499: C499 Han Long

C499 Han Long

Jinling, outside the Chen family.

Yan Ann held the knife with one hand. It was half an inch out of the sheath.

There was a cut on the floor of the pavilion in front of him.

Opposite Yan Ann was a burly man with an eyepatch on his right eye. There was a wound on his forehead from the beast claw.

The old man's brows were white, and his face was resolute. He wore a python robe as he silently looked at Yan Ann.

"Why is True Monarch Nanan so angry?" The old man said slowly, "I've heard that there is a good dog under Ancestor Chen's command. It has been guarding outside Dragon Lake Mountain after eating some leftovers, wagging its tail and begging for mercy."

"Seeing it today, it really lives up to its reputation."

His words were vicious, causing Yan Ann's eyes to burn with anger.

"Who are you?" Yan Ann spat out three words. He had never seen this man before, but this man was definitely extraordinary if he could block his blade intent.

"The world only knows about the Ancestor Chen of China. Could it be that he is the only one in China?" The old man sat cross-legged and smiled. "You can call me Han Loong. I am just a nobody."

There was disdain and mockery in his words.

Huaxia was a vast land, and there were many capable people. Even if martial arts and techniques were desolate, there was no lack of true experts.

Some people did not name themselves, nor did they seek power. They sought the Dao, and did not care about worldly affairs.

It was also because of this that these people viewed the mortal world as a quagmire, and all living things as ants. The Great Dao was the only thing that mattered.

From the old man's words, Yan Ann could tell what he was feeling.

This old man in front of him probably came from some ancient inheritance, someone who lived in seclusion.

There were not many experts in China, and he had heard of all of them. However, he had never seen this person in front of him who could rival him.

"China naturally does not have Ancestor Chens, but the only thing worthy of my respect is Ancestor Chens." Yan Ann said slowly. "No matter where you come from, you should not kill the family of the Ancestor Chens."

"Why not?" The old man who bragged about Han Loong felt a trace of ridicule, "Why? The family of the Ancestor Chen is the reverse scale tiger whiskers. Can't you touch them?"

"In addition, how many years has that Ancestor Chen lived in this world, and how many years has Chen Weiguo and his wife lived?"

There was a trace of disdain in Han Loong's eyes. "They are so old, yet they want to acknowledge their so-called parents, the so-called family?"

"Is this the legendary Exiled Immortal of Huaxia? You actually like such a disgusting game."

Weng!

The moment Han Loong finished his sentence, Yan Ann was completely enraged.

In his eyes, Chen Yi was an existence akin to a god. He had once saved him and taught him martial arts. If it wasn't because of his unreserved respect, he wouldn't have stayed outside Dragon Lake Mountain all this time.

Although he knew that the Ancestor Chen didn't need his meager strength, he still hoped that it could help the Ancestor Chen, even if it was just a tiny bit.

The Saber Qi soared to the sky. Around the pavilion... It was as if there were knives slashing at the pavilion, leaving scars on the surface.

All of a sudden, the sky and earth seemed to dim. Only a knife was drawn out of its sheath. The snow-white knife cut across the sky and toward Han Loong.

Han Loong's eyes were deep. A golden stream appeared in his left eye. Behind him, there was the power of a roc spreading its wings. Its hand turned into a claw and met the blade in Yan Ann's hand.

In the next moment, the blade in Yan Ann's hand froze. Han Loong's clothes were torn open, but there was a teasing look in his left eye.

Han Loong only had one hand, and his thumb was down. He raised his index and middle fingers and firmly gripped Yan Ann's blade.

"He just entered the Fulfillment Realm. I once heard that you cut the river five hundred meters in half with your blade." Han Loong said casually, "But you can't move an inch closer."

"This is the difference."

The Dao power in Yan Ann's body kept flowing into the blade. Not only that, under his feet, the bricks were broken and the ground sank.

Suddenly, his left hand landed on his right arm.

Buzz!

The blade seemed to let out a wail. Then, one could see cracks appearing on the blade.

The corner of Han Loong's mouth suddenly twitched. He suddenly took a step forward.

The blade in Yan Ann's hand shattered, turning into countless fragments that scattered in all directions.

The three fingers that Han Loong used to hold the blade turned into two fingers. The fingers were like blades as they landed on Yan Ann's chest.

With a puff, a large amount of blood splashed out. Not only that, the clothes on Yan Ann's back were completely torn. The force of this attack almost penetrated Yan Ann's entire body.

One should know that Yan Ann was a peak Dao Initiation realm warrior. His body's toughness was not necessarily inferior to steel.

Even so, Yan Ann was still severely injured by this attack. If these two fingers pierced through Yan Ann's heart, he was afraid that he would die for sure.

Yan Ann's eyes were dull. Blood was flowing out of his seven apertures, and his body was trembling.

His arms fell down, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle anymore.

"You cultivate the Ancestor Chen's martial art? I wonder if it's because this martial art is lacking, or because you don't have good skills." Han Loong slowly put away his blood-stained fingers. The surrounding pavilions could not withstand the power of the two people's exchange and collapsed with a bang.

With a flash, Han Loong appeared in another place.

He looked at the villa of Chen family with a faint killing intent in his eyes.

At this moment, Chen Weiguo and the others in the Chen family were shocked by the loud noise outside. Someone rushed out and saw the collapsed pavilion and the unfamiliar Han Loong.

"Who are you?!" Someone from the Chen family shouted.

After Chen Weiguo walked out, he saw a faint trace of blood under the pavilion.

"Not good!"

Chen Weiguo was about to say something, but Han Loong smiled. He only raised his hand and pressed it down.

Boom!

The force of heaven and earth turned into a terrifying impact, sweeping towards the Chen family.

In an instant, all the windows within a radius of a thousand meters were shattered. At the same time, everyone in the Chen family nearly fainted from the impact.

One hand pressed down on the heaven and earth, Martial Arts Golden Core Stage.

Han Loong wanted to step forward, but he stopped just as he raised his leg.

In the next moment, he saw a sword Qi that crossed hundreds of meters behind him.

Qian Loongquan rushed over. He looked at Han Loong, his eyes filled with shock and anger.

"Yan Ann..."

Qian Loongquan appeared under the pavilion. The remains of the pavilion flew up.

Yan Ann was almost unconscious. His life force was extremely weak.

"Oh no!"

Qian Loongquan's facial expression changed drastically. He looked at Yan Ann and immediately circulated his Martial Arts Golden Core energy, injecting it into Yan Ann's body.

"The patriarch of Qian family?" Suddenly, a voice sounded from beside Qian Loongquan. Han Loong took a step forward and appeared beside Qian Loongquan.

He attacked Qian Loongquan's side head with the same claw. Qian Loongquan's eyes were cold. One of his hands turned into a fist, while the other used the strength of a Martial Arts Golden Core to protect Yan Ann's weak life force.

Boom!

The ground sank. The floating remains of the pavilion were pulverized by the collision of their fists and claws.

Qian Loongquan supported Yan Ann with one hand. His figure flickered and he appeared a dozen meters away.

He pointed at several acupuncture points on Yan Ann's body and used his Martial Arts Golden Core strength to transfer them into Yan Ann's body. Only then did he stand up.

This was all he could do. He was not a doctor. What he did was only some life-saving martial arts techniques.

Qian Loongquan looked at Han Loong. Suddenly, a killing intent shot up to the sky. His clothes fluttered in the wind.

His eyes were bloodshot and filled with a murderous aura.

"How dare you!" Qian Loongquan said word by word. As the master of the Qian family and an existence at the Martial Arts Golden Core Stage realm, Qian Loongquan had been so angry for countless years.

Although he didn't know this Han Loong, the killing intent in his heart didn't decrease at all.

While he was stabilizing Yan Ann's injuries, Qian Loongquan had already detected it.

Yan Ann's heart was broken!

If his heart meridian was broken, even if a Divine Immortal was still alive, he would not be able to reverse the situation.

He was older than Yan Ann, but it was all related to the Ancestor Chen. He and Yan Ann knew each other, and they had drunk together.

Qian Loongquan had drunk a pot of Nanan wine before.

However... it was just a moment of carelessness that caused Yan Ann to die here.

Martial Arts Golden Core Stage was known as a land god by the people of this world.

However, at this moment, it was as if a Martial Immortal was enraged, causing the heavens and earth to descend into chaos.

Han Loong looked at Qian Loongquan's anger and sorrow. He raised his brows slightly and said, "He died because he overestimated his own abilities."

"He is at the peak of the Dao Initiation realm, but he still dares to attack me. If I don't kill him, do I have to be polite?"

"You're also a Martial Arts Golden Core Stage, and you're also the master of a big family like the Qian family. Don't you find it ridiculous to say such a thing?"

"Also..."

Han Loong laughed and said, "How dare you. This has always been the attitude of a superior when giving orders to a subordinate."

"Qian Loongquan, both of us are Martial Arts Golden Core Stage warriors, and I'm not any weaker than you."

Suddenly, Han Loong moved. With a single step, he appeared in front of Qian Loongquan.0

"I am not weaker than you!"

As soon as he spoke, a claw descended and flew towards Qian Loongquan's throat.

Qian Loongquan's eyes seemed to be stained with blood as he punched again.

At the same time, Qian Loongquan's hand sank into his Dantian, and the surging Martial Arts Golden Core energy surged into his palm.

The fist and claw collided, and they were evenly matched. However, Qian Loongquan flipped his palm and struck out.

The twelve moves of Immortal Martial Arts, Martial Immortal Broken River!

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