Dragon-Blooded War God Chapter 1297 Death Storm

Chapter 1297 - Death Storm

Soon, the last battle that everyone was looking forward to would arrive soon. Under Long Chen's guidance, more than ten thousand out of the thirty thousand disciples of the Evil Dragon Palace came here to witness the most legendary moment of the Evil Dragon Palace.

When Feng Zhilin fought Xue Zi, he won easily. He had displayed his powerful fighting strength, and when Long Chen fought Lu Junyue, he had challenged everyone's mental state, so who would be the last one to be victorious in this battle?

In theory, if Feng Zhilin had actually beaten Long Chen, then she would be the true strongest warrior, because everyone could see that she had done it on purpose when she had lost to Lu Junyue. She was the same as Long Chen, she had actually never lost, and every battle had been extremely easy for her.

Long Chen sat at the highest position in the Evil Dragon Palace, and not far away from him, Feng Zhiling was also escorted by the girls of Temple of the Winds. It was as if they had experienced what had happened last night, and the two of them had nothing more to say, they didn't even want to look each other in the eye.

After the end of the third battle, Yang w.a.n.g was in the air, incomparably excited!

"Everyone, once every five hundred years, the most magnificent event occurring in three thousand halls, the battle of Hidden Dragon Rank, is finally about to end. But before this is over, there is still an important battle, and if this is the time to truly decide who will be the champion, then, who exactly is the person who will be the champion!"

"I believe everyone already has a plan, right?"

"Haha, then I won't keep them in suspense, they are, Demonic Dragon Hall Master! Long Chen! " As he said till here, he spread out his hands and pointed in Long Chen's direction. Instantly, the crowd burst into an uproar as over ten thousand disciples of the Evil Dragon Palace s wildly clamored about Long Chen's name.

"And the Temple of the Winds's Palace Mistress, Feng Zhiling!"

The cheers became even louder. No matter what, beauties were more attractive than heroes. Amongst the three thousand grand halls, there were still more male disciples!

The whole scene seemed as if it was going to erupt at any moment.

On the highest platform, the grand elder sat with the other grand elders obediently beside him. At this moment, he had a peaceful smile on his face as he said softly, "Everyone, quiet down."

Although his voice was very soft, it carried a sense of peace. When everyone heard it, they immediately stopped shouting. The entire place became extremely quiet, without a single sound.

"Alright, now welcome the two of you on stage, give us the most exciting battle, and let this Hidden Dragon Rank battle come to a complete end!"

"Is Demonic Dragon Hall Master victorious in seven consecutive victories, creating miracles that have lasted for tens of thousands of years, or is Lord of the Temple of Wind finally going to make a comeback and successfully ascend to the top? Let us wait and see?! "

Amidst the crowd's welcome, Long Chen's heart was extremely calm. He knew that Feng Zhiling would have a way to deal with him, but, it was about time to make the final decision. He hoped that she would wake up from her stupor today, if not Long Chen would not mind killing her.

But, it seemed, she had only a month to live.

Speaking of which, he was truly at a loss.

He had known her for a long time, he felt a little hatred and disgust towards her, but he also felt that it had reached the tragic stage he had imagined. He just did not know why she was still hanging on tightly.

Isn't it just taking off one's clothes and carving the words on it?!

As he thought about all these, Long Chen was already on top of the Hidden Dragon Battlefield. Raising his head, he saw that the Feng Zhilin, who was dressed in white, was already standing about thirty meters in front of him.

The Hidden Dragon Battlefield's light barrier was already broken, and with a gentle breeze, Feng Zhilin's clothes fluttered. That proud curve of his body was faintly discernible, and his full chest was already full to the brim. But thinking about the name that was carved on it, Long Chen felt that it was a little strange.

Such an evil person didn't seem to be him, but why was it that every time he saw this woman look at him with disgust, he would want to teach her a lesson?

"The final battle shall begin!" Yang w.a.n.g pa.s.sionately announced!

Everyone nervously stared!

At this moment, the tension had reached its peak!

Swis.h.!.+

Everyone thought that these two people who had rumors about them still needed to talk to each other for a while, but who would have thought that right after Yang w.a.n.g declared the start of the battle, Feng Zhilin would immediately take action, without showing any mercy!

"Hundred Lives Storm Phantom!"

In a moment, Feng Zhilin transformed into a hundred illusions formed from the runes of the tornado, all of them rus.h.i.+ng towards Long Chen. Long Chen had broken this move before, but compared to the last time, the power of this technique was much stronger.

After completely surrounding Long Chen and blocking his path, Feng Zhiling finally arrived in front of Long Chen. The corner of his mouth hooked into a cold smile, and his long skirt fluttered like a fairy of the wind!

However, this Fairy of the Wind didn't show any mercy when she attacked.

"Divine Wind Heart Sutra, wind devouring array!"

Two moves, almost at the same time!

In that instant, a gigantic wind-shaped formation formed in front of Long Chen, forming into a gigantic whirlpool, which shot straight into the clouds. What was different from last time was, this time, the hundred over windstorm illusions were all using the same wind devouring array, trapping Long Chen within them, rendering him unable to move at all!

The violent power of the wind devouring array that had been raised by several times rushed towards Long Chen from all directions. Its terrifying might made the surrounding people tremble with fear. He might not even be able to block this move!

"The power of the storm world!"

Indeed, Feng Zhilin's world energy was related to storms, and with the help of the world energy, the wind devouring array became extremely terrifying!

Rip!

The ground of the Hidden Dragon Battlefield's stage was ripped apart bit by bit!

Everyone could not help but be speechless, if that was the case, wouldn't Long Chen be minced?

They felt that Long Chen would not lose so easily, many people still felt that Long Chen's chances were very high.

Storm, this was a kind of berserk destructive force. Sometimes it was even more terrifying than other World Energies. However, in terms of the true destructive force, one would still need to possess Nirvana Power!

Why was the power of rebirth so terrifying? Why were the warriors of the Nirvana Tribulation Realm so powerful? It was all because of the power of rebirth. Although Long Chen possessed only a little, he was still stronger than the power of the storm world!

Nine Dragons Scripture!

Long Chen did not hold back when fighting against Feng Zhilin. Immediately, the Nine Dragons Scripture went berserk, and a total of five Divine Dragons appeared behind Long Chen. Facing this eighth stage Divine wind devouring array, the power of the fifth stage of the Nine Dragons Scripture was more than enough!

Roar!

There were five of them, and the terrifying dragon roars came from within the storm. Then, everyone saw the five colors suddenly erupt and streaks of colourful divine light appeared. It was as if there were five giant dragons rolling within the storm, rus.h.i.+ng towards Feng Zhiling's direction!

"Break!" Crimson Sky Kingdom's Desolate Blood Sweep!

BOOM!

With a loud explosion, the largest wind devouring array was smashed to pieces by Long Chen. The Hundred Lives Storm mirage was similarly killed by Long Chen, and the two of them flew out at the same time.

Long Chen could not help but be shocked, when he was fighting Lu Junyue, he had directly crushed his opponent, but he did not expect Feng Zhiling to be so strong, and his own attack was actually not able to injure his opponent at all.

After all, Long Chen had used all of his Nirvana Qi.

Without the power of the Nirvanic Rebirth, the power of the fifth level of the Nine Dragons Scripture would have been significantly weaker.

How could Long Chen fight against a warrior from the Eighth Stage of the Divine Martial Stage like this? The reason for all of this was the power of Nirvanic Rebirth!

"Not bad, I don't want to do any more boring attacks. "Let's see if you can handle this move. If you can, I, Feng Zhiling, am not your match."

High up in the sky, Feng Zhiling said in a cold voice.

"Of course, even if you can block this move, you won't be able to escape death today. "I don't want to die alone, you have to die with me!"

At this point, she became somewhat agitated.

Perhaps, death itself made her afraid.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have looked for Long Chen yesterday.

Long Chen didn't say anything as he pointed at her with the Scarlet Sky Desolate Blood in his hand without hesitation.

At this time, these two seemingly ambiguous young martial artists had really left everyone in shock. They were truly fighting for the final victory.

It was also to give himself an explanation.

Feng Zhilin no longer spoke, she extended a finger and pointed it at Long Chen, her eyes completely bloodshot.

"I hope you can use your strongest finger techniques to receive this attack." Feng Zhiling said coldly.

Hearing that, Long Chen kept the Crimson Sky Kingdom, and without saying another word, he stepped on the ground, and shot towards Feng Zhilin.

Feng Zhiling closed her eyes, and a small whirlwind condensed in her fingers.

This was the latest Grade Nine Divine Technique that she was training in, also her current strongest offensive skill. Of course, this was not something that was given to her by that person, as it was something that would cause even Ninth Stage of the Divine Martial Stage pract.i.tioners to tremble.

It was impossible for the Temple of the Winds to have this one finger technique, and it was also given to her by that person.

His name was: Death Storm!

The small whirlwind that was condensed at the tip of her finger gradually became deathly gray, and gave off a feeling that caused one's heart to palpitate. Long Chen also felt that pressure, it was a kind of power that seemed to come from another world.

death

The grey stream of air gave off a feeling as though it did not have the slightest bit of vitality.

Long Chen did not care about all that. Since she wanted an answer, Long Chen would give it to her.

A Euphorbid Finger that could shake the Nine Spirits Golden Elephant Seal off!

The power of a Great Void Cosmic Dragon!

Reaching out his hand, the ordinary-looking but most terrifying Euphorbid Finger was used by Long Chen. In an instant, it became chaotic as a surge of chaotic energy condensed at Long Chen's fingertip and pierced towards Feng Zhilin!

"Death Storm!"

This was a Finger Art!

Feng Zhiling's face turned pale. With a little bit of strength, her finger pierced through the grey tornado. The finger that was jabbed out was no longer the original color, but a dead gray color!

The Euphorbid Finger may seem ordinary and ordinary, but this hurricane of death, was actually this astonis.h.i.+ng!