328: Chapter 328: The Strong One from the Past (Part 21) 328: Chapter 328: The Strong One from the Past (Part 21) “Not good!”
From within the tribulation cloud, Long Yan kept his eyes on the battlefield.
At this mont, the tribulation cloud had already shrunk by half, and he still needed so ti to devour all the Heavenly Thunder.
When he saw Liu Yang break through the front line and rush towards Ling Wu City, he couldn’t help but exclaim!
A Martial King alone could destroy Ling Wu City, let alone Liu Yang, who was a Seventh-level Martial King.
“Die!”
Liu Yang’s speed was extrely fast; in the blink of an eye, he reached the sky above Ling Wu City.
His gaze locked onto Long Cangqiong and the others first, and he slapped down a palm.
True Qi surged out, turning into a palm print the size of a hundred feet and bombarding towards Long Cangqiong and the others.
The overwhelming montum pressed down, and space itself trembled.
“Fight it!”
Long Cangqiong, Dragon Star, Great Elder, Third Elder, and others were all enveloped by the aura of the palm print and showed determination in their eyes.
“Everyone, don’t be afraid.
We’ll go together.
As long as Yan’er, Chen’er, Hao’er, Yu’er, and Purple Moon are still alive, the Long Family has a future!”
Long Cangqiong loudly said, without any fear in his eyes, ready to face death.
“Hahaha, Yan’er, today is your Third Uncle’s birthday.
Don’t forget to burn more paper money and buy wine for every year on this day!”
Dragon Star laughed loudly, though there was a hint of unwillingness in his voice!
“No!”
Long Yan’s eyes were bloodshot with urgency, filled with surging Evil Qi.
Zhan Wushuang, Lingxi, and the others had also changed their expressions, but unfortunately, they couldn’t escape and could only watch the upcoming bloody scene with their own eyes.
“Ah…”
At the critical mont, a faint sigh ca from nowhere, clearly resonating in everyone’s minds.
Whoosh!
Just as Liu Yang’s palm print was about to fall, in a mont, a beam of light shot out from the city center and abruptly bombarded the palm print, easily destroying it and simultaneously knocking Liu Yang back tens of ters.
“Who?”
Liu Yang’s face changed dramatically; the person who had taken action was definitely stronger than him.
“Could it be that the Long Family has a hidden expert?”
The others were also shocked.
They didn’t expect such a powerful person to be in Ling Wu City.
They all speculated whether this could be a hidden expert of the Long Family.
“The Ancient Sword Gate and Ten Thousand Phenona Sect have really declined more and more.”
In the city, a figure erged from a tavern, lazily covered in alcohol.
He was the scruffy drunkard with unkempt hair covering his face, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly.
“Who the hell are you?”
Liu Yang glared at the scruffy drunkard with his pupils suddenly constricting.
He couldn’t figure out the drunkard’s depth.
This scruffy drunkard was undoubtedly a strong person, and an extraordinary one at that.
The drunkard didn’t even look at Liu Yang.
After tilting his head back and taking a swig of wine, he stepped out and arrived in mid-air, his gaze directed at the tribulation cloud, “Kid, I want you to owe a favor.
How about it?”
“Alright, as long as you protect Ling Wu City for , I’ll owe you a favor!”
Long Yan agreed almost imdiately, without any hesitation.
He had no other choice.
“Heavens, that’s the drunkard, isn’t it?
He’s actually a super-strong individual!”
“Indeed, I know him.
He’s been in Ling Wu City for a long ti, and all he does every day is drink.
I thought he was a fool.”
“Oh no, I yelled at him the other day.
He won’t kill for revenge, will he?”
…
At this mont, in Ling Wu City, many people had recognized the Scruffy Drunkard, and were shocked speechless, unable to connect the Scruffy Drunkard with a super strong expert.
“Who the hell are you?”
Liu Yang scolded coldly.
The appearance of the Scruffy Drunkard also made him feel a little uneasy.
“A re Seventh-level Martial King dares to shout in front of This King?”
The Scruffy Drunkard’s gaze fell on Liu Yang: “It seems that since This King hasn’t acted in a long ti, no one rembers This King’s thods anymore.”
As the last word was said, the Scruffy Drunkard slowly stretched out his finger, and with a single point, power surged from his fingertip.
The power was incredibly domineering, instantly locking the surrounding space.
Liu Yang was also enveloped within.
“Bang, bang, bang…
”
At the next mont, the space where Liu Yang was located exploded continuously, with the power of destruction pouring down on Liu Yang.
“No…
”
The voice of despair cut off abruptly as Liu Yang fell from the air, turning into a corpse.
Instantly killing a Seventh-level Martial King, this was the strength of the Scruffy Drunkard!
Gurgle!
Seeing this scene, everyone couldn’t help but gasp, especially those from the Ancient Sword Gate and the Ten Thousand Phenona Sect who felt a chill in their hearts.
“Who are you, Sir?
Why are you opposing my Ten Thousand Phenona Sect and Ancient Sword Gate?”
Quake Three Rivers’ face was extrely solemn, as the strength of the Scruffy Drunkard seed to be even stronger than a Ninth Stage Wuking.
“Gu Yunxiao and Feng Wanli are both defeated by This King’s hand.
What do the Ancient Sword Gate and the Ten Thousand Phenona Sect count as!”
The Scruffy Drunkard let out a light snort, then reached out and pushed aside the greasy hair on his face.
A resolute face appeared before the crowd, looking to be about thirty years old.
His deep gaze seed to penetrate others’ souls.
“Lian Bubai, it’s you!”
Seeing the true face of the Scruffy Drunkard, Quake Three Rivers’ pupils suddenly contracted, exclaiming in surprise.
“What?
Lian Bubai, he is the Divine Martial War King Lian Bubai?”
“Impossible, rumor has it that Lian Bubai is already a cripple.
How could it be him?”
“Divine Martial War King Lian Bubai, twenty years ago he was already a Ninth Layer Martial King, his strength on par with Zhan Clan leader, Battle Mad.
The five great powers’ sect leaders are no match for him, how can it be him?”
“These years, he has been hidden from the world.
Could it be that he’s already broken through to Martial Venerate?”
At this ti, everyone was shocked.
The na “Lian Bubai” alone was enough to stimulate anyone’s nerves.
“Divine Martial War King Lian Bubai!”
Long Yan was also a little surprised.
He didn’t expect that the person before him was the famous Divine Martial War King of the Shenwu Continent.
“Worthy of being the Divine Martial War King, even stepped into Half-step Martial Venerate!”
Long Yan looked at Lian Bubai, and with a single glance, he saw Lian Bubai’s Half-step Martial Venerate cultivation base.
Lian Bubai, Battle Mad, Zhuge Qianzhong, Wu Kuangyun, Gu Yunxiao, and others were all contemporaries.
Zhuge Qianzhong and the others had not even touched the threshold of Martial Venerate, but Lian Bubai had taken half a step, proving his extraordinary talents.
“Lian Bubai, why are you opposing us, Ancient Sword Gate, and Ten Thousand Phenona Sect, since we have no feud or grudge with you?”
Quake Three Rivers scolded coldly.
“It’s none of Ancient Sword Gate and Ten Thousand Phenona Sect’s business what I, Lian Bubai, do.
Besides, you all heard it, that kid promised to owe a favor.
Whoever dares to step into Ling Wu City will die!”
Lian Bubai indifferently spoke with a domineering tone, leaving no room for doubt.
“Lian Bubai, openly opposing our Ancient Sword Gate, we won’t let you go!”
“Lian Bubai, you killed the Great Elder of Ten Thousand Phenona Sect.
We swear to be your enemy!”
Gu Yunxiao and Feng Wanli almost roared, their voices trembling.
“Two worthless people, wait until you survive first before saying anything!”
Lian Bubai let out a light snort and spoke disdainfully.
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