A green light suddenly flashed around He Songyan's body. Soon after, the empty space where his body was located immediately shattered. A couple of green lights were emitted and directly swept towards the eight golden dragons that Long Chen had commanded in the air.
Go.
Long Chen and his family had recovered most of their strength. When they saw He Songyan's move, they naturally understood that He Songyan was serious from the start. His goal was obvious. He wanted to kill Long Chen with all his strength before he recovered from his injuries!
However, Long Chen was not afraid. After all, he was the one who killed the white-haired old man at the third level of the Hong Meng Consolidation Realm!
Since you're so fierce, don't blame me for returning the favor!
Long Chen waved the Dragon Halberd in his hand. The eight golden dragons directly dodged He Songyan's move and whistled at Long Chen's side.
Long Chen burst out a fierce Hong Meng aura and directly supported the eight golden dragons.
The eight golden dragons' aura surged again. Long Chen directly focused all his attention on the eight golden dragons. With the support of the Primal Chaos Golden Codex, the Eight Part Heavenly Dragon Technique was used to the extreme. Seeing this scene, He Songhua's expression did not change. It was no wonder. When Long Chen was fighting with the white-haired old man, he used more powerful attacks than this scene. In He Songyan's eyes, this scene was really nothing.
What?
He Songhua's figure flashed. The long sword in his hand suddenly dissipated and turned into a Sword Qi of Spiritual Energy. It directly penetrated He Songhua's body.
One with the Sword!
At this time, Long Mu shouted loudly, "I know. The thing in this person's body should be a Sword Spirit!"
"Sword Spirit?" Long Chen was slightly surprised. He asked, "What is that?" "All divine objects have spirits. For example, the Dragon Halberd in your hand. If you have enough power, it can naturally produce a spirit that belongs to the Dragon Halberd itself. Right now, there should be such a Sword Spirit in that person's body. However, that Sword Spirit was obviously a Sword Spirit.
It's not in that person's sword, but in that person's body. Therefore, this Sword Spirit should not be able to find its own sword! "Long Mu said slowly.
"If that's the case, what should we do?" Long Chen could feel the violent energy coming from He Song Yan and could not help but feel worried. Long Mu's voice became a little sly. He smiled and said, "Since the sword spirit in his body is just a wandering thing, then it's much easier. For spirits, the thing they fear the most is sound waves. Try the Heavenly Dragon Howl I gave you before and compare it with the Ba Bu Tian.
With the combination of the Dragon Art, we will definitely be able to defeat it! "
Long Chen nodded and immediately agreed to Long Mu's suggestion. The eight golden dragons formed by the Ba Bu Heavenly Dragon Art were already like real dragons under Long Chen's full support. If he controlled the eight golden dragons to perform the Heavenly Dragon Howl, then the Heavenly Dragon Howl would be changed to the Golden Dragon Howl!
And this move would be called the Ba Bu Heavenly Dragon Howl!
Long Chen looked at the glaring sword light and immediately held his breath. The aura of Hong Meng around him fluctuated, and the eight golden dragons roared out!
"Rise!"
With Long Chen's low shout, the eight golden dragons soared into the sky at the same time, and there was a dragon roar in the air.
Ba Bu Heavenly Dragon, Dragon Howl to the Firmament!
The huge dragon roar came, and it directly enveloped the aura of Hong Meng between heaven and earth. Suddenly, a wave of ripples rolled out, and without any explanation, it rushed towards the sword light.
The huge sound wave came, and the sword light's movement slowed down a lot.
"What's going on?" He Song Yan's voice came from the sword light.
After a while, another voice came from the sword light.
"The dragon roar caused great damage to me, and my strength has been damaged!"
"What? I didn't feel anything from the dragon roar, how could … "He Song Yan was shocked. "Maybe he has sensed my existence, so he chose to attack me with the sound wave. My Sword Spirit's spiritual body is too weak. If it was an ordinary Hong Meng attack, it would be fine, but this sound wave attack is really unbearable!" The Sword Spirit's voice was very weak.
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"If I retreat now, I won't have the chance to attack again!" He Song Hua was furious.
"Do you want to win this battle? Or do you want me to live? " The Sword Spirit was also furious, and said, "Let me live. When you find my host sword in this small Spiritual World, you will have plenty of chances to get rid of this person in front of you!"
While He Song Yan was hesitating, Long Chen's Eight Groups of Heavenly Dragon Roar still wrapped around He Song Yan's sword light.
He Song Yan had used a killing move from the very beginning, which was to let himself and the Sword Spirit become one, so that he could cut out a huge Hong Meng Sword Qi, which could kill the enemy with one blow.
However, He Songyan had never expected that such a powerful attack would be defeated by Long Chen's improvised Eight Division Heavenly Dragon Roar. He Songyan was extremely dissatisfied with this outcome.
But no matter what, if he lost this move, it would be really difficult to take advantage of this opportunity to kill Long Chen in the future.
"Don't make any more useless resistance. Let's take advantage of the fact that that person's injury has not healed and his attack is not fierce. Let's escape quickly. Revenge is a dish best served cold!" The Sword Spirit's voice sounded again.
"Now that uncle is dead, I'm the pillar of the Great River Tribe. Where can I escape to?" He Song Yan was really regretful. If he had used another move, Long Chen would have been killed by his sword.
"I've already said that if you continue to charge forward, my primordial spirit will dissipate and my spiritual energy will collapse. At that time, even if you find my host sword, you won't be able to become a Sword God!" The Sword Spirit was furious.
Although He Song Yan was very unwilling, he chose to stop for the safety of the Sword Spirit in his body.
The green sword light slowly stopped in mid-air, and the vibrating sound waves also slowed down a lot.
"Take advantage of the fact that she hasn't reacted, let's go!"
He Song Yan's body gradually recovered from the sword light, and he showed an angry expression to Long Chen. Obviously, he was furious. When Long Chen saw this scene, he naturally understood that Long Mu's move had worked. Although the power of the Eight Division Heavenly Dragon Roar was not as powerful as the real Heavenly Dragon Roar, it could cause an indelible injury to the sword spirit in He Songyan's body at a very small price.
In this way, the thing that He Song Yan was so proud of became vulnerable in front of Long Chen.
"I'll give you a chance. You can go. I won't make things difficult for the people of the Great River Tribe!" Long Chen said lightly.
He Songyan understood that he had lost the opportunity from before. Now that he had lost his trump card, he had no chance of winning against Long Chen again.
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