The Rise of Dragon Son-in-Law
Chapter 274 - 267: Fierce Battle

Chapter 274: Chapter 267: Fierce Battle

Ye Zhiqiu turned his gaze, casting a light glance at Yan Yiqiu.

After a few seconds of silence, Ye Zhiqiu finally said, "My grievance with Long Chen is personal, and I do not wish to involve my clan or take sides with the Yan Royal Mansion against the Dragon Palace. I hope the Princely Heir can understand this. Therefore, I won’t join you in fighting against Long Chen. Ganging up on him is something I, Ye Zhiqiu, cannot do."

"Heh, such false nobility."

Yan Yiqiu sneered mockingly.

Ye Zhiqiu frowned and then chose to ignore Yan Yiqiu.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Yiqiu no longer hesitated and shouted loudly, "Everyone, attack! Let’s gang up and beat Long Chen mercilessly; just make sure not to hurt that girl, she’s the future Heir’s Consort."

"Kill."

"Long Chen, you little brat, prepare to die!" Yamamoto Dabong from Dongyang Country also shouted.

"Kill."

Over thirty people charged at Long Chen all at once, with a tremendous momentum.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this force was enough to eliminate any supreme master in the Martial Arts World.

"Long Chen, I’m here to help you."

Xuanyuan Yu’er said without hesitation.

"No need."

Long Chen pushed Xuanyuan Yu’er away through the air and said gravely, "You don’t need to die in vain. I alone can handle today’s battle."

Boom.

No sooner had Long Chen’s words fallen than over thirty top masters had already overwhelmed him.

Xuanyuan Yu’er no longer stepped forward but stood far away to watch the battle.

Although she was extremely anxious, she knew that if she went up, she would undoubtedly die; not only could she not help Long Chen, but she might also distract him.

Meanwhile, the submerged Long Chen immediately began counterattacking.

At this moment, Long Chen held nothing back, his Spiritual Power enveloping him, surging violently.

His cultivation in the Creation Realm was perfectly displayed at that moment.

Boom.

As Long Chen raised his hand, Spiritual Power gathered in his palm, transforming into a red long saber.

The blade of the saber danced with red flames. It wasn’t a real blade but was sharper than any real one.

"Kill."

Long Chen brandished the saber, single-handedly fighting against more than thirty Martial God Level beings.

Hiss, hiss.

With each swing of his saber, two masters had their heads cleaved off instantly, their heads separated from their bodies.

But as he killed two Martial God Level masters, Long Chen was also hit by other masters.

A monumental battle thus fully unfolded.

Everyone watching thought Long Chen would soon fall and die.

However, as time passed, not only did Long Chen not die, but regularly, some of the top masters attacking him were mightily slain.

The saber in Long Chen’s hand, completely formed of Spiritual Power, was exceptionally sharp and fearsome, cutting down anyone it struck.

Even facing dozens of attackers, Long Chen did not fall, engaging in a fierce battle with everyone.

To stand unwavering under the attack of so many top masters requires not just immense strength but also a combat consciousness that surpasses everyone present; otherwise, it would be impossible for one person to battle so many top masters alone.

And Long Chen did just that. He moved like a specter, incredibly fast, each move filled with an indescribable presence, like a War God descending to the mortal realm.

"How can he be so strong?"

Ye Zhiqiu watched, her scalp tingling, her face slightly pale.

Knowing how terrifying Long Chen was, she understood that if she faced Long Chen, she would likely be defeated miserably within a single round.

And it wasn’t just Ye Zhiqiu whose scalp tingled.

Yan Yiqiu’s heart also pounded fiercely, a chill running down his spine.

Thinking back to his previous solo challenge against such a formidable person, he felt a wave of fear.

At any cost, this man must not be allowed to live.

With a fierce look in his eyes, Yan Yiqiu immediately shouted, "Does anyone else want to join this battle? After it ends, in addition to the original promise, each person will receive an extra one hundred million."

One hundred million?

Among the crowd watching the battle, some were tempted.

One billion was already worth stepping forward to join the fight.

After all, Long Chen looked fierce but was also constantly getting injured.

This meant that his strength was not enough to truly sweep through all challengers.

"Princely Heir Yan, will this billion be given after the fight?"

Someone asked loudly.

"Of course," Yan Yiqiu shouted back, "Once we descend the mountain, communication permitted, I will arrange for someone to make the payment to all of you, no deceit."

"Alright, I’m in."

"Me too."

Suddenly, about ten more people joined the attack.

Long Chen was initially handling it smoothly, but the entry of these ten people drastically increased the pressure on him.

Bang.

One person landed a punch on the back of Long Chen’s head.

Long Chen’s figure wobbled a bit, he became unsteady, thrust his sword into the ground, and knelt down.

Boom boom boom.

At that moment, fists and feet fell like raindrops, frenziedly smashing toward Long Chen, True Qi converged, forming mini-storms, furiously bombarding him.

At this moment, Long Chen felt dizzy and pressured, but still instinctively operated his Spiritual Power to defend.

"Quick, everyone, Long Chen can’t hold on much longer, kill him, kill him,"

Yan Yiqiu cried out excitedly.

"Long Chen, stand up quickly."

Xuanyuan Yu’er’s eyes reddened with urgency.

Long Chen shook his head forcefully, enduring immense pressure, managed to stand upright despite the surround by various martial experts.

"Die, all of you."

Long Chen roared furiously, no longer using his Spiritual Power for swords, but transforming it into various shapes, crazily counterattacking.

His Spiritual Power sometimes turned into a fierce eagle, sometimes a ferocious tiger, sometimes a cheetah...

Each shape had a different power.

For a moment, all the martial experts were terrified, as they had never seen such bizarre True Qi before.

"No, this man’s Martial Arts Realm seems to have stepped into the legendary state of the Martial Immortal; even if it’s not the Martial Immortal Realm, one of his feet must have definitely stepped into it, or else his True Qi couldn’t transform into various shapes so easily,"

Sword God Chang Yan roared, his whole body in a hair-raising state, truly shocked.

"Therefore, we must not let him live, such an expert, capable of remembering every single face here, if we don’t kill him today, he will surely come back to settle scores,"

Yan Yiqiu shouted loudly.

His words carried great weight.

All those attacking Long Chen, including those who initially just wanted to mix in for the high reward, now had to be fully prepared for battle.

Indeed, if they let Long Chen leave alive, they would be defenseless against his retaliation in the future and would die without a place to be buried.

Therefore, all the martial experts now took the battle seriously, desperately attacking Long Chen.

As formidable as Long Chen was, facing this situation, he was constantly injured, with blood flying everywhere.

This was a brutal and fierce battle, Long Chen slaughtering through the crowd, one legendary expert after another died by his hand.

Soon, the ground was dyed red with blood, about twenty of the over forty martial experts were brutally killed by Long Chen.

Such a feat, if spread, would shock the entire Martial Arts World.

Still, the battle wasn’t over, the heavily wounded Long Chen continued to face off against about twenty remaining superior martial experts.

This fierce and brutal battle had exceeded everyone’s imagination at the scene.

Ye Zhiqiu was extraordinarily shocked, watching the bloodied Long Chen still standing resolute, the unyielding look in his eyes, that lofty and extraordinary demeanor enough to defy the world, made her heart tremble fiercely, her calm heart of over two decades, as if a massive stone had been suddenly thrown into it, causing huge waves.

Could he win?

Ye Zhiqiu didn’t know.

Nor did all the spectators.

Yet those who hadn’t taken action, without exception, felt a profound sense of awe towards Long Chen from within.