink of an eye, the sword pierced through the forehead of one of the enemies.

"Die!" With a few jumps, Long Chen disappeared into the distance. He looked coldly at the group of black barbarians, mainly because of the difference in strength. If Black Man was of the same level as him, he could have killed them in a single strike.

"Brat, I will let you know how big the difference is between the Refinement Stage and the Core Formation Stage!" The Black Barbarian's face was dark. He raised his broadsword with his right hand covered in a bloody glow. A bloody mist slowly wrapped around the broadsword along his arm. The ghost head on the handle of the broadsword seemed to have come alive.

With an angry roar, the large blade hacked down furiously. A ten foot long blade light pressed down on Long Chen. Long Chen's face was pale, and the stifling pain in his chest made him feel like suffocating. He fiercely bit down on the tip of his tongue and stared at the incoming Saber Rainbow. His face began to hurt from the strong gale that was carried by the sabre rainbow.

The sword lifted up, and then danced as it flew. The sword turned, and its tip hooked up several times, as if to draw a line. As the blade and the rainbow pressed down, the pitch-black sword pointed forward, and a pitch-black lotus formed from three petals spun through the air and shot forward.

Boom — —

A thunderous sound rang out as the blade shattered into pieces. The black lotus did not slow down in the slightest as it headed straight for the group of the black barbarians. The black barbarian's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Assemble the formation!" With a low growl, Hei Man tumbled down among the five people behind him. The five of them knelt down on one knee, bit the tip of their tongues and spat out a mouthful of vital blood, the big black blade fell on the ground, tearing open their chests, and also spat out a mouthful of vital blood. The six mouthfuls of vital blood landed on their chest, causing the flower of blood on their skin to wriggle.

Long Chen's face paled as the spirit energy in the whirlpool in his dantian was sucked clean.

"I want you dead!" Seeing Long Chen teetering on the verge of collapse, the Black Barbarian angrily roared, and the blood on his chest spurted out like a bloody snake. The flower petal angrily opened up, revealing a circle of sharp fangs and that cold, heartless eye.

Long Chen looked at the incoming blood flower with a crazy expression on his face. His hair was torn apart and his hair was fluttering in the wind, but in the next moment, his head of shiny black hair turned gray and dried up. Soon after, his skin started to shrink, and in the blink of an eye, he became like a dried up corpse.

"The first move of the Prodigious Demolition Sword!"

The sword fell, without any fluctuation, as if nothing had happened. The blood continued to rush forward, directly smashing into Long Chen's chest, but the moment it touched Long Chen's chest, a ray of light wrapped around the blood flower, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Long Chen's body swayed a few times, and then fell head first onto the ground.

The position of the Black Barbarians across from him hadn't changed. Strangely, even their expressions hadn't changed. It was as if time had stopped at that moment.

As the wind blew, the six of them fell to the ground, no longer alive.

On the other side, when he saw that Long Chen had arrived, he cried out in his heart, "Oh no! It's over! It's all over!"

Xue Man's entire body was covered in wounds. He seemed to have become a man made of blood. The large iron hammer in his hand was cut in half.

"Grandfather, I'm not playing with you anymore." Xue Man didn't even have time to react before the iron chain left his hand. The iron hammer chain entered the sharp scale's mouth and a string of black shadows flashed by. Xue Man fell straight to the ground. A line of blood on his neck was extremely eye-catching.

As the sharp scales turned around, a bloody line suddenly lit up on Xue Man's face. A tiny figure appeared from the top of Xue Man's head, four small iron hammer phantoms circling around it.

"You want to leave?" The scales flew out, forming a ball that trapped the little guy within. The sharp screams made everyone's scalp tingle. The scales spread out, and they shined brightly.

He walked to Long Chen's side and silently cursed at a madman, but his eyes were filled with praise. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the black barbarian's large saber and opened his mouth to inhale.

"Sigh!" It's hard work and hard work, but I'm working so hard! " Sharp Scales let out a wail as the scales once again flew out of his body and condensed into a disk that carried the two of them into the distance.