Supreme Dragon Lord-Chapter 109: Slashing with a Single Sword!

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Chapter 109: Chapter 109: Slashing with a Single Sword!

Upon hearing the middle-aged man’s command, the group of Sword Ancestor disciples nodded in unison, brandishing their sharp swords and launching an attack on Long Chen and his companions.

"Everyone, be careful!" Chu Lingjun alerted the people behind her. Just as she was about to make a move, she felt an oppressive force bearing down on her.

Turning her head, she saw the slender middle-aged man already hurtling a palm strike toward her!

Chu Lingjun couldn’t afford to be distracted.

As their palms met, Chu Lingjun staggered two steps back before she could steady herself. The middle-aged man, however, landed firmly on the ground, standing as immovable as a mountain.

"Zhang Ming, it seems you’re not quite up to the mark, failing to deal with even a little girl," another man at the War King Realm said with a light chuckle. He didn’t take action himself but stood by to watch.

Irritated by his companion’s mockery, Zhang Ming frowned slightly and snorted, "You just watch! In no more than five moves, I will certainly take her down!"

"Oh?" Zhang Tianpeng crossed his arms over his chest. "Then I shall wait and see."

Zhang Ming stared coldly at Chu Lingjun. "The Martial Ancestor’s number one talent is going to die by my hand today. It’s quite exciting to think about!"

"Is that so? Then we’ll see if you have the skill!" Chu Lingjun replied, her face calm.

After that initial palm strike, she had already gauged her opponent’s strength.

This slim middle-aged man’s strength should be at the War King Realm Third Level. And while my current realm is only Half-step War King, if I exert my full strength, I can still fight a powerhouse at the War King Realm Third Level.

"You sharp-tongued brat! Take this!" Zhang Ming scoffed, striking out at Chu Lingjun once more.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Their fists and palms kept colliding, unleashing extremely powerful ripples of energy.

Long Chen’s attention was fixed on Chu Lingjun. Just as he was about to go and help her, an expert at the War Sect Realm First Layer lunged at him with a sword! He then discovered five experts of the War Sect Realm were attacking him at once.

People from the Sword Ancestor? Long Chen’s eyes narrowed. I have long heard that Sword Ancestor disciples specialize in swordsmanship and that their skill has reached Peak Perfection. I’ve never experienced it firsthand. This is the perfect opportunity to test their skills!

Seeing a Sword Ancestor disciple attack, he stood his ground, simply raising his Blackwind Sword to block.

CLANG!

The piercing sound of metal clashing rang out.

Long Chen circulated the Divine Demon Ancestral Dragon Formula and activated the Fourth Stage Coiling Dragon Seal.

Instantly, the man’s cultivation was suppressed from the War Sect Realm First Layer down to the War Maniac Realm Seventh Level.

The man was shocked. What’s happening?

Long Chen scanned his surroundings. In the fierce battle, Disciples of the Martial Ancestor were continuously falling into pools of blood.

The difference in strength between our sides is too great! Seeing the situation was so unfavorable for the Martial Ancestor disciples, he dared not delay. I have to end this quickly!

He immediately unleashed his Divine Skill—Dragon Blood Boiling!

In the next second, Long Chen’s strength soared by an entire Great Realm! His current combat power was enough to contend with an expert at the Ninth Layer of the War Ancestor Realm.

"How is this possible?" Sensing the surge in Long Chen’s power, his opponent’s face immediately filled with shock.

With a flick of his Blackwind Sword, Long Chen struck the man’s chest!

The man hadn’t even had time to react before a sharp pain exploded in his chest. His organs shattered, and he died on the spot.

Seeing Long Chen unleash such formidable strength, the group of Sword Ancestor disciples was stunned for a moment, a flash of surprise in their eyes.

"There’s something off about this kid," one of the Sword Ancestor disciples declared, having witnessed Long Chen’s might. "Form a formation and take him down!"

At his command, several Sword Ancestor disciples landed around Long Chen and simultaneously took to the air. They swung their sharp swords in unison.

A myriad of Sword Shadows descended upon Long Chen!

Just as they thought they would kill him, a cold glint of light suddenly cut through the Sword Shadows, bearing down on them with an overwhelming killing intent. Their eyes widened in horror. Before they could even react, the cold glint had already pierced their bodies.

POP! POP! POP...

A series of muffled sounds rang out as their bodies exploded in that instant, turning into clouds of blood mist.