Dragon-Blooded War God - Chapter1167

Along the way, they had left behind many corpses of the Poison Shadow Clan. From this, it could be seen that the intruders knew that these people were extraordinarily strong.

Long Chen turned his head and quickly saw a number of afterimages approaching from afar. They quickly shifted their bodies in the blood-red forest. Those afterimages quickly descended around Long Chen and the others, completely surrounding them. There were a total of seven or eight people, all of whom were experts from the Poison Shadow Clan.

Everyone's face changed when they encountered such a sudden attack. Shangguan Feng stopped quarreling with Zhao Yunlong and quickly gathered with Qin Shi and the other two.

Long Chen looked around. These Poison Shadow Clan members were basically sixth-grade demon immortals. There wasn't even a fifth-grade demon immortal.

Among the sixth-grade demon immortals, there were also weak and strong ones. The strongest one could instantly kill the weakest, just like the sixth tier of the Divine Martial Realm.

Among the eight sixth-grade demon immortals present, two of them were equivalent to the sixth tier of the Divine Martial Realm, which was the same level as everyone else.

However, the fighting strength of the Demon Clan was sometimes extraordinarily strong. Even Qin Shi didn't dare to act rashly in the face of the powerful sixth-grade demon immortals.

In the eyes of these demon immortals, Long Chen saw monstrous hatred. Every demon immortal was burning with a flame of anger. They clenched their claws tightly, making terrifying sounds.

Two of the leaders were dressed differently from the others. They stood together and looked like a pair of brothers. At this moment, they were scrutinizing the crowd and flashed a smile that made people's hair stand on end. One of them clenched his teeth and said coldly, "I didn't expect our luck to be so good. The four of you must be the genius warriors of the top nine great clans. The nine great clans owe our Poison Shadow Tribe so much. Today, we brothers will give your clan a big gift."

"With just you? Wait until I beat you up. Let's see if you still dare to say such big words," Zhao Yunlong coldly snorted.

After he finished speaking, the leader of the Poison Shadow Clan looked at him with a gloomy gaze and said, "Big Brother, leave this Human Horn to me."

The person next to him basically looked the same as him. He glanced around and looked at Qin Shi. Qin Shi had an aura that made him feel fear.

If such an expert were to be killed, the Nine Serenities Demon Realm would suffer a great loss, and the vengeance of the Poison Shadow Tribe would be somewhat avenged. Thinking of the vengeance of his tribe, he clenched his sharp teeth and said, "I'll deal with this woman. The rest of you, do your best. Kill the others as soon as possible, then come and help me."

They could tell that Qin Shi was the strongest among them. As for Long Chen, he had never caught their attention.

In a very short period of time, they had allocated their opponents. The two strongest among them were to deal with Zhao Yunlong and Qin Shi respectively. As for the other six, one of them was to deal with Long Chen, and one of them to deal with Zhao Yunlong together with their leader. As for the other four, they all went after Shangguan Feng.

In their opinion, a mere human at the third level of the Divine Martial Realm could be easily dealt with by a Sixth Grade Demon Immortal in a matter of minutes.

At this moment, a chaotic battle was about to break out. The leader of the Poison Shadow Tribe first restrained Qin Shi, who was a big trouble, while the others also went after their opponents one after another. The Poison Shadow Tribe had a very strong advantage, and that was that they were very fast and strong. In a short period of time, they could completely separate Long Chen's group of four.

Of course, Long Chen's group of four didn't have a united mind. For them, it was best to deal with their opponents separately. Among them, Zhao Yunlong and Shangguan Feng were the main targets. Facing four Sixth Grade Demon Immortals, Shangguan Feng was surrounded for a moment. Their terrifying attacks completely submerged him. At the same time, Zhao Yunlong also faced the leader of the Poison Shadow Tribe. This leader's battle prowess was several times that of the other Poison Shadow Tribe members. Next to him, there was another Poison Shadow Tribe member assisting him. The poison of the Poison Shadow Tribe was causing great trouble for Zhao Yunlong.

As for Qin Shi, she did not stand out at all. She dealt with her opponents in a normal manner. She did not seem to be worried for Shangguan Feng and Zhao Yunlong at all.

The intense battle immediately turned the surroundings into a mess. Large swathes of trees fell, and the distance between the Poison Shadow Tribe members grew wider and wider as they fought. Coupled with the mist in the forest, they were separated by over twenty meters very soon. If someone died, it would be very difficult for the others to take care of them.

However, they probably did not plan on taking care of each other. After all, in the fight for the Saints' Fruit, one more death meant one less competitor.

To Long Chen, this was only a Sixth Grade Demon Immortal from the Poison Shadow Tribe. This was not the first time he had dealt with an opponent like that, but this time, Long Chen dealt with him in an especially clean manner.

"You humans are extraordinarily slow," the Poison Shadow Tribe member spun around him.

The Poison Shadow Race spun around him. Because he had a pair of bat wings, his speed was extremely fast. One could only see a blurry afterimage.

"Is that so?"

When his opponent began to attack, Long Chen laughed. He actually vanished, and in the next moment, he appeared behind the Poison Shadow Tribe member.

"What!?" The Poison Shadow Tribe member was completely stunned.

"You're just too slow."

Long Chen did not use the Scarlet Blood Desolation. He casually threw a punch at his opponent, and the great strength of his body caused the air to explode time and time again.

"Are you an idiot to compete with a daemon with your body?"

The Poison Shadow Tribe member trembled in fear after witnessing Long Chen's speed. If Long Chen had used a battle skill earlier, it was very likely that he would have been injured. Unfortunately, Long Chen only competed with his body. The Poison Shadow Tribe member was pleased. It was rare for him to encounter an idiot, so he needed to treat him well.

He turned around and clawed. His claws, which were no different from a wolf's claws, flickered with a terrifying light. One look and one could tell that they were no weaker than some divine weapons.

The fist and claw collided. With a cracking sound, the Poison Shadow Tribe member's bones were fractured. Long Chen used a strong force to shake off his claws. His fingertips were like electric drills. In the blink of an eye, they pierced into the Poison Shadow Tribe member's head. The violent force rushed into the Poison Shadow Tribe member's head, causing it to explode.

Hu.

Long Chen quickly retreated, leaving behind a corpse on the ground.

To be able to kill a daemon with his body, Long Chen could be considered a miracle in the True Martial Domain's human race. Long Chen was better at what the Poison Shadow Tribe member was good at.

After finishing off his opponent, he looked back and saw that Shangguan Feng and Zhao Yunlong were in a bitter fight. Qin Shi was still fighting with ease. Of course, her opponent was also very strong. Even if she used all her strength, it would be difficult for her to defeat her opponent in a short time.

As for Shangguan Feng, he was surrounded by four sixth-grade Demon Immortals. No matter how they attacked, it would be difficult for them to catch up.

Zhao Yunlong was in danger. Under the attacks of two sixth-grade Demon Immortals, he could be said to be in grave danger.

At this moment, they were shocked to see that Long Chen had actually finished off his opponent. His speed was too fast. Zhao Yunlong, who had initially looked down on Long Chen, actually felt some admiration for him now. When Long Chen was dealing with the Poison Shadow Tribe member, he had seen it from the corner of his eye. Zhao Yunlong admitted that he would not be able to do such a frightening and clean attack.

The people from the Poison Shadow Tribe also saw Long Chen's victory.

"Restrain him. I'll meet up with you after I kill this one," the leader of the group dealing with Zhao Yunlong said to the other Poison Shadow Tribe member who was attacking Zhao Yunlong.

"Yes." That Poison Shadow Tribe member broke through the wind and attacked Long Chen.

What puzzled everyone was that Long Chen actually turned and fled. The Poison Shadow Tribe member was stunned for a moment before he hurriedly chased after him. The two figures quickly plunged into the mist and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

"What the hell is this kid doing?"

Although he had one less opponent, Zhao Yunlong still found it hard to endure. This Poison Shadow Tribe martial artist's combat prowess had far exceeded his imagination. Whether it was his speed or his physical strength, they were a headache to deal with. Most importantly, his opponent was actually releasing poison gas. His claws and other attacking methods contained a dark green light. As long as his claws lightly scratched someone's skin, that astonishing poison would enter their body and destroy their blood vessels. If this continued for a long time, no one would be able to endure it.

Therefore, everyone had to be very careful in the battle against the Poison Shadow Tribe member.

There was no one like Long Chen who was so direct.

"Trying to run?"

The Poison Shadow Tribe member relied on his speed to quickly catch up. His sharp claws transformed into countless claw marks that grabbed at Long Chen's head.

With a swoosh, a golden bolt of lightning flashed behind his opponent's head. Long Chen's fist directly hit the Poison Shadow Tribe member's head. That terrifying force instantly made the Poison Shadow Tribe member feel a fatal dizziness. Long Chen grabbed his head and moved it in front of his eyes. The Soul-Controlling Art of the Devouring Demon Eyes was quickly activated. Under Long Chen's strong temptation, the opponent quickly became addicted.

"Is there a Thunder Core in your lair?" asked Long Chen.

"No …" After saying this, the martialist suddenly turned his head. At this moment, the dizziness in his head had already disappeared. When he saw that he was actually so close to Long Chen, he jumped in fright. He used a violent force to break free from Long Chen's grasp. With a roar, he retreated rapidly, his body emitting thick, dark green smoke.

This was all poison gas.

However, this simple poison gas had no effect on Long Chen.