Chu Chen finished speaking, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and a sharp sword energy erupted from his body!
"Sword Intent!"
"Dragon Roar Nine Heavens!"
Chu Chen unleashed his Dragon Roar Nine Heavens, an unparalleled sharpness radiating from him!
"Impossible, how could you cultivate the Dragon Emperor's bloodline!
Impossible, weren't you a cripple?
How can you possess the Dragon Emperor's bloodline?"
Long Aotian's pupils contracted, his eyes filled with intense shock and disbelief.
Chu Chen's cultivation was only at the fifth level of the Spirit Sea Realm!
How could someone with such cultivation possess the Dragon Emperor's bloodline!
This completely overturned his understanding.
The Dragon Emperor's bloodline was something only the Dragon Emperor could inherit.
It was a special bloodline bestowed only upon direct descendants of the ancient dragon race!
The Dragon Emperor's bloodline was a gift from the Dragon Emperor to his descendants!
Only the Dragon Emperor could inherit the Dragon Emperor's bloodline and wield its power!
Yet, Chu Chen actually possessed the Dragon Emperor's bloodline!
What a heaven-defying existence this was!
His cultivation was clearly only at the fourth level of the Spirit Sea Realm!
This... this was unscientific!
Long Aotian was immensely shaken!
A strong sense of unease surged from the depths of his heart!
He was very familiar with this feeling!
"Chu Chen, who exactly are you?
I'm telling you, if you don't hand over the Dragon Emperor's bloodline.
Then I, Long Aotian, will have to kill you here today!"
"You think you're speaking too soon by saying that if I don't hand over the Dragon Emperor's bloodline, I'll have to pay the price?"
Chu Chen looked at Long Aotian coldly.
Hearing Chu Chen's words, Long Aotian's gaze turned cold, and a dense killing intent appeared in his eyes!
Long Aotian was no fool!
He could clearly sense Chu Chen's power!
He had now reached the seventh level of the Spirit Sea Realm, two levels higher than Chu Chen!
Yet, even when he used the Dragon Emperor's Dragon Roar Nine Heavens.
He was still easily blocked by Chu Chen, and even injured!
This outcome filled him with panic!
He refused to accept this outcome!
"Who are you?" Long Aotian asked again, his eyes fixed on Chu Chen.
"I told you, you are not qualified to know my name!
Long Aotian, I don't care if you are from the dragon race or a descendant of the Dragon Emperor.
Since you want to kill me, I will first sever your claws and fangs today!"
As he spoke, Chu Chen stomped on the void, leaped up, and charged towards Long Aotian!
With a single step, Chu Chen instantly appeared before Long Aotian.
The bronze longsword in his hand fiercely slashed towards Long Aotian's throat!
Seeing this, a look of fear appeared in Long Aotian's eyes!
"No!"
Long Aotian cried out and quickly swung his fist to block Chu Chen's sword.
Bang!
Their fists collided. Long Aotian's entire arm went numb, his tiger's mouth was shattered, and blood flowed profusely!
Seizing the opportunity, Chu Chen pressed his attack, and the bronze longsword in his hand slashed down without hesitation!
"Dragon Emperor Sword Art!"
A brilliant sword light tore through the void, slashing towards Long Aotian's neck!
Seeing this, a look of shock appeared on Long Aotian's face!
Chu Chen's swordsmanship was too fast!
It was so fast that he was caught completely off guard!
Even though he tried his best, he still couldn't dodge it!
He could only use his palm to block in front of his chest!
Clang!
A sound of metal clashing echoed!
Chu Chen's longsword directly severed Long Aotian's right arm!
Blood splattered, and red droplets of blood continuously gushed from Long Aotian's arm.
Drip, drip, drip.
"Ah! Damn you, I'll grind you into dust!"
Long Aotian cursed in pain.
He, a proud young master of the dragon race, the future hope of the dragon race.
Had actually suffered a loss at the hands of a martial artist at the fourth level of the Spirit Sea Realm.
Long Aotian couldn't comprehend it!
He didn't understand how Chu Chen's cultivation could be so weak!
But no matter what, he was a cultivator at the eighth level of the Spirit Sea Realm, and Chu Chen couldn't possibly be his opponent!
Therefore, he wasn't worried that Chu Chen could escape!
"Long Aotian, aren't you very smart! Why are you so stupid!"
Chu Chen's lips curled into a mocking smile!
His cultivation was indeed at the third level of the Spirit Sea Realm.
However, his combat power was comparable to a strong practitioner at the sixth level of the Spirit Sea Realm!
Although Long Aotian had some talent, it was ultimately limited.
Therefore, Chu Chen didn't even take him seriously!
"Chu Chen, you're courting death! Today, I will grind you into dust!"
Long Aotian's eyes turned blood red, and he roared, charging at Chu Chen again!
Both palms struck out, aiming for Chu Chen's body!
Dragon Emperor's bloodline!
He refused to believe that the Dragon Emperor's bloodline was inferior to this level of cultivation!
The Dragon Emperor's bloodline was the symbol of the dragon race, something countless people yearned for!
The Dragon Emperor's bloodline was the glory of the dragon race!
Their bodies flowed with the blood of the Dragon Emperor.
Therefore, everyone in the dragon race yearned to become a strong practitioner within the dragon race!
His father was an Emperor-level existence in the dragon race!
His mother was even a saintess!
His brother was the foremost prodigy of the dragon race!
And the Dragon Emperor was the god of the dragon race!
A being revered and worshipped by everyone in the dragon race.
Yet, his father was defeated by an ant.
His mother was even taken away by a lowly martial artist!
All of this was caused by Chu Chen!
Therefore, he hated Chu Chen to the bone!
He wanted to grind Chu Chen into dust and avenge his father!
Long Aotian frantically activated his true essence, unleashing the Dragon Emperor's bloodline to its fullest.
Dragon shadows appeared around him, exuding immense power, like true dragons!
While activating the Dragon Emperor's bloodline.
Long Aotian glared at Chu Chen, his eyes filled with intense malice and anger.
"Chu Chen, you lowly ant, how dare you provoke the dignity of the dragon race!"
"A piece of trash like you, I alone can destroy you a thousand times over!"
Hearing Long Aotian's words, a mocking smile appeared on Chu Chen's lips.
Long Aotian's words were too childish.
Only a cripple like him could utter such words!
Long Aotian's cultivation was merely at the third level of the Spirit Sea Realm.
How could he possibly kill Chu Chen, a martial artist at the fourth level of the Spirit Sea Realm!
Although his cultivation was far inferior to Long Aotian's.
However, with the power of his physical body, Chu Chen possessed an overwhelming strength!
Not to mention, he also had an invincible secret technique like the "Heavenly Demon Transformation Art"!
"Is that so?"
Chu Chen sneered, flicked his wrist, and the longsword in his hand directly pierced Long Aotian's chest.
Long Aotian's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.
His eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets!
A scene appeared before his eyes.
A sharp longsword piercing through his chest!
A trickle of blood flowed from Long Aotian's chest, dripping down the blade.
Pfft!
As blood sprayed from Long Aotian's chest, his head exploded with a bang.
With eyes filled with unwillingness and anger, Long Aotian slowly fell to the ground!