"Pan Ping, you despicable and shameless scoundrel, if you have the guts, stand out! How dare you ambush the Yang Clan and cruelly murder their Clan Chief? You are utterly lawless! Don't you know the consequences of your actions?" Feng Kelei, the Clan Chief of the Feng Clan, stood on the arena, his face filled with rage, cursing in the direction of the Hei Tribe.
He and the Chinese Alligator, who was killed by Liu Chen, were close friends, their bond incredibly deep. Now that his friend had met a tragic end, Feng Kelei's anger was naturally difficult to quell. He unhesitatingly stood at the forefront of the Liu Clan Alliance, the first to step forward and challenge Pan Ping by name. This action immediately drew the attention of the Gu Masters from both the Hei Family and Liu Family, and everyone's gaze converged on Pan Ping.
Under the scrutiny of so many people, Liu Chen knew very well that he could no longer avoid this challenge. He took a deep breath and resolutely leaped out from the Hei Tribe, landing steadily in front of the Liu Clan Alliance.
"You old fool who doesn't know what's good for him, since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish and send you on your way!" Liu Chen showed no weakness, immediately raising his voice and roaring furiously at Feng Kelei.
"Damn brat, die!" Accompanied by this furious roar, Feng Kelei, like an enraged lion, lunged at Liu Chen.
Although Feng Kelei was already over fifty, his head full of white hair did not make him appear old and frail; instead, it added a few points of majesty and Aura to him. At this moment, his eyes were wide, his hair stood on end in anger, and his entire Aura surged out like a volcano, making people tremble with fear.
Around his body, a cyan-blue electric current snaked like a serpent, as if it had merged with him. These electric currents surged endlessly within his body, causing his originally aged frame to erupt with astonishing speed, like a bolt of lightning, instantly rushing before Liu Chen.
Liu Chen evidently hadn't expected Feng Kelei's speed to be so fast. He hadn't even had time to react before Feng Kelei's attack was upon him. Feng Kelei extended a sharp claw made entirely of lightning, striking fiercely at Liu Chen like a flash of lightning. This claw was as fast as a gust of wind and as powerful as thunder, clearly intending to catch Liu Chen off guard.
However, Liu Chen was no ordinary person; he reacted in an instant. He unhesitatingly activated his defensive Gu, and in a flash, a layer of clothing made of sharp blades covered his body. This was his defensive Gu, the Blade Armor Gu.
This layer of Blade Armor Gu was like an indestructible suit of armor, protecting Liu Chen tightly within it. Facing Feng Kelei's fierce attack, the sharp blades on the Blade Armor Gu gleamed with cold light, as if demonstrating their power to Feng Kelei.
However, Feng Kelei completely disregarded this layer of sharp blades. His lightning claw still struck straight down, even ignoring the possibility of his arm being pierced by the blades on the Blade Armor Gu, determined to severely injure Liu Chen.
With a loud "Bang," like a clap of thunder, it exploded on the battlefield. Liu Chen's body, like a kite with a broken string, was fiercely sent flying by Feng Kelei. His body rapidly flew backward through the air, stirring up clouds of dust.
Feng Kelei, who remained in place, was not in an optimistic situation either. Although his body was not sent flying like Liu Chen's, blood flowed profusely, staining the ground beneath his feet. In particular, one of his arms was riddled with holes from the Blade Armor Gu activated by Liu Chen, looking utterly gruesome.
"Brat, you must be dead now!" Feng Kelei's face revealed a triumphant smile. He seemed to have already concluded that Liu Chen was critically injured and dying, no longer a threat to him.
This move of his had killed countless heroes and elites in the past, allowing him to achieve his current Four-Turn high-level cultivation.
Many Gu Masters from the Liu Clan Alliance could no longer contain their excitement, cheering loudly for Feng Kelei. The deafening shouts seemed to pierce the sky, shaking the entire battlefield. Their faces were filled with excitement and anticipation, as if this victory was already firmly in their grasp.
Liu Wenwu, the leader of the Liu Clan Alliance, stood among the crowd, his lips also curving slightly into a joyful smile. He looked at Hei Lou Lan triumphantly, his eyes openly disdainful and mocking, as if to say, "You, Hei Lou Lan, are nothing more than this!"
However, in stark contrast to the clamor of the Liu Clan Alliance, the Hei Clan Alliance was unusually quiet. Hei Lou Lan's face was ashen, frighteningly grim, as if water could drip from it. Around him, the Hei Clan Gu Masters were all as silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to even breathe loudly, fearing that they might anger the commander of the Hei Clan Alliance.
However, just as the Liu Clan was basking in their smugness, Liu Chen's voice suddenly came from afar: "Old man, you'd better take care of yourself!"
Along with Liu Chen's voice, a brilliant blade light pierced through the air, striking directly at Feng Kelei. This blade light was extremely fast, like a meteor, carrying an unparalleled power that made people tremble with fear.
"Brat, you're still too green to kill me!" Feng Kelei was, after all, a seasoned veteran. Although he was old, his reaction speed was still extremely fast. He was enveloped in a layer of lightning armor, a defense formed by his Lightning Armor Gu. The Lightning Armor Gu immediately blocked the blade light, emitting a crackling sound.
However, the power of this blade light clearly exceeded Feng Kelei's expectations. Although the Lightning Armor Gu successfully blocked the blade light, the lightning armor on his body was directly cut open, leaving a gap that was difficult to heal. It was clearly caused by the erosion of the Blade Wound Gu.
"The next strike will finish you off, old dog!" Although Liu Chen's voice was weak, the killing intent within it was palpable, sending shivers down one's spine. His figure stood there swaying, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.
His defensive Gu worm had been completely shattered in the previous blow, leaving a charred claw mark on his chest, a trace of Feng Kelei's Lightning Claw Gu attack. Liu Chen's face was as pale as paper, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, clearly indicating that he was severely injured.
However, facing such a desperate situation, Liu Chen's eyes showed no trace of fear; instead, they revealed a resolute and ruthless glint.