4564: C4564 I Can't Stand It

C4564 I Can't Stand It

These martial artists that were watching the show were obsessed with Yale Puppet King, so much so that they even forgot themselves and became lost in this brilliant battle.

Even if they were told to immediately die, they would still feel that this was a tremendous glory that was bestowed upon them by the Yale Puppet King.

The degree to which they lost themselves was close to madness.

In the battle, Long Yan had always maintained his clarity of mind and tried his best to remain calm. Only by doing this could he find the opponent's weakness and win.

Five hundred thousand Blood Devouring Dragon Radiant, he had been forced to retreat step by step. Since this was the case, it seemed that the power to bite and devour was still insufficient.

Then, he would continue to erupt. The Blood Devouring Dragon Yao was from Long Yan's body. One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand, four hundred thousand, five hundred thousand … A total of five hundred thousand blood dragons had appeared.

Heaven and Earth trembled. This time, everyone was even more frightened. There was at least a million Blood Devouring Dragons, and the bloody space had expanded to twice its original size.

Yale's Puppet King felt a tremendous sense of danger. He, too, reached the end of his struggle.

"That's right. You actually fought with me for such a long time. Then I will also bring you an even crazier slaughter. This kind of battle is truly satisfying!"

Just as he was laughing out loud …

Swish!

Would Long Yan still give him such a chance? No, no matter who he was, he would lose today without a doubt.

"Teleportation!"

This was a sacred art that belonged to the Great Void Divine Dragon. An illusionary divine ability flew out of Long Yan's hand. This was the power of time, so no martial artist could see the divine dragon mirage.

For a time, in this space filled with blood and slaughter, he was directly frozen by time. That's right, aside from the fact that the Yale Puppet King wasn't frozen, his surroundings were frozen as well.

Instantly drawing away the time within this Slaughter Space, Yale's Puppet King and the other experts were all startled.

They were stupefied, and their expressions were extremely wonderful.

Why didn't Long Yan lock down Yale Puppet King at the same time? It was because he was the belief in the hearts of the foreign races, the god of war, the king in their hearts. He did this because he wanted Yale Puppet King to retreat.

Long Yan did not hesitate. In the next moment, the Blood Devouring Dragon Yao began to move. It quickly started to bite and devour the destructive power of lightning, hail, snow, and fire.

The power of them biting and devouring was simply too terrifying. In just a short moment, they had successfully devoured more than half of the slaughter energy.

Right now, Yale's Puppet King was extremely astonished. He slightly frowned, but upon seeing his attacks continuously being destroyed, an ugly look appeared on his face.

It wasn't because he was angry, but because he had a new understanding of Long Yan.

"Not bad, you're a really not bad youth!"

He couldn't help but secretly praise the dragon in his heart. As he slaughtered it, he unleashed an even more violent palm strike that could destroy the heavens and the earth. Only then did he break the restriction of time.

In the blink of an eye, in less than three breaths, the reversal of the situation had already been completed. Yale Puppet King quickly retracted all of the remaining slaughter energy.

However, he did not continue to move. Instead, he looked at Long Yan with a dull expression.

In that moment, the enormous Blood Fiend Space had all quieted down.

The warriors who were cheering, including the girls, all opened their mouths wide as if they were looking at a monster.

Not only were they stupefied, but their hearts were also filled with great shock. They truly did not expect that the youth from the Blood Race would actually have such a strange and powerful technique.

Anyone who knew this would be able to tell that Yale Puppet King had been at a disadvantage just now, and had even suppressed him.

However, the Yale Puppet King knew even more clearly that if it wasn't for Long Yan being lenient, he probably wouldn't have broken through this space. After he was locked in place, he would have become the meal for those blood dragons.2

Long Yan was more like that mythical man, the Yale Puppet King in everyone's hearts. Among their generation, he was definitely the strongest and had lost some of his light. It was as if he was overshadowed by this youth.

Yale Puppet King stopped, looking at Long Yan in shock and couldn't help giving him a thumbs up.

Long Yan had obtained his acknowledgement, which meant that he was really outstanding. This dignified foreign race's Puppet King already had a whole new level of respect for him.

Since the opponents had stopped, Long Yan had also recalled the Blood Devouring Dragon's Brilliance. The energy that he had consumed was also greatly replenished.

"Good, good, you're truly a peerless genius. It's really hard to imagine that a small clan of blood could have such a genius. It's truly rare, but you're even stronger than I imagined."

Long Yan looked at him and directly asked, "Then can we stop here? It's just a spar, and it's all thanks to Yale Puppet King's conceding."

"No, no, you are being lenient on me, but how can I be willing? So, continue, this is only one move from me!"

He had his own pride. Being suppressed like this, he was unwilling to accept it, moreover, he had grown up for so many years, and at his age, many people already hadn't met a single opponent. It wasn't easy for him to enjoy himself, so how could he just stop like this?

After all, he was someone that was highly regarded by the Otherworldly Emperor. Not only that, he was also his adopted son, and his talent already surpassed that of the true princes. He would have a chance to become the strongest of all the foreign races in the future.

He hadn't even used his magical artifacts from the ancient times yet, and his strongest attack wasn't these. That was only his strongest battle state after completing the Puppet King's Divine Blood.

There was already no one left to inherit the Venerable Emperor's bloodline, and Lan Xue and the others were the only ones who were considered to be the strongest within the Goddess's bloodline.

Therefore, he was the representative of the Astral Islands.

Seeing the battle between Yale Puppet King and Long Yan, everyone reacted. They were still in a frenzy, and they still supported this perfect and beautiful man. They believed that this time, they would definitely be able to defeat this super genius of the Blood Race.

After that battle just now, in their eyes, it was nothing more than a warm-up for Yale's Puppet King.

"Since we all have ancient Dao artifacts, why don't you take out your Dao artifacts? Let us see who is stronger."

Yale Puppet King quietly looked at Long Yan and said. He still looked very gentle.

"Alright!"

Long Yan answered with a single word, "Very loud."

The Conferred God Slash was conjured by Long Yan. This sword of slaughter and death had long since become a little uncontrollable. It had the same character as Long Yan.

Having a father means having a son. Although it is not a biological child, Long Yan has been deeply infected by it for so many years.

However, Long Yan knew that he definitely could not use that move. It was called the Hell's Sword, Death Kill!

If he really injured Yale Puppet King, Long Yan and Long Ling wouldn't be able to leave the border city. After all, he had a mysterious master like him behind him and a dozen or so vice commanders, especially Wang Shang. If he took this opportunity to avenge his son, Long Yan would be in trouble.

However, Long Yan was not afraid of him. The Conferred God Slash was definitely a Dao item that could suppress him. Long Yan believed in this.

The Yale Puppet King, other than the one he was wearing, had another offensive Archaic Dao Artifact. This also showed how important he was to the Otherworldly Emperor. At such a young age, he was indeed not simple at all.

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