Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
While Feng Qingyang was distracted by Feng Wuyan's defeat, Long Chen quickly stabbed out with the dragon halberd in his hand. A burst of Hong Meng's power swept through the air like a blazing sun. At the same time, the Hong Meng's power in Long Chen's meridians strengthened each of Long Chen's attacks by relying on the power of the Heaven and Earth Fire Dragon Art.
This time around, Long Chen's attack had caught Feng Qingyang off guard. After all, it was done in haste. Moreover, if Feng Qingyang had made a mistake before, he would be even more cautious.
Even though his good brother Feng Wuyan had been defeated, Feng Qingyang only turned around to glance at him. In less than a breath's time, Feng Qingyang once again condensed Hong Meng's power around him and charged straight at Long Chen.
Naturally, Feng Qingyang broke Long Chen's attack.
A burst of violent Hong Meng's power gradually subsided. Long Chen and Feng Qingyang took a few steps back at the same time. The Hong Meng's power around them also gradually calmed down.
This was the calm before the storm. At this time, the other side was accumulating power. They didn't even hold back and directly used their trump cards to attack.
"Although I thought of this from the start, it really happened. It's really unexpected." Feng Qingyang smiled. After the other members of the Tianfeng tribe went to help Feng Wuyan up, Feng Qingyang said to Hong Meng.
Long Chen nodded. Although the dragon halberd in his hand was no longer protected by the nine ice dragons, it still shone brightly.
"What's even more unexpected is yet to come. I'm not sure if you'll end up worse than your brother," Long Chen said with a smile.
"You and I are both smart people. There's no need to provoke me," Feng Qingyang snorted and said, "I'm a little curious. What kind of opportunities did you encounter that allowed you to accumulate so many trump cards? Nine strands of Primordial Force, Primordial Ice Soul, and the Brilliant Sun Technique of the Red Sun Tribe behind you. What's more, it seems like you have an even more secretive trump card in your hands. Could it be that you're really from the Red Sun Tribe? Even if you're from the Red Sun Tribe, you can't have so many trump cards! "
After being boasted by Feng Qingyang for a while, Long Chen was a little happy. To be able to have someone acknowledge his strength, even if it was an opponent, this kind of sincere recognition really made Long Chen feel proud.
"The Red Sun Tribe has nothing to do with me. The origin of the Brilliant Sun Technique is indeed a bit complicated. If we were friends, maybe I would really find time to tell you my experience. However, since you're standing on the opposite side of me, I won't tell you these things even if you ask me." Long Chen shook his head and said helplessly.
"If you don't tell me, I'm too lazy to listen. After you die, find someone who knows the Soul Searching Technique. I'll know everything after a hundred years." Feng Qingyang's expression suddenly changed, as if he was about to do something big.
"It seems that you're very confident?" Long Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "Since you know how many trump cards I have, why are you still pushing me? Could it be that this inheritance is so important to you? "
Feng Qingyang sneered and said, "Long Chen, don't you know the reason? My Tianfeng tribe is a big family and has a big business. Why would we care about the inheritance of a tribe in a small Spiritual World that has been destroyed for many years? I'm here to kill you for another reason! "
Hearing this, Long Chen's expression immediately became more dignified. He quickly asked, "Then why? I don't think I've provoked any forces. Those who have a grudge against me won't be able to invite the Tianfeng tribe! "
Feng Qingyang laughed and said, "You're thinking too much. You're really thinking too much. Even if my Tianfeng tribe isn't good enough, we won't do such shady business. Naturally, I won't tell you all of this. After all, a dead person doesn't need to know so much!"
As Feng Qingyang's words fell, waves of Primordial Astral Wind swept out from his body. At the same time, both of his hands began to form seals. One after another, hand gestures that contained deep meaning rushed out. The Primordial Qi around his body was like a tide as it swept over with a loud bang!
"What a pity. If you were a member of my Tianfeng tribe, my tianfeng tribe would definitely be able to rely on your power to reach the top of the Hong Meng Polar Tribes in a hundred years!" Feng Qingyang said clearly.
"Boom!"
Just as Feng Qingyang said this, the Hong Meng power around Feng Qingyang was also pushed to the extreme in a few short breaths. With the strange increase in this energy, the Hong Meng wind in this world of ice and snow also became more and more difficult to control.
However, it was as if these Hong Meng winds were gathering because of Feng Qingyang. At this moment, almost every wave of Hong Meng wind contained the power of the Hong Meng Shattering Force produced by Feng Qingyang's strength just now.
This force was mixed in the void, and these Hong Meng winds contained a strong force that seemed to want to shatter the void!
Seeing this, Long Chen recalled that when he was watching the battle previously, he had seen Feng Wuyan stimulate a similar force in front of Long Yuan. At that time, he had suspected that the Tianfeng tribe's power came from the wind between heaven and earth.
Now, it seemed that Long Chen's guess was right.
The Hong Meng wind whistled. Feng Qingyang's entire body twitched because of this violent whistling of the Hong Meng wind. His body constantly released vigorous Hong Meng Qi, which pushed the Hong Meng wind in the air to the extreme.
For a moment, the expressions of those who were watching the battle on the outskirts of the world of ice and snow seemed to have frozen. They did not move at all.
Anyone could see that Feng Qingyang wanted to end this battle quickly and not leave any more troubles for the future.
"Long Chen, you made me use this move. Even if you die today, your name will be known throughout the Small Spiritual World. Oh, no, it will be known throughout the entire polar region of Hong Meng!"
Feng Qingyang shouted at Long Chen with a ferocious expression amidst the whistling of the wind.
In the world of ice and snow, snowflakes danced wildly. Ice and snow flew everywhere. The Hong Meng wind blew until the sky changed color. Those who were outside the world of ice and snow could not help but retreat a long distance from the impact of the cold wind.
Not to mention Long Chen, who was right in the middle of the Hong Meng wind.
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