Long Chen's slap was even more unexpected than the previous arrest. No one expected that Long Chen would dare to attack the deputy chief of the Tianhu clan.
No one was caught off guard by this slap. The deputy chief of the Tianhu clan was knocked to the ground by Long Chen's slap. The immense force deformed his face, and the sound of bones cracking echoed, sending chills down the spines of those nearby.
"Courting death!"
The powerful members of the Tianhu clan were furious and attacked Long Chen one after another. The clan leader was beaten—how could this be unbearable?
The deputy chief of the Tianhu clan was stunned by Long Chen's slap, his head spinning. He never dreamed someone would dare slap him.
"Whoosh!"
Long Chen slapped the deputy chief of the Tianhu clan to the ground. Seizing this opportunity, of course Long Chen wouldn't give him a chance to fight back. Grabbing his neck, he swung forward, treating the deputy chieftain like a weapon.
Originally, the Tianhu clan's strong warriors drew their weapons, ready to fight Long Chen to the death, but when they saw Long Chen grabbing their deputy chief and hurling him down, they were so frightened that they all retreated.
The deputy chief of the Tianhu clan was caught by Long Chen, both shocked and furious. Dark red runes lit up all over his body, and Long Chen's palm trembled violently, about to break free.
Long Chen snorted coldly, and suddenly his five fingers hooked like hooks, golden dragon scales appeared. His large hand instantly transformed into a dragon claw, its sharp claws deeply piercing into the neck bone of the Tianhu clan's deputy chief.
The deputy chieftain of the Tianhu clan shuddered violently. The runes that had just appeared instantly dimmed, and his vital point was caught by Long Chen, leaving him unable to move.
Although the Tianhu clan is an ancient demon beast, their neck is their vital point. For any tiger-type demon beast, the back of the neck is their biggest weakness.
In the mortal realm, when ordinary tigers move, they bite the back of the tiger's neck with their teeth. Once the cub is caught, it won't struggle and obediently lets its mother carry it.
Although the Heavenly Tiger clan was the emperor among tigers, they still couldn't escape this flaw. The back of his neck was grabbed by the dragon's claw, leaving him powerless and at the mercy of others.
The deputy chief of the Tianhu clan was both shocked and furious. His eyes were filled with wild killing intent. He roared:
"Foolish human, do you know what you're doing?"
"Smack!"
His furious roar was met with a fierce slap from Long Chen. Blood immediately poured from his injured cheek, burning with pain. The deputy chief of the Tianhu clan fainted, nearly knocked out by the slap.
"You're courting death! Let the clan leader go, or else ..." the Tianhu clan experts roared.
"Smack"
Long Chen said nothing and slapped him hard again. Although the deputy chief of the Tianhu clan was an innate Heavenly Venerable, his vital points were grasped and he couldn't defend actively. And how terrifying was Long Chen's power? Three slaps struck, leaving half his face smashed apart, a bloody mess, looking extremely terrifying.
At this moment, not only were the Tianhu clan's experts stunned, but even the Moonwatcher clan's experts were stunned. That was an innate-level Heavenly Venerable, a giant on equal footing with the clan leader.
Someone like this was actually caught and slapped, leaving them stunned. Isn't that just too brutal?
However, Long Chen's three slaps made their blood boil. Although the Moon Watching Clan and the Sky Tiger Clan were not mortal enemies, they had always been at odds and looked down on each other. Although there was no major war, there were still plenty of secret frictions. They had long hated the Sky Tiger Clan to the point of grinding their teeth.
Now that Long Chen had violently beaten their deputy clan leader, it was like swallowing a handful of ice shards when their throats were parched with parchment—it was indescribably exhilarating.
The Tianhu clan's strong warriors had veins bulging on their foreheads as they gripped their weapons tightly. They wished they could chop Long Chen into minced meat, but with the deputy chief in his hands, they couldn't attack or retreat, their eyes turning blue with anger.
"Let go of the clan leader. If you've got the guts, fight me one-on-one." At that moment, a young man stepped forward from the crowd and shouted sternly.
As soon as the young man appeared, Guo Ran and the others were startled. His blood surged to the sky, and three-colored runes surged around him.
"Supreme-level powerhouse."
When they saw this man, Guo Ran and the others were shocked. Even at the Immortal King realm, he had fused spiritual blood, spiritual roots, and spiritual bones. As soon as he stepped forward, his violent pressure made their scalps tingle. This man was truly terrifying—it was their first time encountering such a powerful Immortal King.
"Smack!"
Facing the challenge from that supreme-level prodigy, Long Chen remained silent and slapped the deputy chief of the Heavenly Tiger clan across the face.
"You... What do you want to do? "The Supreme Prodigy roared in anger.
"Smack!"
Long Chen slapped the deputy chief of the Tianhu clan across the face again. At this moment, Long Chen acted like he was holding the emperor hostage to command the lords. No matter what you said, I'll slap your clan leader.
The Tianhu clan's experts were about to go mad. Long Chen was unfazed by both soft and hard tactics; no matter what they said, every word he said, he would slap their clan leader.
"Kid, if you've got the guts, kill me." The deputy chief of the Tianhu clan was repeatedly slapped, his vital points restrained, unable to struggle, and he was about to lose his mind.
"Pfft!"
A long blade stabbed into his back, his chest protruding, blood raining down violently. In that moment, time seemed to stop.
Long Chen wielded the Minghong Blade, piercing through the body of the Deputy Chief of the Tianhu Clan. Long Chen's blade pointed diagonally toward the sky, releasing the vice-chief's vital neck points, but the blade carried the power to destroy heaven and earth.
In this situation, the deputy clan leader of the Tianhu clan didn't even have a chance to resist. As long as the power from Long Chen's long blade erupted, even if he was an innate-level Celestial Venerable, he would die.
The deputy chief of the Tianhu clan was shocked, angry, and terrified. When he arrived at the Moonwatch clan, he was arrogant and disregarded everyone except Xu Jianxiong.
But unexpectedly, in a moment of carelessness, a mere Immortal King seized a fatal vital point, resulting in a total defeat with no chance to turn things around. Now, with his life in Long Chen's hands, he was finally afraid.
"I didn't catch what you just said. Could you please say it again?" Long Chen struck at the deputy chieftain of the Tianhu clan, his face wearing a calm and indifferent smile.
But that smile was even more terrifying than the ferocious face of a demon. This guy killed without blinking.
"Alright, I admit defeat. What do you want?" The deputy chief of the Tianhu clan gritted his teeth and said.
He was afraid. Perhaps facing a true strongman, if his skills were inferior, dying on the battlefield would be one thing; there was nothing to be ashamed of.
But if he died at the hands of an Immortal King realm kid, it would be utterly humiliating and unworthy. He didn't want to die in shame.
"That's more like it! Young man, don't get so angry. We can talk things out properly. Long Chen said with a smile.
Long Chen's words nearly made the deputy chief of the Tianhu clan spit blood. For a young man like Long Chen to call him a young man was simply a huge irony.
"What do you want?" The deputy chief of the Tianhu clan said coldly.
"It's simple. My demands aren't high. Hand over those traitors, and trade their lives for yours." Long Chen said calmly.
As soon as
Long Chen said this, the traitors from the Moonwatch Clan changed their expressions dramatically, but before they could react,
"Bang bang bang...
They were knocked down by the Tianhu clan's powerful warriors, even silenced by their mouths, forbidding them from begging or cursing. Of course, they knew the clan leader's life was not comparable to those of these traitors.
Afraid Long Chen might change his mind, he directly knocked him down and tossed him to the Moonwatching Clan. Then, without a word, they stared coldly at Long Chen.
"Don't worry, I, Long Chen, always keep my word."
Long Chen smiled faintly, swung his long blade, and the deputy chief of the Tianhu clan was thrown off the blade. Freaking from the blade, the deputy chief's eyes instantly turned sharp as blades.
At this moment, the other powerful members of the Heavenly Tiger clan also gripped their weapons tightly, their auras rapidly rising.
"Why don't you accept it?"
Long Chen's long blade rested on the ground, blood still dripping from the blade. Looking at the powerful figures before him, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Good words can't persuade damned ghosts. If you want to die, I can grant your wish."
At that moment, heaven and earth fell silent, and fierce killing intent surged back and forth in the void. The Dragonblood warriors' large hands slowly reached toward the swords behind them.