The forging stage powerhouse, rushing towards Long Chen, punched and hit, the power of one punch can open up mountains and shatter mountains, which is extremely terrifying.
Although there is no explosive momentum, all rely on the power of the flesh, but there are too many people, hundreds of disciples of the Kaitian Zhanzong, Long Chen's fists are hard to beat the four hands, the hero can't stand the crowd, and his back is smashed in a hurry. One punch and a kick in the ass.
This punch is very powerful. If it is an ordinary casting stage powerhouse, it will definitely be smashed and vomited blood and kicked out.
"You are all so sick, I am here to worship the mountain gate." Long Chen shouted angrily, these guys are too barbaric.
"You are so sick, even if you are not sick, you will be beaten until you are sick, and you will be beaten to the death." A disciple of the Kaitian Zhanzong shouted.
Long Chen was furious: "Are you all idiots, why don't you tell me... I am stupid, I understand."
Long Chen suddenly remembered that Feng Xinglie had taken care of him when he came to Kaitian Zhanzong, and he could talk about anything, but don't be unreasonable, because no one told you about that stuff.
"Mad, isn't it easy to be bullied by Lao Tzu?" Long Chen was no longer polite, he opened a person's fist, and he punched the bridge of the person's nose.
"boom"
The man snorted in pain, covered his nose and exited far away, and then rushed up with tears streaming down his face, not because he was moved, but because of the sour taste that had to make him cry.
Even though the nose was bleeding, the man still did not give up, scolded, wiped the blood on his face, and punched Long Chen again.
"Nima, it hurts!"
Long Chen smashed a disciple of the Kaitian Zhanzong with one punch, but it was stolen from the back and a big bag was knocked out of the back of the head.
I don't know why these disciples of the Kaitian Zhanzong are so strange. When they hit with a punch, an inexplicable force constantly destroys the human body, and they can't quickly eliminate the injury.
At this time, Long Chen finally understood why those disciples who fought in the past would have bruised noses and swollen faces, which was extremely unsightly, and they did not use the power of heaven to heal their wounds. It turned out that healing was useless.
In fact, this is the very special mental method of the Kaitian Zhanzong - the God of War Canon. The power is weird and overbearing. If you are slapped by the disciples of the Kaitian Zhanzong, it will be over, and the scars will not be eliminated for a few days.
Long Chen touched the egg-sized bag behind his head, and couldn't help being furious. Seeing three people rushing towards him, Long Chen kicked one of them fiercely.
With this power, Long Chen showed no mercy. The man was directly kicked and smashed into a large area. At the same time, his fists slammed into the faces of the two disciples.
Long Chen was really angry this time. As a result, the faces of the two people were smashed in, and they suddenly passed out. Long Chen attached their thighs and slammed them hard. As a result, the two were smashed out like weapons. The screams sounded, and a large piece was thrown down.
"Mad, isn't it easy to be bullied by Lao Tzu? What kind of Lao Tzu is going crazy, and even I am afraid."
At this time, Long Chen was like an angry lion, angered by a group of wolves, waving his fists, and punching the disciples of the Kaitian Zongzong.
Although these disciples are all strong in the stage of casting, most of them are fifth- and sixth-rank Skywalkers, and they fight with Long Chen with the power of the flesh, and they immediately suffer a big loss.
"I mean, this kid's fist is so hard, we should... oops!" A disciple of the Kaitian Zhanzong was about to formulate a strategy, but he was kicked on the butt by Long Chen and flew into the air like a cloud.
At first, everyone surrounded Long Chen, but it turned out that Long Chen was chasing the disciples of Kaitian Zhanzong, and they were screaming.
Long Chen didn't care, he beat him to death if he caught one, but in less than a stick of incense, most of the people were brought down, and a small half fled in embarrassment.
"Don't fight, stop fighting, you're awesome." Someone shouted loudly.
Long Chen just stopped, but what shocked Long Chen was that these guys were beaten to pieces, and they quickly recovered.
Moreover, the damage caused by Long Chen quickly disappeared, but they left many scars where they accidentally injured themselves.
"Grass, we are here to welcome you, do you need such a heavy hand?" A disciple of Kaitian Zhanzong shook his arm and complained, his arm was broken by Long Chen just now.
"Let me tell you, if you do this, you won't have friends in the future." Another disciple of the Kaitian Zhanzong also muttered.
The two of them had just finished muttering when suddenly a figure appeared and kicked them out one by one.
"It's a dick thing, if you lose, you lose, complain about shit, and make friends? Are you fooling outsiders?" An iron-tower-like tall man with a long beard cursed angrily.
"Three Uncles"
Long Chen was overjoyed. That person was none other than Feng Xinglie, who rushed to Donghuang to support Long Chen. It was very cordial to meet him at this time.
"Hahaha, the boy is not bad, getting stronger and stronger, go, I will take you in."
After he finished speaking, Feng Xinglie scolded the disciples of the Kaitian Zhanzong again. It was useless to scold them. There were so many people that they couldn't even beat a single one.
The disciples of the Kaitian Zhanzong kept their heads down and said nothing. When Feng Xinglie and Long Chen left, everyone became active again.
At first, some people guessed the origin of Long Chen, and then they talked about the battle just now. As a result, the smell of gunpowder came out. You said that I accidentally injured my teammates. I said that you did not understand cooperation. As a result, Long Chen and Feng Xinglie have not gone far. , it has already started.
Long Chen was speechless for a while, this is too wary, just do what you say.
"The children have that temper. Young people are full of energy. It's not a bad thing to fight often. People are getting more and more solid."
Feng Xinglie explained, looking at Long Chen with a look of admiration: "But your kid is getting more and more powerful, even the third uncle, I am afraid that I am not your opponent now."
"The third uncle has won the prize. How dare the boy dare to be arrogant in front of you. However, thanks to the third uncle, you have granted the fourth style of Kaitian to let the boy escape from death several times and defeat the strong enemy. This kindness will never be forgotten by the boy. Yes." Long Chen said gratefully.
Feng Xinglie shook his head and said, "Don't say such things again in the future, it's easy to get beaten up, our Kaitian Zhanzong doesn't have so many stinky rules, we are all straight-hearted people.
What kind of kindness or affection, just keep it in your heart, say it, the taste will change, and we don't eat this kind of thing.
Here, you are treated like your own home, otherwise you will be beaten. In short, in Xuantian Dao Sect, you will be beaten if you listen or not, you just need to be prepared. "
I'm going, what's the situation? Long Chen suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. It seems that this time he came to Kaitian Zhanzong, which was a little different from what he thought.
After passing the mountain gate, there is a high mountain in front. All the mountains are huge boulders, no grass grows. All the buildings are carved out of rock, simple and desolate.
Along the way, Long Chen found that there were not many people in Kaitian Zhanzong, Feng Xinglie explained:
"The Kaitian War Sect has lost its former glory. There are now 13,000 disciples, including 3,000 from the outer sect and 10,000 from the inner sect."
"This... how could this be?" Long Chen couldn't help but be surprised, this is too little.
"The energy of the Heaven and Earth Spring is limited, and it cannot supply so many disciples to practice. This is impossible, but this is not a bad thing. People are not expensive. After all, only top geniuses can stand up to their reputation." Feng Xinglie said. , Although the surface is very indifferent, Long Chen can hear his worries from his mouth.
Following Feng Xinglie all the way, Feng Xinglie asked about the experience of coming to Zhongzhou, and he couldn't help but be happy when he heard that Long Chen was in trouble this way.
"You're very good, and it must be very suitable for the old man's taste." Feng Xinglie smiled.
"Who is the old man?" Long Chen asked.
"The old man is our suzerain, but our Kaitian Zhanzong basically doesn't recruit many disciples. Most of them are descendants of the strong in the middle sect, so no one calls the sect master, but the old man." Feng Xinglie explained.
Following the magic wind, there was a square in front of it. This square was very large. In fact, it was a high mountain, which was cut in half to form a square.
When Long Chen arrived, there were already thousands of disciples on the square, all standing there, and all of them were powerhouses in the stage.
What makes Long Chen's heart awe-inspiring is that this group of people is full of blood, and their eyes are like electricity. They are different from those who were at the door before. They are all real powerhouses. They are powerhouses who survived the killings on the battlefield. After the baptism of fire, there will be such a sharp breath.
"These are the inner disciples. They are the elites of our Kaitian Zhanzong. In the outside world, each of them has the strength to fight beyond the ranks. They are the future pillars of our Kaitian Zhanzong." Feng Xinglie looked at the disciples. , there was a touch of relief on his face, but also with a strong sense of pride.
Among the more than 1,000 disciples, the fifth-rank Skywalker occupies most of them, the small half are sixth-rank Skywalkers, and there are dozens of seventh-rank Skywalkers, which are indeed very powerful.
The most important thing is that they are all true masters, with firm eyes and restrained murderous aura. They are heroic warriors who are not afraid of death.
Right here, among the crowd, came out a big man with a sword eyebrow and a lion mouth. He looked very mighty, and turned out to be a powerful eighth-rank Skywalker.
"So strong"
Long Chen was startled, it was the first time he felt great pressure on an eighth-rank Skywalker.
Long Chen has killed several eighth-rank Skywalkers, especially the eighth-rank Skywalkers of the ancient clan and the Blood Killing Hall, who are even more powerful and unparalleled.
But these five people, when they are united, are not as pressured by the person in front of him. How can they not let Long Chen be shocked
The big man "Chang Hao" looked at Long Chen and clasped his fists.
"Long Chen" Long Chen also clenched his fists.
Feng Xinglie smiled and said: "Long Chen, Chang Hao is one of the top powerhouses in this generation, according to the few rules of our Kaitian Zongzong, he will challenge you.
He personally challenges you, that is respect for you, if you feel inappropriate, you can find someone else to challenge. "
After Feng Xinglie finished speaking, the eyes of the disciples of Kaitian Zhanzong became hot, and their eyes were full of anticipation.
"You are very strong, I believe you will not refuse." Chang Hao looked at Long Chen, and the fighting intent in his eyes had begun to rise. (To be continued)