Zhao Ritian took the initiative to kill Long Chen. Although he did not have the terrifying pressure that he ruled the world at his peak at this time, his violent power was still heart-shaking.

Even at the end of his strength, he still made the strong men present feel frightened. Even a toothless tiger can still easily slap the rabbit to death. This is the gap.

"I am a mortal? I feel like you have become an immortal. You look like a person, but you can't speak human words." Long Chen sneered, waving his fists without any timidity.

"Boom..."

Nowadays, every time you hit, blood splattered above Long Chen's fist, looking extremely scary.

But Zhao Ritian was not much better. Even though Long Chen's qi and blood began to decline, his power was still terrifying. Every shot down made his arm break open, and even the debris fell off, and the battle was extremely tragic.

But even at the end of the battle, the undefeated will of the two men did not change at all. They both firmly believed that they could defeat each other and their minds were always firm.

People can't help but sigh in their hearts, no wonder the older generation of strong people always say that the reason why the strong are called strong is because they have an invincible will, firm beliefs and a spirit of never surrender.

This is the cornerstone of the strong, which cannot be seen in normal times, but it will be revealed in absolute adversity.

No matter how terrible the opponent is, you will always be firm and have no flaws in your mind. This is the key to the duel of the strong. If a person feels a little bit of fear, panic and other chaotic emotions in his heart, he will immediately be defeated.

This will is not taught or passed on. It can only be tempered through countless battles of life and death, defeating one terrible opponent, and finally tempering it.

The strong men present, regardless of their enemies, admire Long Chen deeply because the innate gap between Long Chen and Zhao Ritian was too big.

But Long Chen was so confident from beginning to end. This confidence comes from his experience and the various hardships he experienced from a small secular country in the East Wilderness to the peak of the world of cultivation.

People can only envy and jealous of natural emperors like Zhao Ritian and Feng Fei, but for Long Chen, who has a very poor background and talent, they cannot develop jealousy because everything Long Chen has today is all done with his own destiny.

"I see how long you can hold on." Zhao Ritian roared, without any slack in his hands.

"It should be fine until June next year." Long Chen said lightly.

“Bad talk…”

"Bang"

Zhao Ritian was distracted and was suddenly slapped by Long Chen. Now Long Chen is not as strong as before. This slap did not pose a threat to him, but this blow had a huge humiliation and interrupted him.

"You are so capable, you are just as good as a beast when others are not prepared to take action." Zhao Ritian was so angry that he cursed with anger.

"Nothing nonsense, how can I be worse than you?" Long Chen said angrily.

"Puff"

Beitang Rushuang, who was originally devoted to watching the battle, looked solemn, but when he heard Long Chen's words, he immediately burst into laughter.

Even Nangong Zuiyue couldn't help but smile and sighed, "When is this Long Chen going to be in a mood to fight."

"I'm hitting you with blood now. Your power passes faster than me. The first thing I can't hold on is you. Today you will definitely die, and you can only show off your verbal power. As the power of qi and blood disappears, death is approaching little by little, you can't do anything. Do you really want to bite me?" Zhao Ritian smiled gloomy and ferociously.

Feng Fei couldn't help frowning. Zhao Ritian actually started to sputter and used psychological tactics. This was deliberately stimulating Long Chen, which showed that he was indeed in danger and had to do so.

"Bite you? I don't eat shit, don't treat everyone else as yourself?" Long Chen fought back calmly.

I'll go, the words are so sharp. Mo Nian was already holding the long bow in his hand and was ready to rescue Long Chen at any time, but was admired by Long Chen's sharp words. No wonder this kid is so fond of women. His skill in his mouth is no less than his fists.

The divine power in Mo Nian's body quietly flowed, and Zhao Ritian's strength shocked him. He was truly worthy of being the Emperor Miao of the Divine Clan, which was so terrifying.

He was afraid that Long Chen would make mistakes, so he was ready to take action at any time, because the two of them would decide the outcome, or even life and death at any time, and he did not dare to be careless.

"My grass..."

"Bang"

Zhao Ritian scolded each other twice, but Long Chen was beaten back. He didn't even have a trace of room for counterattack and turned it straight away. As a result, he was slapped in the face by Long Chen before it even broke out.

"You shameless person, you can scold people if you can't beat them. Are you all the gods' virtues?"

"Smack it..."

Long Chen suddenly changed his fighting style and no longer fought hard with Zhao Ritian. His figure was shaking, and he slapped his forehand, but instead slapped him again, and shot his left and right, continuously slapped Zhao Ritian in the face.

Zhao Ritian roared and grabbed him wildly, but Long Chen refused to fight him hard, avoided a blow, and slapped his hand. Zhao Ritian took action once and was slapped.

Zhao Ritian attacked dozens of times in a row, but he was slapped dozens of times. The most shocking thing was that Long Chen's dozens of times slapped in the face were like flowing water, and there was no repetitive movement of slapping.

"This move is probably an unprecedented magical skill. It is unprecedented and has no one to come. Even if the emperor is resurrected, he will be willing to give up the disadvantage." A hint of praise appeared on Beitang Rushuang's pretty face.

Although Long Chen always looks careless and has almost no serious moments, this magical slap technique has become unstoppable.

Zhao Ritian was sobbed that he screamed. It was a shocking battle just now, and it was instantly downgraded to a fight that taught the hooligan a lesson. The scene was unbearable. The strong men present looked shocked. This style was a little incompatible with the previous one. The turn was too fast, and they couldn't react.

"I'll make you arrogant."

"Bang"

"I'll make you domineering."

"Bang"

"I told you not to wear a hat."

Every time Long Chen cursed, he avoided Zhao Ritian's blow and slapped Zhao Ritian hard. No matter whether Zhao Ritian attacked or dodged, he could not avoid this slap.

Zhao Ritian roared repeatedly, but he could not catch Long Chen, so angry that he was about to explode.

"Your source essence is about to be burned by your anger." At this moment, Feng Fei suddenly spoke.

As soon as Feng Fei opened her mouth, Zhao Ritian was shocked, like a topping of cold water. Because of the anger aroused by Long Chen, it was extinguished.

When Feng Fei spoke, Nangong Zuiyue and others suddenly understood that at the last moment, the two of them fought for the last energy.

When a person has less energy, the greater the impact of emotions. This is why people will become slow in reaction at the last moment and make mistakes in judgments, which means that emotions are affected.

Seven emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, thought, sadness, fear, and shock. Any one of them fluctuates too much and will seriously affect the mind when the energy is about to dry up.

Especially anger, fear, and sadness will invisibly consume a lot of energy. Zhao Ritian originally wanted to inspire Long Chen's fear and collapse his psychological defense line, so that Long Chen's original power can be consumed faster.

As a result, he failed to steal the chicken and lost the rice, but was aroused by Long Chen. His tricks reminded Long Chen that Long Chen did not fight hard and began to concentrate on slapping in the face.

In the rage of Zhao Ritian, his source essence began to be consumed sharply. If Feng Fei had not reminded him at the critical moment, his essence would have been consumed as fast as possible.

"Boom"

Zhao Ritian suddenly stepped back, hugged his head with his arms, curled up his body together, and rolled back quickly.

Long Chen did not give him any chance to breathe, and rushed over and punched him.

"I'm bragging a lot, and I finally need a woman to remind you that Zhao Ritian's brain is made of iron lumps. No wonder he doesn't speak human words." Long Chen sneered, with disdain and ridicule in his sneer.

The two of them have been fighting fiercely until now, and they have always relied on their strength. As a result, Feng Fei couldn't help but speak, which is equivalent to helping her. If Zhao Ritian had not been at an absolute disadvantage, Feng Fei would not have spoken out with her pride.

The words "a woman's reminder" in Long Chen mocked both of them, especially Feng Fei's eyes were cold, and Long Chen was very disdainful of her actions.

Zhao Ritian's face also changed. His fierce battle with Long Chen also needed Feng Fei's help to remind him, which was equivalent to announcing that he was not as good as Long Chen.

"Shut up."

Zhao Ritian let out a shrill roar, and his big hand summoned the void, and there was a bright golden stick in his hand. Zhao Ritian actually showed off his weapons, swept at Long Chen with one stick, and swept it down with one stick. The void was like a galaxy scattered, radiating the sky with divine light.

As soon as the weapon came out, Long Chen's heart trembled, and a terrifying threat of death filled Long Chen's heart. Before the long stick was swept away, Long Chen had already begun to retreat.

However, this stick swept across the void, and the galaxy was everywhere in the sky, and there was no way to avoid it. Long Chen resisted with all his strength, but was shocked by the magic power attached to the stick.

He was not swept by a long stick, but his scales were still shattering, and he was dripping with blood. He was like a bloody man, seriously injured with one blow.

All the strong men present were shocked. What weapon was in Zhao Ritian's hand? Why was it so terrifying?

But think about it, Zhao Ritian himself is a body of gold. What kind of magic weapon can be taken by him? The one who can be regarded as a weapon must be an extremely terrifying divine object.

The long stick in Zhao Ritian's hand was filled with colorful divine light. The long stick appeared, and the surrounding void began to collapse on a large scale, as if the world could not accommodate it.

"Long Chen, I, Zhao Ritian, are the seedlings of the emperor. You are just an ordinary person. I actually used the Tianshen Pan Dragon Stick.

Do you know how much you deserve to die? You said, how should I kill you?" Zhao Ritian looked at Long Chen, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he said in a stern manner.

Long Chen looked at the bloodstains on his body. The dragon scales had disappeared, and the dragon blood power fell into a deep sleep. He could not summon Canglong to fight for the time being.

However, Long Chen was not discouraged, but instead a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Seeing Zhao Ritian questioning, he said disdainfully:

"You are still so idiot, and the questions you ask are so ridiculous. I'm embarrassed to answer. If I answer, I will seem as mentally retarded as you.

If it weren't for the woman Feng Fei reminding you that your source essence was exhausted, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the power to use this stick? Is it still so embarrassed to say such arrogant words now?

It's really worthy of being a slap in the face. Do you know what shame is? Do you know that in a certain way, you have already lost.

Now that I can still speak so arrogantly, I really don’t know where your confidence comes from? If it were you, I would have hit you to death long ago, do you know?"

"I'm defeated? You fart. No one in this world can defeat me, Zhao Ritian. Today I will let you learn about the power of the world's most powerful divine weapon, the Tianzhanglong stick."

Long Chen's mockery shot into Zhao Ritian's heart like a poisonous arrow. He could not admit the fact that Long Chen said. He roared angrily, the dragon stick in the sky was raised high, the divine power condensed, the world roared and the faces of the strong people present changed, making them feel endless fear.

Long Chen snorted coldly and hesitated for a moment. Just as he was thinking about whether to sacrifice the Fentian Seal or the Demon Moon Furnace, suddenly the earth under the dragon altar burst out, and an evil aura rose up, as if the door of hell was opened.
Chapter completed!