Zhao Ritian took the initiative to kill Long Chen, although at this time he no longer had the terrifying coercion that reigned in the world at his peak, but the violent power still made people tremble.
Even if he was at the end of the shot, he still made the strong people present feel terrified. Even a toothless tiger could still easily kill a rabbit. This was the difference.
"I'm a mortal? It sounds like you have become an immortal. You look like a person, but you can't speak human words." Long Chen sneered, waving his fists without the slightest timidity.
"Boom..."
Every time now, the blood splashes on Long Chen's fist, which looks extremely scary.
But Zhao Ritian wasn't much better. Even if Long Chen's qi and blood began to decline, his strength was still terrifying. Every time he fell, his arm collapsed, and even the debris fell off. The battle was extremely fierce.
But even at the end of the force, the invincible will of the two has not changed at all. They both firmly believe that they can defeat each other, and their hearts are always the same.
People can't help but sigh in their hearts, no wonder the older generation of strong people always say that the reason why the strong are called the strong is because they have an invincible will, a firm belief and an unyielding spirit.
This is the cornerstone of the strong. It is not visible in normal times, but in absolute adversity, it will be revealed.
No matter what kind of terrifying opponent you face, always being firm and not revealing any flaws in your mind is the key to a strong duel. If a person has a trace of fear, panic and other chaotic emotions in his heart, he will immediately lead to defeat.
There is no way to teach this kind of will, and there is no way to inherit it. It can only be tempered through countless battles of life and death, defeating each terrifying opponent, and finally tempering it.
The powerhouses present, regardless of enemy or foe, have deep admiration for Long Chen, because compared with Zhao Ritian, the innate gap between Long Chen and Zhao Ritian is too great.
But Long Chen was so confident from the beginning to the end. This confidence came from his experience, from the various hardships he experienced from a small secular country in the East Wasteland all the way to the peak of the cultivation world.
Natural emperor seedlings like Zhao Ritian and Feng Fei, others can only envy and envy, but for Long Chen, a person whose background and talent are in a mess, they can't give birth to jealousy, because what Long Chen has today, It's all self-defeating.
"I see how long you can last." Zhao Ritian roared, his hands not slackening in the slightest.
"It should be no problem to persist until June next year." Long Chen said lightly.
"Bullshit..."
"Snapped"
Under Zhao Ritian's distraction, he was suddenly slapped by Long Chen. Today's Long Chen's strength is not as strong as before. This slap did not pose a threat to him, but this blow was very humiliating and interrupted his words.
"You despicable and shameless guy, you are only capable of this, and taking advantage of others' unprepared shots, you are not as good as beasts." Zhao Ritian was unable to guard against this move, and was so angry that he scolded.
"Nonsense, where am I inferior to you?" Long Chen said angrily.
"puff"
Beitang Rushuang, who was originally engrossed in watching the battle, looked awe-inspiring, but when he heard Long Chen's words, he suddenly laughed.
Even Nangong Zuiyue couldn't help but smile, sighed and said: "This Long Chen, when is it, and he is still in the mood to bicker."
"I beat you all over with blood now, your power is fading faster than mine, the first one who can't hold on is you, today you are sure to die, you can just use your tongue, watch the power of qi and blood disappear, Death is approaching little by little, but you have nothing to do, do you really want to bite me?" Zhao Ritian said with a gloomy and sinister smile.
Feng Fei couldn't help frowning, Zhao Ritian started to drool, and even used psychological tactics, this was deliberately stimulating Long Chen, indicating that he was really dangerous and had to do it.
"Bite you? I don't eat shit, don't treat others as yourself, okay?" Long Chen counterattacked calmly.
I'm going, this language is so sharp, Mo Nian is already holding a longbow at this time, ready to rescue Long Chen at any time, but he is admired by Long Chen's sharp words, no wonder this kid is so popular with women, his mouth is not bad on his fist.
Mo Nian's divine power was quietly circulating in his body. Zhao Ritian's strength shocked him. He was indeed the Emperor Miao of the Protoss, it was too terrifying.
He was afraid that Long Chen would make a mistake, and he was ready to take action at any time, because the two would decide the outcome at any time, even life and death, he did not dare to be careless.
"I grass..."
"Snapped"
Zhao Ritian scolded twice, but was slapped back by Long Chen, and there was no room for a counterattack.
"You shameless bastard, you scold people if you can't beat him, do you all have this virtue?"
"Clap clap clap..."
Long Chen suddenly changed his fighting style, and he no longer fought recklessly with Zhao Ritian, his body swayed, and he slapped his forehand, but he slapped him again.
Zhao Ritian roared and grabbed frantically, but Long Chen refused to fight with him recklessly, avoiding a blow, and throwing his hand was a slap in the face, and once Zhao Ritian made a shot, he was slapped in the face.
Zhao Ritian attacked dozens of times in a row, and as a result, he received dozens of slaps, none of which was missed. The most shocking thing was that Long Chen's dozens of slaps were so smooth and smooth that no single swipe was repeated. .
"This move, I am afraid it is an unprecedented magical skill. There is no one in the past and no one hereafter. Even if the emperor is resurrected, he must be willing to bow down." A touch of admiration appeared on Beitang Rushuangqiao's face.
Although Long Chen always looks like a fool, and there is almost no seriousness, but this slap magic has already been created by the public, and no one can stop it.
Zhao Ritian was drawn and screamed. It was a world-shattering battle just now, and it was instantly downgraded to a scuffle that taught hooligans. No, the turning point was too fast, and they still couldn't react.
"I made you arrogant."
"Snapped"
"I made you domineering."
"Snapped"
"I let you go without a hat."
Every time Long Chen scolded, he avoided Zhao Ritian's blow and slapped Zhao Ritian in the face. No matter whether Zhao Ritian was attacking or dodging, this slap could not be avoided.
Zhao Ritian roared again and again, but he couldn't catch Long Chen, so angry that he was about to explode.
"Your source essence will be burnt out by your anger." At this moment, Feng Fei suddenly spoke up.
As soon as Feng Fei spoke, Zhao Ritian was shocked, like cold water, because the anger inspired by Long Chen was suddenly extinguished.
Feng Fei's opening, Nangong Zuiyue and others suddenly understood that at the last moment, the two of them fought for the last energy.
And when a person has less energy, the greater the impact on their emotions, which is why, at the last moment, people's reactions will become slow, and it is easy to make mistakes in judgment, that is, their emotions will be affected.
There are seven emotions: joy, anger, sadness, thinking, sadness, fear, and shock. If any one of them fluctuates too much, when the energy is about to be exhausted, it will seriously affect people's mind.
In particular, anger, fear, and sadness will consume a lot of energy invisibly. Zhao Ritian originally wanted to stimulate Long Chen's fear and collapse his psychological defense line, which can consume Long Chen's source power faster.
As a result, stealing chickens was not enough to eat rice, but was provoked by Long Chen's anger, and his tricks of carving insects instead reminded Long Chen that Long Chen did not fight recklessly and began to concentrate on slaps.
Under Zhao Ritian's rage, his Essence began to drain rapidly. If Feng Fei hadn't reminded him at the critical moment, his Essence would have been consumed at the fastest speed.
"Boom"
Zhao Ritian suddenly backed up, hugged his head with his arms, curled his body together, and quickly rolled back.
Long Chen didn't give him any chance to breathe, chasing after him, punching and punching.
"The cowhide is not small, and finally a woman is needed to remind you, Zhao Ritian's brain is made of iron lumps, no wonder you don't speak human words." Long Chen sneered, with disdain and ridicule in his sneer.
The two have been fighting so far, and they have always been relying on their strengths. As a result, Feng Fei couldn't help but speak. This was already tantamount to helping. If Zhao Ritian was not at an absolute disadvantage, Feng Fei's pride would not have spoken.
And the phrase "a woman's reminder" in Long Chen's mouth mocked both of them, especially Feng Fei's eyes were cold, and Long Chen was very disdainful of her actions.
And Zhao Ritian also changed his face. He needed Feng Fei's help in the fierce battle with Long Chen, which was equivalent to declaring that he was not as good as Long Chen.
"shut up."
Zhao Ritian let out a shrill roar, his big hand summoned in the void, and there was a bright golden long stick in his hand. Zhao Ritian actually showed his weapon, one stick swept Long Chen, and one stick swept down, the void was like a galaxy. Scattered, glowing with divine brilliance.
As soon as the weapon came out, Long Chen's heart froze, and a terrifying death threat filled Long Chen's heart. When the long stick was not swept away, Long Chen had already started to retreat.
It's just that this stick swept through the void, and the galaxy spread all over the sky, and it was inevitable. Long Chen resisted it with all his strength, and was shocked by the divine power attached to the stick.
He was not swept away by the long stick, but the scales on his entire body were still shattered and blood was dripping.
The powerhouses present were all astonished, what kind of weapon was Zhao Ritian holding? How is it so scary
But think about it, Zhao Ritian himself is a body of ten thousand gold, what kind of magic weapon can be favored by him? What can be used as a weapon by him must be a terrifying fetish.
The long stick in Zhao Ritian's hand shone with multi-colored divine light, the long stick appeared, and the surrounding void began to collapse in a large area, as if the world could not accommodate it.
"Long Chen, I, Zhao Ritian, are the seedlings of the emperor, you are just an ordinary man, and you actually let me use the Tiantian Panlong Stick.
Do you know how damned you are? You say, how should I kill you? "Zhao Ritian looked at Long Chen with killing intent flowing in his eyes, and said sensibly.
Long Chen looked at the bloodstains on his body, the dragon scales had disappeared, and the power of dragon blood fell into a deep sleep, temporarily unable to summon Canglong to fight.
However, Long Chen was not discouraged. Instead, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Seeing Zhao Ritian questioning, he disdainfully said:
"You're still such an idiot, and the questions you ask are so ridiculous that I'm too embarrassed to answer, if I answer, it will appear that I am as mentally retarded as you.
If the woman Feng Fei hadn't reminded you that your source essence was exhausted, I'm afraid you wouldn't even have the strength to use this stick, right? Are you embarrassed to say such arrogant words now
It's really worthy of being a slap in the face, do you know what shame is? Do you know that, in a way, you have lost.
Now you can still speak so arrogantly, I really don't know, where did your confidence come from? If I were you, I would have been hit and killed already, you know? "
"I lost? You fart, in this world, no one can beat me, Zhao Ritian. Today, I will let you experience the power of the most powerful magic weapon in the world, the Zhentian Panlong Stick."
Long Chen's ridicule shot into Zhao Ritian's heart like a poisonous arrow. He couldn't admit the fact that Long Chen said. Their faces changed, making them feel endless fear.
Long Chen snorted coldly, hesitated for a moment, and was thinking about whether to sacrifice the Heaven-shattering Seal or the Demon Moon Stove, when the earth below the dragon altar suddenly burst, and an evil aura rose up, as if the gate of hell had opened.
"How dare you be arrogant with a fire stick?" A dark, evil, bloodthirsty voice resounded through the world, making the scalp tingle. (To be continued)