Devouring the Blood Realm and Divine Flame Doppelgangers — these were Long Chen's two most powerful techniques right now. Matsumoto Shima was too close to him, and he had an arrogant expression on his face. Thus, when more than 100 Divine Flame Doppelgangers at the fourth level of the Heavenly River Tier appeared, he was instantly overwhelmed.
"Baka, what the hell is this?"
Matsumoto Jima had already eaten it, and the Divine Flame Avatar still wanted it. After all, it was a battle of numbers. However, what was that blood-red mist that was controlling his bloodline, causing his blood to boil and his combat prowess to plummet?
"Dragon Emperor's Downfall."
Just then, between the numerous Divine Flame Doppelgangers' attacks, a red line of blood suddenly appeared and instantly struck Matsumoto Jima's back with lightning speed. Matsumoto Jima was surrounded by the Devouring Blood World and the Divine Flame Doppelgangers. He was busy dealing with the Divine Flame Doppelgangers, so he didn't have the necessary defense against the killing move that suddenly appeared behind him.
Moreover, under the effect of the Devouring Blood World, he had to use about a third of his True Qi to suppress his boiling blood, which reduced his combat ability and perception.
After shattering the Divine Fire Clones in front of him with a punch, Matsumoto Jima finally felt the threat close behind him. His face was pale with fright. At this moment, all he could do was use his movement techniques to the fullest, trying to escape. However, the Divine Fire Clones around him had basically surrounded him, limiting his range of movement.
Pfft.
The Blue Dragon Halberd stabbed into his shoulder.
"Ah!"
Matsumoto Jima, who was surrounded by the Divine Fire Clones, let out an earth-shattering scream. Although he was dodging, his entire shoulder had almost been chopped off by Long Chen. Blood suddenly burst out, and under the effect of the Devouring Blood World, it frantically rushed toward Long Chen.
"Baka."
Although Matsumoto Jima was injured, his ferocity was still there. He grabbed Long Chen's Blue Dragon Halberd and suddenly turned around, about to punch at Long Chen. At this moment, Long Chen's expression was ice-cold, and he stabbed a finger in front of Matsumoto Jima's eyes. Suddenly, a dazzling sword light appeared with a whistling sound, instantly piercing Matsumoto Jima's eyes and penetrating his skull.
Demon Spirit Sword Finger.
Although the Demon Spirit Sword Finger was only an advanced mystic level battle skill, it was still enough to take Matsumoto Jima's life at such close range.
The Divine Fire Doppelganger suddenly returned to Long Chen's body. Long Chen also withdrew the Devouring World of Blood. Before, because Long Chen's Divine Fire Doppelganger had surrounded them, no one had been able to see the battle. Now that the Divine Fire Doppelganger had disappeared, Long Chen had already kicked Songmoto Island toward the Japanese.
All the blood in his body had already been completely absorbed by Long Chen. Using Blood Refinement to Qi, Long Chen completely absorbed the blood of the seventh level of the Heavenly River Tier into his own body, allowing his True Qi to skyrocket.
Long Chen had no choice but to use Blood Refinement Qi on someone again. He knew that if he didn't use it, he wouldn't be able to leave this place alive.
Long Chen's plan today was to challenge the elites of the Japanese Tribe one by one, and ultimately achieve his goal of becoming stronger.
"The Japanese Tribe is indeed trash. A seventh level Heavenly River Tier cultivator can't even defeat a fifth level Heavenly River Tier cultivator like me. You're pure trash among trash. Now, which trash from the Japanese Tribe wants to come up?"
Long Chen's expression was arrogant, and he laughed heartily as he looked down at the Japanese Tribe. He pointed the Blue Dragon Halberd in his hand at another seventh level Heavenly River Tier cultivator, and roared, "You! That's right, it's you, trash! Do you dare to come up here?"
This kind of Long Chen caused all the Japanese Tribe members to explode. They began to clamor and clamor. If it weren't for the fact that Song Zhong Cheng was still standing in front of them, they would have already rushed up.
"Shut up."
"Baka."
"Hey, all of you, calm down." Song Zhong Cheng stopped the crowd. He looked at Long Chen with a deep frown.
Long Chen ignored him, and pointed the Blue Dragon Halberd directly at one of the seventh level Heavenly River Tier cultivators. He sneered, and said, "The Japanese Tribe is indeed a bunch of cowards. I asked you to come up here, but you guys don't dare to. And you call yourselves the Yamato Clan? In my eyes, you're just a pile of sh * t."
With Long Chen's current battle prowess, the only one that could defeat him was Song Zhong Cheng. However, he just had to provoke the other seventh level Heavenly River Tier cultivators to attack.
After being humiliated by Long Chen, that cultivator was pressured by the pressure behind him. He roared in anger and pounced at Long Chen.
"Baka, brat, I'll let you be arrogant again. Patriarch, if I kill this brat, I'll be able to enjoy your wife tonight."
Compared to Song Ben Dao, this cultivator was slightly thinner. It seemed like he was better at speed.
Song Zhong Cheng gritted his teeth, and glared at Long Chen with blood-red eyes. "Fine. Don't follow Song Ben Dao's example and embarrass the Japanese Tribe again."
"Hey."
The thin cultivator charged in front of Long Chen. His eyes were bloodshot, and he roared, "Brat, die. I'll drink your blood and eat your flesh."
"Drink my blood."
Long Chen laughed maniacally. In this world, only he could drink the blood of others. No one could drink his blood. Following the previous steps, he used the Devouring Blood Realm and the Divine Fire Clone again. This cultivator was not much stronger than Song Ben Dao, so it didn't take long before he was cut in half by Long Chen's Blue Dragon Halberd.
His blood became Long Chen's True Qi.
The two halves of the corpse were thrown in front of Song Zhong Cheng by Long Chen. The Japanese Tribe members swallowed hard when they saw the ugly corpse, and they hurriedly retreated. Many of them looked at Long Chen with fear in their eyes.
"Trash, all of you are trash. Is someone at the seventh level of the Heavenly River Tier so useless? I don't believe it. Then, let's have another one. You, beast, do you dare to come up?"
Long Chen wielded the Blue Dragon Halberd, and he looked like a blood-soaked god of war. He stood majestically on the roof, and the morning light shone from behind him, enveloping him. This glorious image caused the Japanese to retreat in panic again.
The battle between Long Chen and the Japanese Tribe had caused quite a commotion. At this moment, many people were watching from afar. When they saw this scene, they looked at each other in dismay. They gradually realized that today's battle would cause an even greater commotion.
"Useless trash of the Japanese Tribe."
Long Chen looked around, and no one actually dared to come up and fight him.
"Patriarch, you go," one of the elders said to Song Zhong Cheng, trembling.
One of the old men trembled as he spoke to Song Zhongcheng. Just now, they had underestimated Long Chen. However, from the looks of it now, Long Chen was too terrifying.
If they went up, they would definitely become the laughing stock of their peers in the Imperial City. If they didn't go up, more people would definitely die today. Song Zhong Cheng weighed the pros and cons, and then said, "Fine, I'll get rid of this brat. This brat is already possessed. He's powerful and extraordinary, at least at the seventh level of the Heavenly River Tier. Ordinary cultivators won't be able to deal with him, so I'll go."
He gave Long Chen the title of being at the seventh level of the Heavenly River Tier. This way, he would feel much more at ease when dealing with Long Chen.
"I still have to make a move."
In truth, Song Zhong Cheng was the strongest person in the Da Clan, and the Da Clan was one of the three great clans of the Imperial City. If he let Long Chen deal with him, he really didn't have the slightest bit of confidence. It could be said that he would definitely lose.
The eighth level of the Heavenly River Tier was already close to the level of the absolute elites of the Cangyang Nation.
However, Long Chen knew that no matter what, he couldn't take a step back. Thus, even if Song Zhong Cheng made a move, he wasn't afraid. He smiled and said, "An expert at the eighth level of the Heavenly River Tier finally disregarded his status and came to deal with me, a fifth level of the Heavenly River Tier? The Japanese Tribe is really useless. Even in terms of cultivation level, there's a lot of understatement."
In reality, everyone in Clearwater City knew that such a thing had happened here. In these few days, Long Chen had actually come to Clearwater City, and the people surrounding him were actually the Da Clan, one of the three great clans. Everyone in Clearwater City had heard of the reputation of the Japanese Tribe. The Japanese Tribe was a foreign tribe, and they were outsiders. Although Long Chen was being chased by the imperial family of the Cangyang Nation, the people of Clearwater City still favored Long Chen.
When they saw Long Chen's performance, everyone couldn't help but give him a thumbs-up. They praised, "This Long Chen is indeed an unyielding man."
"He's so young, and his cultivation is so strong. Moreover, he doesn't show the slightest bit of fear in front of him. This person's temperament is really shocking. It's really a pity that such a genius became enemies with the imperial family."
"Father, I heard that the Ninth Prince was killed by Long Chen because he coveted Long Chen's beloved woman. How can you blame him? I think it's very possible for him to block so many people by himself."
"What can I do? Your father is only at the second level of the Heavenly River Tier. Any one of those people could easily crush me to death."
The City Lord of Clearwater City sat in a tea house in the distance, observing the situation over here.
At this time, Long Chen had no other choice but to meet the head of the Da Clan, Song Zhong Cheng.
"You're obviously at the seventh level of the Heavenly River Tier, yet you're still hiding it, claiming to be at the fifth level of the Heavenly River Tier. Long Chen, you're disgraceful. You actually killed the Ninth Prince. Today, I've received orders to take your life. Enjoy it."
Song Zhong Cheng also recognized how terrifying Long Chen was. Thus, he already realized that if he didn't kill Long Chen as soon as possible, there might be an accident.
"Wu Tribe's secret technique, Shadow Kill Technique."
Song Zhong Cheng's figure was taking the path of speed. His speed at the eighth level of the Heavenly River Tier was many times faster than Long Chen's.
Such a powerful enemy stimulated Long Chen's ferocious nature. He clearly knew that he was no match for his opponent, but things had already reached this stage. What else could he do? He could only fight, an endless bloody battle.
"Roar!"
With an angry roar that sounded like a dragon's roar, Long Chen, whose entire body was blood-red, looked like a king of slaughter. He wielded the Blue Dragon Halberd and turned into a phantom as he charged toward Song Zhong Cheng. The roofs in his path were all shattered by his momentum.
Song Zhong Cheng was even more terrifying. Although Long Chen was fast, he was even faster. The pitch-black dagger in his hand seemed ordinary, yet it possessed extraordinary power. With a burst of speed, he charged into Long Chen's arms and stabbed the dagger in his hand into Long Chen's lower abdomen.
Pu.
Blood splattered everywhere.
"Heh." With another move, Song Zhong Cheng sent Long Chen flying back, coughing up blood.