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Chapter 9

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Only death awaits.

In the courtyard in front of Long Chen's door, dozens of people were watching coldly from the sidelines. They were all waiting to see him make a fool of himself. The moment they saw Long Chen rush out, they all sneered.

Not to mention Long Chen, the two guys in front of him were close to twenty-five or twenty-six years old. Their cultivation was around the fourth level of the Mortal Martial Realm. They had followed the Great Elder for many years and their battle prowess was extraordinary. Now that Long Chen had actually rushed out first, he was simply courting death.

"What, Long Chen actually wants to fight two people by himself!"

"Could it be that he has lost his mind? Although these two people are not from the Long Family, their strength is not weak …"

"Just because he obtained some benefits from the Immortal's Legacy, he actually dares to be so arrogant!"

Seeing Long Chen jump down the stairs from the door, his figure had already rushed in front of the two people in front of Long Ying. His two fists were like dragons, one on the left and one on the right. He was obviously going to take down the two people in one fell swoop!

So fast!

The two attendants' expressions changed. They did not expect Long Chen to be so decisive and fast. However, the two of them were still at the fourth level of the Mortal Martial Realm. They thought in their hearts that no matter how powerful Long Chen was, so what if he fought two people by himself?

The two of them were not the slightest bit afraid of this fist. With a shout, they suddenly met it head on!

Puchi!

Ah ah …

Four fists collided. Two scalp-numbing tearing sounds rang out, followed by a series of mournful cries. The air was instantly filled with the smell of blood.

The surrounding people all sucked in a breath of cold air. The dozens of Long Family disciples who were watching the show retreated a few steps in shock. They felt their backs drenched in cold sweat and their eyes filled with fear. There were even some who could not bear it and directly bent over to vomit.

The two people who were facing Long Chen's fists directly had their arms forcefully broken from the joints. The bones in their arms protruded out. The scene was extremely bloody. The two people's faces were as white as paper, and they continuously howled in pain.

Very few of the Long Family disciples had seen such a bloody scene before …

In everyone's eyes, the current Long Chen was no longer the trash of the past. His imposing aura caused people to involuntarily feel fear.

However, Long Chen stood in place and looked at the blood on his fist. He didn't even frown. He just stared at the two of them and said coldly, "Although the two of you have been given the surname Long, you are still my Long family's dogs. Today, you have offended your superiors. One of your arms will be broken!"

These two were only in the 4th level of the Mortal Martial Realm and had only opened four Martial Veins. As for Long Chen, although he was only in the 4th level of the Mortal Martial Realm, he had eight Martial Veins. The strength of his fist was comparable to an ordinary 8th level of the Mortal Martial Realm, reaching a terrifying 800 jin!

"Good, good, I didn't expect this! "You actually hid it so deeply. With such a temperament, you can no longer be considered trash. Only then will it be interesting …" Although Long Ying's body was splashed with blood, his expression did not change in the slightest. Instead, his fighting spirit increased.

Long Chen's attack made his heart slightly startled, but he did not care. After all, those two were only at the 4th level of the Mortal Martial Realm. Moreover, Long Chen's attack was sudden, so his failure was understandable.

"Interesting?" When Long Chen heard this, the corner of his mouth curled up into a cold smile. His eyes narrowed as he said: "The two of them have offended their superiors. One arm is enough, but you … You have to die!"

"Oh?

You think that you can kill me after winning against these two trash? Let me show you what a battle is! "Long Ying sneered. His body moved, and his sturdy body pounced towards Long Chen like a fierce tiger descending the mountain.

From the bottom of his heart, Long Ying looked down on the main branch of the Long Family who had never experienced life and death situations …

A pale green cold light appeared on his fists. The sound of his fists pierced through the air, as if they were two pieces of iron and stone.

Hmm?

Long Chen raised his eyebrows, secretly thinking that he had underestimated Long Ying. The fist that was originally rushing out slightly retracted, and he took a step back, easily dodging the fist.

Qinggang Iron Sand Fist, this was a type of fist technique that trained horizontally. Every day, one's fist would be hammered seven times within the iron sand, and one would have to endure unimaginable torture. In the later stages of training, one's fist would be like iron, impenetrable by swords and spears.

However, once this fist technique reached the Spirit Martial Realm, it would be considered a trash martial skill. Moreover, it would bring about a lot of harm, so no one would cultivate it.

This retreat was not because he was afraid of this move, but because if his fist were to land on this steel-like fist, it would inevitably cause harm to his body. If he were to waste ten days to half a month because of this injury, then the gains would not make up for the losses.

This was like a rock smashing into another rock that was even harder. Even if it shattered the target, it would still be injured.

However, Long Chen's dodge caused the surrounding people to heave a sigh of relief.

"As expected, no matter how strong he is, he is not a match for Long Ying. Long Ying's Iron Sand Fist is practically invincible under the Spirit Martial Realm!"

"Long Ying, hurry up and teach him a lesson. Otherwise, the people from the Hall of Elders will probably come!"

… ….

Seeing Lin Feng dodge, Long Ying immediately sneered: "Why are you afraid? For a full six years, I have never met a match under this Iron Sand Fist. After today, you will lie in bed for two or three years! "

As Long Ying spoke, he once again pounced. This time, his fist was like a rainbow, completely sealing off Long Chen's retreat.

Unfortunately, this time Long Chen did not have the slightest intention of retreating. Instead, he leaped forward. His figure was as agile as a fish rippling in the water. In an instant, he disappeared from his original position, leaving behind afterimages. When he reappeared, he was already standing behind Long Ying!

"This, this is my Long Family's Mortal Level Martial Skill, Flowing Shadow Water Step Technique? How can it be so fast... "

"Five afterimages, a total of five afterimages. This Martial Skill has already reached the Great Accomplishment!"

"This, Long Ying's hands have been caught!"

Everyone cried out involuntarily. Their faces were full of disbelief. They could not believe that the trash in their mouths had not only cultivated the Breaking Air Fist to the Perfection Stage, but also cultivated the Water Step Technique to the Great Accomplishment Stage!

"Courting death!"

Long Ying's face also changed greatly. However, he immediately felt that his hands were caught by Long Chen. Not only did he not panic, his whole body shook as he tried to break free. He secretly thought that he himself was at the peak of the fifth level of the Mortal Martial Realm. Long Chen actually wanted to catch his hands like this, he was simply courting death.

However, he soon knew that he was wrong. Because Long Chen's hands transmitted a huge force, making him feel deeply powerless!

"Just now, you used this pair of fists to hit Qing Xuan?" Long Chen said indifferently.

Ka Ka...

Just as his voice fell, the sound of bones shattering appeared in everyone's ears. Then, a mournful cry came from Long Ying's mouth.

"Although you are of the Long Family's bloodline, you dare to make a move on Qing Xuan. Only death awaits you..." As he spoke, he directly punched Long Ying's entire chest, causing it to cave in.

Dragons have reverse scales, once touched, they would be enraged!

Qing Xuan and her parents were Long Chen's reverse scales!

The light in Long Ying's eyes quickly dissipated. Until the moment of his death, he could not believe that Long Chen had actually killed him just as he finished speaking. There was no hesitation or fear, as if he had done a very ordinary thing.

On the other side, the Elder Hall finally discovered that Long Ying had brought dozens of family disciples to Long Chen's location.

One by one, they rushed over anxiously. However, the Great Elder forcibly delayed everyone's footsteps. The corner of his mouth revealed a proud smile, "Elders, why are you in such a hurry? It is normal for family disciples to challenge. My disciple Long Ying will definitely be merciful and will not take his life..."

Everyone had just passed by the Martial Arts Practice Field. After hearing this scream, the Great Elder immediately stopped delaying everyone's footsteps. A hint of joy flashed across his face. He secretly thought that Long Chen was most likely injured to the point of being half dead.

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