Dragon-Blooded War God Chapter 1008 Death Games

Chapter 1008 - The game of death

This was the move that the primordial spirit consumed the least, and was also the only move that Long Chen could use right now. The difference between Dragon Slaying and One Sword Piao Xie was that Dragon Slaying was a diffused attack with a lot of sword light, but one sword Piao Xie only had one sword.

Long Chen's stance, was obviously using his own body to block one attack, and then killing Long Chen!

Because under the suppression of the Devouring Blood Realm, the other party was one level lower than Long Chen. This was the difference Long Chen relied on and used.

"Die!"

One sword, Piao Xie. That beam of sword light directly pierced through the scarlet sword light like a waterfall, and directly slashed onto the warrior's neck. The warrior's body was tough enough, so Long Chen's sword could only cut a quarter of it.

And at this time, Long Chen's body was already drenched in blood, with many small and large wounds.

This way, it seemed like Long Chen's injuries would be even worse.

Although the other him had a quarter of his neck cut off, he was obviously not dead yet. He kept his sword and let out a roar, as he stabbed towards Long Chen's heart!

After being cut in a quarter, his ferocity had been completely unleashed. At this time, he was like a crazed devil.

This was also how Long Chen looked like now.

In that moment of life and death, Long Chen's own sword was already grabbed onto by the opponent's neck, he was unable to pull it out for a moment, and just when the opponent's sword was about to stab into his heart, Long Chen bellowed out, the dragon's roar shook, and the illusionary blood red dragon's shadow behind him roared out, at this time, Long Chen had already unleashed all of his strength, and used one hand to grab onto the incoming sword blade!

Clang!

Long Chen used his hand to grasp onto the opponent's sword blade, and the sword blade left a long scar on his palm.

"As expected!"

Since his neck was already one-fourth cut, his opponent's strength was not that strong. At his peak, if Long Chen had to stab him through the heart when he was at his peak, it would be better for him to die.

"Die!"

The veins on his body erupted, and at this time, he suddenly exerted his strength, and directly broke apart the opponent's sword floating blood, and with the tip of the sword in his hand, he reversed a punch, and with a pfft, it directly entered the opponent's forehead, piercing through his head!

The enemy died instantly.

At this time, Long Chen's entire body felt a lot more relaxed, but his whole body was burning in pain, and he almost fell to the ground. His vision was blurry, and his entire body was burning in pain, after being slashed by the Dragon Slaying Blade, Long Chen's body had at least 100 wounds, although they were not big, but they were still extremely painful, and the wounds on his hand caused by Piao Xie caused him to almost faint from the pain.

Fortunately, due to the dragon's body, these were only superficial wounds that could be recovered after a period of recuperation. Furthermore, there were quite a few medicinal pellets within the Great Void Realm. At this critical moment, Long Chen hurriedly took them out and consumed them, causing the surrounding blood to gradually disappear. Long Chen returned to his original spot as he smiled at him.

He closed his eyes and endured for a while. Although his injuries could not be recovered, he had at least survived. With his physique's recovery ability, this type of skin injury that did not damage his organs or bones was not a problem. It was only a matter of time before it was restored.

However, the scars on his body looked quite shocking.

At least when Ye Wushang looked at him, his face was filled with praise. Long Chen's performance had already surpa.s.sed the limits of his satisfaction, no matter if it was the perception of the halberd being special at the start, or inside the life and death arena. Now that he had achieved a breakthrough in the extreme game, Long Chen's performance had all conformed to the standards in Ye Wushang's heart, and might even surpa.s.s them.

Of course, this last battle had almost cost Long Chen his life.

It was purely by virtue of his last will that Long Chen was able to persevere through this matter, and stand here alive in the end. If it was another person had the same conditions as Long Chen, they wouldn't be able to win either.

When he came out, Long Chen immediately looked to the side. Su Zhen was still trapped in the blood red fog, his opponent was three of himself, but he still had not defeated him. From this point, Long Chen was superior to Su Zhen by countless of times.

In a direct battle, even a hundred Long Chen s were not Su Zhen's match, but challenging with limitations, Long Chen had far surpa.s.sed an old man like Su Zhen.

This extreme game was not as beautiful as Su Zhen had imagined. He thought that he could kill Long Chen in a second.

"It's not out yet." Seeing the situation, Long Chen knew that victory was already in his grasp.

Ye Wushang did not say anything, he lightly clapped twice, and then he did not speak, and waited for Su Zhen's performance. Roughly fifteen minutes later, the blood red ball of light had finally disappeared, Su Zhen's stooped body had appeared beside Long Chen, and at this time, he was clearly struggling with his last breath, the moment he came out he directly fell on the ground, gasping heavily. His originally red face had already become extremely pale, like white paper, both of his hands and legs were trembling, and he was vomiting large mouthfuls of blood.

Even his eyes seemed a little disintegrated.

Different from Long Chen, he had already suffered serious internal injuries, and was able to survive with just that last bit of strength. The Old Demon's willpower was actually not much weaker than Long Chen's, and were all ruthless.

Su Zhen let out a sigh of relief.

Although he had suffered serious internal injuries, as long as he obtained the Nether Emperor Armor, nameless combat skill and Scarlet Blood Sky Desolate Blood, he would definitely be able to dominate the entire Netherworld Palace in a short period of time. He would be able to change his entire body in the future, be reborn into a young man once more, and then charge into a higher level life.

As for Long Chen, Su Zhen did not feel that it was a fantasy for Long Chen, who had gone off to fight eight opponents, to come back alive. Su Zhen only managed to trap one or two opponents and achieve victory because he had a few super restraining runes left behind by the ancient era.

He did not believe that Long Chen would have such a heaven-defying performance.

He was waiting for Ye Wushang's answer, announcing his victory, declaring that everything was his own. But what made him suspicious was, why wasn't Ye Wushang coming back yet?

Right at this moment, a figure appeared in front of him. It was the young boy Long Chen, who had these intersecting scars on his body, but his eyes were clear, and he looked down on Su Zhen with a condescending gaze. Su Zhen was not mistaken, at the start, he thought that it was just an illusion, but this illusion, no matter how he shook his head, seemed like it would not disappear.

"Old b.a.s.t.a.r.d, you've lost." Long Chen smiled, and said disdainfully.

"What?" Su Zhen was in disbelief, his eyes were wide open, his eyeb.a.l.l.s were bulging, and they were filled with blood veins. He struggled to sit down, and while holding back the injuries on his body, waves were born in his heart.

"Why, why aren't you dead yet, aren't you a dead man?" Su Zhen said, somewhat at a loss.

At this time, Ye Wushang gave Su Zhen an answer.

Su Zhen, you have succeeded in challenging three of yourself, Long Chen has also succeeded in challenging eight of you, now that Long Chen is in the lead, Su Zhen, do you still want to continue?

"Success?" Su Zhen struggled to stand up, and looked at Long Chen with an expression of disbelief, then shook his head with great difficulty, "That's impossible, how could I possibly defeat eight opponents? That's absolutely impossible.

Su Zhen had already reached the state of emotional collapse. Under his heavy injuries, his entire body was a little dazed.

His words, completely enraged Ye Wushang.

No matter how Ye Wushang looked at it, he seemed to be a youth with a good temperament. But when Su Zhen said the things that he shouldn't have said, a substantial killing intent exploded out of his blood-red eyes, and directly shot into Su Zhen's eyes. For a moment, Su Zhen felt like he was in an endless sea of blood.

"In my game, there is no favouritism. If you continue to spout nonsense, I will immediately send you to your death. "

He subconsciously knelt on the ground, his teeth trembling, as he looked at Ye Wushang with a gaze filled with despair and despair. The current Ye Wushang was simply too terrifying, even Long Chen had the urge to kneel down.

"Su Zhen, let me ask you again, Long Chen has already killed eight of himself, and you are currently lagging behind. This game is called Life and Death, if you give up on this challenge, the result will be Death, may I ask, are you willing to continue?"

Ye Wushang's ice-cold words once again echoed in his ears.

"I want, I want to challenge nine!" Su Zhen hurriedly said with a worried expression. He could only do this, otherwise, his fate would be death. If he continued to challenge them, he still had a chance of surviving.

After he finished speaking, Su Zhen looked at Long Chen with his incomparably blood-red eyes, and his eyes revealed overflowing hatred.

Good brat, I have underestimated you, I have always underestimated you, from Nether Emperor Armor s to nameless battle skills, you have taken advantage of them all. However, you will realise that everything is empty and everything belongs to me, you just have to obediently die!

He suddenly stood up, looked at Long Chen and laughed wildly, then said: "No one can block my, Su Zhen's, footsteps. I am the strongest, and everyone will become my stepping stone! You just wait and see. When I kill an opponent and return, that is when you die. Little fellow, you are still too tender to fight me. "