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Home > Fantasy > Dragon-Marked War God > Chapter 679

Chapter 679

Words:2375Update:22/07/01 12:49:40

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At this critical moment, it could be said that it was a matter of life and death. Jiang Chen didn't display his powerful Qi, nor did he display any powerful combat skills. Instead, he took out a broken pot. This was something that puzzled countless people.

Even Li Long, who had his Qi soaring to the sky, was stunned on the spot. He didn't know what Jiang Chen was doing. Was he going to use this broken pot to deal with him? Was he despising and looking down on him? It must be. A puny Second Grade Combat Emperor, an ant-like existence, dared to look down on him. This was intolerable. He secretly swore that today, he wouldn't let Jiang Chen die easily. He must let Jiang Chen know the price and consequence of humiliating him in public. He wanted to capture Jiang Chen and torture him until he died.

However, there was a group of people here who had truly witnessed the scariness of the broken pot. They were the cultivators who had walked out of the spatial zone of the magma river with Jiang Chen. When they saw Jiang Chen taking out the broken pot, they were stunned. Some were even laughing at him, but they were terrified. They couldn't help but break out in cold sweat for Li Long. No one knew better than those who had experienced the scariness of the magma river.

Tyrant and Da Huang Dog's big eyes had narrowed into a slit. They were already waiting to see Li Long's miserable condition.

* Boom! *

A rumbling sound was heard. Li Long waved his hand and struck out a huge palm print. It tore the void apart and enveloped Jiang Chen.

* Hong Long … *

At this moment, a more intense and vigorous rumbling sound came out from the broken pot. The broken pot that was originally quiet suddenly became red and boiling hot as Jiang Chen continued to inject his Yuan Force into it. Just as Li Long's palm print was about to reach Jiang Chen, a dark-red magma pillar spurted out from the broken pot. After the magma pillar spurted out, it roared furiously and turned into a magma dragon.

The moment the magma dragon appeared, the temperature of the entire sky suddenly rose. Even the air was burning. The speed of the violent magma dragon was extremely fast. Under the impact of the terrifying attack force and the heat of the magma, the palm that Li Long struck out was destroyed in an instant.

After destroying the palm, the magma dragon didn't slow down. In a blink of an eye, it was already in front of Li Long.

"What?"

Li Long exclaimed. His face was instantly covered with fear because he felt a strong sense of danger and death from the magma dragon. This kind of Qi made his soul tremble. He had no doubt that if he was hit by the magma head-on, he would definitely die. There wouldn't be any miracle or luck.

* Hong Long … *

However, before Li Long could escape, the magma dragon suddenly exploded. The power of the explosion directly caused Li Long to vomit blood. The magma dragon turned into a magma ocean and swallowed Li Long's entire body. Li Long was completely immersed in the ocean.

"Argh …"

An incomparably shrill scream sounded from the magma sea. The void was burned into a black hole. Li Long's scream was hair-raising, but it only lasted for a few breaths of time before there was no more sound.

At this moment, everyone held their breath. They couldn't believe what they saw. The disciples of Xiaoyao Palace opened their mouths wide. Their eyes were filled with horror and fear. Under everyone's shocked gaze, the magma in the sky gradually disappeared. Along with the magma, Li Long also disappeared.

That's right, Li Long disappeared. He was attacked by the magma and turned into slag. He no longer existed. The whole scene was extremely tragic.

For a moment, the whole scene became quiet. Everyone was immersed in the scene just now and couldn't extricate themselves from it. A powerful Eighth Grade Combat Emperor was killed so easily. Not even his slag was left. He was completely and utterly dead.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the broken pot in Jiang Chen's hand. There was no longer any contempt or mockery. What kind of treasure was that broken pot? How could it be so powerful that it could kill an Eighth Grade Combat Emperor in a second?

They finally understood why Jiang Chen was so confident and dared to provoke Li Long. It turned out that he had such a powerful trump card. Naturally, he wasn't afraid of Li Long.

"Shocking. This is too shocking. The power of that broken pot is so powerful that even an Eighth Grade Combat Emperor like Li Long was killed in an instant. It's too powerful."

"I don't know where did Jiang Chen get such a heaven-defying treasure. It's a pity that Li Long was killed by him."

"Xiaoyao Palace has suffered a great loss this time. Li Long was their leader in the Death Mountain. Now that his leader has been killed, they have lost the ability to fight against the other four major powers."

"Let's see. The battle isn't over yet. Yan Hui isn't dead yet. There are still a few Eighth Grade Combat Emperors from Skyhill School and Freedom Sect. I wonder how many times that broken pot of Jiang Chen can use it."

… …..

No one wasn't shocked. The scene was too shocking. Jiang Chen's broken pot was so terrifying that it made people's scalp go numb.

Nangong Wentian, Zuo Ling Er and the others who were worried about Jiang Chen were also shocked. The disciples of Nebula Sect were cheering. No Eighth Grade Combat Emperor from Nebula Sect had appeared yet. Previously, when they saw Li Long and Yan Hui ganged up to bully Jiang Chen, they were incomparably angry. Today, when they saw Jiang Chen kill Li Long, they felt that their gloomy feelings had been vented.

The one who was most shocked was Yan Hui. He was the closest to the center of the battle. He could see the whole process clearly. He could even feel the terrifying Qi that burst out from the magma. It was the Qi of danger, the Qi of death.

Li Long's death made the high-spirited Yan Hui's mood fall to the bottom. He looked at the broken pot in Jiang Chen's hand in horror. If Jiang Chen aimed the broken pot at him, the consequences would be unimaginable. He was afraid that his ending wouldn't be any better than Li Long.

"You overestimate yourself."

Jiang Chen said plainly and kept the broken pot. As a matter of fact, the power of the attack just now was beyond his imagination. He expected that the attack could kill Li Long, but he didn't expect that it could burn the energy into ashes. Now, it seemed that no one below the Minor Saint realm could withstand the attack of the broken pot. Even if it was a Ninth Grade Combat Emperor, he was afraid that the result would be the same.

It was because he saw the true power of the broken pot that Jiang Chen decided to keep it. He didn't use it to deal with Yan Hui. He could only use this attack three times. Every time he used it, there would be one less chance for him to use it. Jiang Chen cherished it very much. That was why he wanted to use it in the right place. Li Long had been killed. Now, he didn't need the broken pot to deal with Yan Hui.

"Yan Hui, do you still want to deal with me?"

Jiang Chen turned to Yan Hui.

"Humph! Jiang Chen, that treasure of yours can only be used once, right? Now that you have killed Li Long, how are you going to deal with me? "

Yan Hui's mouth revealed a trace of a cold smile. He concluded that Jiang Chen's broken pot could only be used once. Otherwise, with Jiang Chen's character, he would turn the pot and spit it at him. Now that he had kept the pot, it was a sign of guilt.

"Then, you can try."

Jiang Chen said with an indifferent tone. Right now, all his attention was on the Heavenly Earth Pure Land beneath the herb garden, and he didn't have the mood to fight with Yan Hui. It would be better if Yan Hui retreated because he was afraid of his broken pot.

It wasn't that Jiang Chen didn't want to kill Yan Hui. He had never been merciful to his enemies, but Yan Hui's combat strength was too strong. There were three Eighth Grade Combat Emperors on the other side. Including Yan Hui, there was a total of four Eighth Grade Combat Emperors. If he didn't use the broken pot, it wouldn't be easy to deal with them even if they attacked at the same time. Even if they could, they wouldn't be able to kill Yan Hui. If that was the case, he might as well stop wasting his energy and get the Heavenly Earth Pure Land first.

Of course, if Yan Hui didn't give up, it would be a different story.

"Brother Yan, this man is bluffing. Just like what you said, that treasure can only be used once. It's as easy as flipping our palms to kill him now."

An Eighth Grade Combat Emperor of Skyhill School said.

"We can work together to avenge brother Li."

The other two Eighth Grade Combat Emperors of the Free And Unfettered Sect said while gritting their teeth. Jiang Chen's performance was too terrifying. Now that Li Long had been killed, if they didn't eliminate Jiang Chen before he matured, he would become a great threat to their sect.

Yan Hui's eyes were like torches. After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, his body began to exude a murderous aura. He wanted to kill Jiang Chen not only because they were enemies, but also because Jiang Chen had grown too fast. The main reason was because of Nangong Wentian. He really didn't want to miss such a great treasure.

"Jiang Chen, today is the day of your death. All of you will die. None of you will be able to live."

Yan Hui's murderous aura was revealed. He was sure that Jiang Chen didn't have any backup plan. He wanted to take this opportunity to kill Jiang Chen. Plus, if he retreated like this, it would be too embarrassing.

The other three Eighth Grade Combat Emperors were also filled with murderous aura. They had locked onto Jiang Chen's Qi, not giving Jiang Chen a chance to escape.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but shake his head. Since these people were courting death, there was no need for him to be polite anymore.

Just as Jiang Chen was about to take out the broken pot again, a silhouette suddenly flew from afar. The person's body was rippling with dense devil Qi. His Qi was incomparably strong. He was the genius of Devil Religion, Mo Sang.

The appearance of Mo Sang made Jiang Chen immediately give up the idea of using the broken pot. Instantly, he decided to kill Yan Hui and the others.

He immediately transmitted his voice to Han Yan. "Ah Yan, let this person stop Yan Hui. We will attack together. Today, none of them will be able to escape."

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