Dragon-Blooded War God Chapter 1478 Palace Head Han Wu

Chapter 1478 - Palace Head Han Wu

"Uncle Han, refine this immortal spirit first. When you recover, we can talk about it slowly. I'm going to deal with a small problem right now." After Long Chen gave his instructions, he did not bother about Han Yunxing anymore. Fu Hai was already dead, and the bell had been broken by Long Chen, but Han Yunxing was fine. This meant that Feng Zhiling's previous probing was absolutely correct.

He was fine, but Long Chen was a lot more at ease.

The little trouble he spoke of wasn't small at all.

Although the s.p.a.ce within the Five Elements Clear Sky Tower was not small, it wasn't that big either. The intensity of the battle, especially the explosion of Long Chen's Primordial Blood Prison Diagram, was enough to cause a slight tremor throughout the entire Five Elements PaG.o.da. Everyone knew that a huge battle had occurred on the eighth floor.

The eighth floor was where the Han Wu Palace was located.

At this time, Long Chen raised his head from the wall of the Fu Mansion's courtyard. One after another, warriors descended and stood on top of the wall, watching everything that happened inside in shock.

The corpses of the Cold Martial General were strewn all over the place, and the unrecognizable Fu Hai had turned into a charred corpse and fallen at Long Chen's feet, while Feng Zhilin stood beside him.

This was not the death of one person, but the death of more than a dozen Cold Martial General and one King Han Wu.

Every single warrior from the Nirvana Tribulation Realm were important resources of the True Martial Imperial Palace, for example, there were only 100 or so Nirvana Tribulation Realm Fighters s in total, but today, almost 20 had died, and they had died inside the True Martial Imperial Palace. For the entire True Martial Imperial Palace, this was a huge matter!

For such a big event, ordinary warriors could only watch in shock and didn't dare to act rashly. They also waited for the arrival of the strong warriors.

They saw that there were still traces of blood on Long Chen's slender twin swords, Ling Xi's sword and the G.o.d Slaying Sword.

"This newcomer Long Chen has killed one of their King Han Wu, and fifteen of their Cold Martial General s," The observers began to suffocate.

They looked at Long Chen with shocked eyes.

This was a huge matter.

What was this indifferent youth doing? Did he not know that he was going to die?

Furthermore, where did he get the strength to kill Fu Hai?

Fu Hai was a martial artist of the second stage of Nirvana Tribulation Realm.

Not many martial pract.i.tioners could kill a second stage Nirvana Tribulation Realm at the first stage of Nirvana Tribulation Realm.

If they knew that Long Chen was only a Eighth Stage of the Divine Martial Stage, they would probably be scared to death. Long Chen was almost already considered a Nirvana Tribulation Realm.

Everyone's face were pale white, as they looked at Long Chen and whispered.

There was no doubt that Long Chen must have killed them.

"To kill his compatriots, that is a cruel thing to do. This Long Chen is simply a demon. This time, Wenren Xi's Martial Saint has gotten away with it. We have found such a fool, the Saint Martial Emperor Lord, and he is out of our league. "

"Forget about the Saint Martial Emperor Lord, he will definitely be punished by the Han Wu Palace today. If he is able to live, I estimate that the entire War G.o.d Palace will protest. Moreover, he even killed the people from the Han Wu Palace, so even the Wenren Xi Martial Saint will not be able to protect him."

"You mean, he's going to die?"

"Do you still have any questions? If he doesn't die, and he just came to War G.o.d Palace, and killed so many people, wouldn't we all be killed if we let him live? "

Everyone felt that he was right.

Long Chen was an outsider, he simply could not accept the ma.s.ses.

"Get out of the way." It turned out that Wenren Jingtao had long known about Long Chen's plan. Seeing that something big was happening, he immediately went to inform Wenren Xi, that Wenren Xi was one of the three forces of the War G.o.d Palace, and that many of his subordinates had followed him here because of such a big event. Amongst them were a few warriors with Triple Nirvana Tribulation or higher. It was equivalent to Wenren Jingtao being at the second stage of Nirvana Tribulation. There were more than a dozen of them.

In True Martial Imperial Palace, as long as one was above Nirvana Tribulation Realm, their status was extremely high. A single stage of Nirvana Tribulation was already revered as one of the most important stages in the history of True Martial Imperial Palace. The second stage of the Nirvana Tribulation was usually an extremely famous generation of Grandmasters, such as Wenren Jingtao. Above Triple Nirvana Tribulation were the top existences in the entire True Martial Imperial Palace, the strongest among the three Martial Saints and below. To be able to pa.s.s through Triple Nirvana Tribulation without being killed, when they were young, almost all of them were geniuses, powerful existences that shook the younger generation.

In the entire True Martial Emperor Domain, billions of people and strong pract.i.tioners had all hit this small place like the War G.o.d Palace.

Long Chen had already come into contact with the highest levels of the True Martial Emperor Domain.

Wenren Xi had always been calm, but after seeing such a scene, his elegant brows still furrowed slightly.

This was a bit too much of a farce. He even thought of other things. This was bound to be very difficult to deal with. Seeing that more and more people were spectating, this matter would inevitably spread to the entire War G.o.d Palace in the shortest amount of time.

He sighed helplessly.

Long Chen had always been at a disadvantage in his position as the Lord. He had just arrived and his popularity was not high, the people in the War G.o.d Palace were still in a state of rejection. But today, he had killed so many of the War G.o.d Palace's elites.

What the War G.o.d Palace wanted to elect was a type of prideful, righteous, and upright True Martial Emperor, not a Berserk Demon that killed easily. Long Chen was one hundred thousand miles away from the standard in their hearts, and it could be said that he would not meet it at all.

From the whispers, Wenren Xi knew that something was wrong.

His plan was going to fail.

Moreover, that person had also arrived.

He looked up. Opposite him, there was a fat youth wearing a loose yellow robe, her face filled with smiles. She led a group of experts who did not lose out to Wenren Xi and stood opposite him, which was the backer of the Han Wu Palace, Ye Futu.

He was also the Slaughter Martial Saint that always competed with Wenren Xi.

Wenren Xi had always kept a low profile, but Ye Futu was the opposite of him.

Aside from them, there were also many other experts.

Everyone understood what was going on as they looked at Long Chen with gazes filled with disgust. If not for the two Martial Saints, there would probably be people who could not hold themselves back and wanted justice from Long Chen.

Long Chen did not expect to cause such a ruckus at the beginning, but he had something to rely on. There was nothing to be afraid of. After today's incident, he had no regrets. Who would bring such a heavy threat to someone he respected and loved in the future? His methods would definitely not be benevolent.

As for what Wenren Xi was thinking, Long Chen actually did not think too much about it.

He had two reasons for coming back to the True Martial Imperial Palace. The first was that the True Martial Emperor had summoned him, and the second was that he had come back to cultivate.

Regarding the matter of the Lord, this was a huge task, and not necessarily just beneficial. Therefore, Long Chen himself had not decided to run. Not only would that be troublesome, but it would also be hard work.

He had just arrived and he was already so powerful. It seemed like there were a lot of people that he didn't care about.

No matter where it was, the newbie had to be quiet. This was the rule.

Under the glares of so many experts, Long Chen was surprisingly calm. He looked around, and finally stopped at a man beside Ye Futu.

"So this is the Little Martial G.o.d Yang Chen, what a strange person."

How should he put it?

It was a young man, not very old. He wore a set of very ordinary clothes, but they were also very messy. However, what was strange was that his eyes revealed a wildness that surpa.s.sed most of the Goblin Tribe members. Long Chen even felt that compared to the real Goblin Tribe members, he was more like a wild beast, a beast that had no rationality, only knew how to eat and attack.

Ye Futu firmly tied him to his side, and secretly exerted strength through one hand to hold onto the other. Little Martial G.o.d Yang Chen's eyes continued to scan the crowd, like a hungry wild beast, eager to give it a try, wanting nothing more than to pounce at someone else.

Under Ye Futu's control, he was unable to move.

Long Chen had a feeling that this Yang Chen was like a ferocious dog that Ye Futu was holding, a dog that was very fond of biting people.

"This guy doesn't seem to have any consciousness, but he's actually one of the strongest warriors in the young generation of True Martial Imperial Palace. How strange. It can be seen that this guy's intelligence is not that high, but if Feng Zhiling and I did not appear, the Saint Martial Emperor Lord would definitely be him.

Long Chen seemed to have guessed something.

"It seems that the True Martial Imperial Palace's water is a bit deeper than I thought." Long Chen was a smart guy, at least a lot smarter than Yang Chen who looked like a wild beast.

He kept his cool and waited for someone else to respond.

If it was an ordinary person, they would have already been scared to the point of peeing their pants, but Long Chen remained calm, which further angered everyone.

At this time, an old man with a head full of white hair descended from the skies. This old man had a sharp hooked nose, and his eyes were sharp.

His robe was embroidered with an eagle soaring in the sky.

Long Chen squinted.

This fellow, Long Chen knew, was most likely Palace Head Han Wu, who was at the late stage of the Triple Nirvana Tribulation. Someone who could rank in the top twenty, and could even rank in the top ten, was Ye Futu's disciple, and probably the number one general under Ye Futu.

He looked around, his eyes like a hawk staring at Long Chen, and asked: "I am Palace Head Han Wu, Long Chen, what is going on?"

His domineering gaze was filled with an aura of slaughter. Under his suppression, ordinary pract.i.tioners of the same level would've long since knelt on the ground.

There was no way to avoid today's judgement, but Long Chen had nothing to say. He said very calmly, "You guessed right, I killed them all by myself."

Long Chen's words caused an even greater uproar.

Many of them were relieved, but luckily this had nothing to do with Feng Zhiling.

Long Chen said this because he wanted to let go of Feng Zhiling first, so that she wouldn't have to suffer too.

"Very good, very good." Palace Head Han Wu clapped his hands and said. He was also shocked by Long Chen's boldness and arrogance, his eyes were gloomy like water. He continued to ask: "What is your reason for killing them?"