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Chapter 842 - 107 Murong Longtu’s End (Requesting Monthly Votes)

Chapter 842: Chapter 107 Murong Longtu’s End (Requesting Monthly Votes)

The green-robed old man let out a wild laugh, even with the Red Dragon’s form, it seemed unable to stop him, causing him to fall below, the Dragon Roar sounded, and with one move, he shook Murong Longtu back, the Red Dragon vanished in the sea of clouds.

Ji Zichang’s body became rigid.

Chen Dingye and Jiang Wanxiang watched this scene, even they, who saw the whole grand world, surpassing the Martial World, thought amidst the flames of the world and ancient heroes, the so-called Martial World was just a small puddle of figures, at this moment, their minds were filled with the word crazy.

The Martial World is narrow, not worth mentioning!

Yet at this moment of battle, this madman of the Martial World, forcibly raised the two words ’Martial World’ higher than the sky!

And the next moment, the eight thousand-year-old Red Dragon, considered a protector god by the people of the Central Plains, lowered its eyes and said something that shook countless tens of thousands of people in the Central State, the Ancient Red Dragon lowered its eyes, looking only at the young man playing the zither, its voice vast and mighty:

"Li Guanyi, I have come as you summoned."

"Today, I fear I may break our promise."

The voice descended vast and majestic, in this instant, after the green-robed old man treaded the Divine Dragon, this pair of grandfather and grandson once again plunged the entire Central State Imperial City into dead silence.

Summoning the Red Dragon to keep a promise?

It was as though the Red Emperor had revived from eight hundred years ago!

Jiang Wanxiang said slowly word by word:

"As per Li Guanyi’s summon?"

Some people, uninterested in the great trends of the world, were just curious about who Li Guanyi was, only to see that on the Martial World battlefield, the Red Dragon gazed at Murong Longtu, seemingly showing a trace of human emotion, accompanied by a long roar, it blasted the old man away, then rode the crimson clouds into the sky:

"Eight hundred years of world turmoil, I too have some interest now."

"Murong Longtu."

"Today, I shall be defeated by you!!"

The Dragon Roar echoed in all directions, stirring the skies into chaos, the Red Dragon’s scales shined layer by layer, its tail swinging, stirring up a storm, fiercely crashing down on the old swordsman.

The old swordsman raised his hand and summoned trees, flying flowers, willow leaves to rise up, between heaven and earth, it seemed a bridge appeared, all things in the world seemed to turn into long swords.

Murong Longtu wielded the world’s things as swords, inviting battle with the Ancient Red Dragon!

The grandmasters had to retreat, the martial artists of the Martial World could no longer restrain themselves, unable to bear watching from afar, angrily raised their weapons, rushing over, as chaos ensued, the Zither Sound in Li Guanyi’s hand became chaotic.

Elder Zu, Master, Grandpa...

At this moment, suddenly a chilling sharpness erupted, a figure rushed towards Li Guanyi, their movement technique agile and elusive, evidently with considerable cultivation.

It was taking advantage of the moment when this top-tier master in the world, the Sword Madman, challenged the Martial World, to take Li Guanyi’s life.

Li Guanyi offended too many people.

He himself didn’t know who would come to kill him.

In such chaos, who could say clearly?

On the battlefield, hero generals who were invincible, after leaving military formations and battle armor, died at the hands of Martial World people, were not a few, this assassin’s gaze was cold and steady, firmly locking onto that young lad with reportedly not high realm, who survived by luck.

This man’s sword strike was deadly.

He had killed many for the royal family, some were promising talents valued even by the young emperor, and today was no exception, by killing him, he could gain the favor of the last two elders in the royal family.

Prosperity and riches, within reach.

He saw clearly—

Sword Madman Murong Longtu was in high spirits, grappling with the Martial Arts Legend, the Ancient Red Dragon.

Even such world-class, unparalleled figures, couldn’t react at this moment.

Moreover, it was heard that a Grandmaster from the Three Sects of the World’s Divination Lineage in the Imperial Palace had said, after this battle today, even if Murong Longtu didn’t die under the siege of all the world’s experts, he would probably die of old age on the spot.

He didn’t need to worry about any future retaliation.

As for Li Guanyi.

Li Guanyi’s fate was thin.

The last one with such a thin fate, it was heard, was a wretched life that lost father in childhood, lost mother in youth, lost master when grown, immediately lost ancestors, middle-aged lost wife, and in old age lost son, a natural lone star, solitary figure, in such chaotic times, struggling for survival.

Better to die!

In exchange for my prosperity and wealth!

This assassin had calculated everything, timing, retreat, even in this chaotic Qi Mechanism, it would be difficult to trace who exactly did the killing, but didn’t account for one thing.

His sword went astray.

The leader of the Qilin Army, reportedly only Second Layer Heaven, just in an instant of playing the zither, somehow used the gentle zither strings to catch so many sword blades, the assassin’s heart tensed, the cultivation technique surged.

Realm, Sixth Layer Heaven.

Martial Arts Cultivation—"Red Dragon Suppressing Nine Provinces"!

Zither Sound in chaos.

But in the next moment, the young man playing the zither stood up, stretched out his hand.

Five fingers extended, gripped the assassin’s face.

Got up, paced.

Without using any released Inner Qi.

Pure brute force!

Directly pressing the face of this not weak power assassin onto the side of the Academy wall, the flesh on that face seemed about to be embedded, until the Academy wall shattered, the Zither Sound trembled, a final jarring sound, then all zither strings broke apart.

The assassin’s face was already like a pile of mud.

"Good kid, is this what they call Second Layer Heaven?!"

The assassin staggered, already splitting his form, exerting all his strength, shaking off Li Guanyi’s hand, spinning back to retreat.