Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu-Chapter 371 - 222 Dragon Battle in the Wild_2

Chen Qing drew his sword from its sheath, “Sword Drawing Skill!”

Nurturing the sword for nine years, it was finally unsheathed today!

Crack!

The large halberd in Ao Huanxiu’s hand was completely cut down by Chen Qing’s sword. The sword’s light swept across, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound on his chest, and the terrifying might sent Ao Huanxiu crashing into a Hanhai Dragon Boat, creating a massive hole.

Chen Qing laughed wildly, defeating Ao Huanxiu with a single sword strike, his strength indeed could traverse the Death Realm unhindered!

“Taking a sword from me and not dying shows you aren’t just an empty name!”

Ao Huanxiu, who had just stood up, felt immense shame at these words, his face flushed.

In the human realm, he was more arrogant than anyone, only regretting being born a century too late.

Now, truly arriving in the Death Realm, facing the likes of Chen Qing and Ji Dang who contended for the throne, he couldn’t even withstand a single sword.

In this gap, the Dragon Cavalry had already clashed with the Heavenly Dragon Army!

A direct charge typically led to heavy casualties.

But unfortunately for the Heavenly Dragon Army, at the forefront were Lu Shen and the Undying Dragon Cavalry.

Lu Shen was hit by several spears, yet if not for his Undying Body and Golden Skin and Jade Bone, he would have perished long ago.

The Undying Dragon Cavalry bore a large part of the attack, relying on their fearless bravery to directly break the vanguard of the Heavenly Dragon Army.

In the sky, dozens of corpses from the Heavenly Dragon Army fell, dropping into the White Bone River below, submerged by billowing white bones.

Chen Qing, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, leisurely sliced a Heavenly Dragon Army opponent into severe injury with each swing of his sword.

The Ghost Face Realm represented the physical limit, and though the Heavenly Dragon Army’s physical might didn’t surpass the Dragon Cavalry, they certainly possessed mixed blood dragon veins, with strong physiques.

Additionally, residing long-term in the Death Realm elevated their cultivation, so Chen Qing couldn’t achieve a guaranteed kill with a single strike every time.

Unless he unleashed the strike used against Ao Huanxiu, that would ensure easy killing.

Yet even so, as Chen Qing entered the Heavenly Dragon Army’s ranks, no one could stop him, for although he had never seen their techniques, from his Grandmaster’s perspective, they were still full of flaws.

Each casual swing of his sword resulted in serious injury to a Heavenly Dragon Army member. As for those already wounded by the Dragon Cavalry, Chen Qing often directly beheaded them!

Blood sprayed, the yellow dragon blood soared, resembling a shower of blood.

Chen Qing charged and slew within the Heavenly Dragon Army, and for a moment, he couldn’t break out.

This Heavenly Dragon Army was indeed formidable, worthy of being the Dragon Palace’s main force.

Unlike the previous armies encountered, who were directly decimated by the Dragon Cavalry.

Chen Qing, after a round of slashing, shattered the incoming long spears and glanced below, observing the Demon Clan under Hu Yao’s lead fiercely attacking those Hanhai Dragon Boats.

Yet, unfortunately, the Demon Clan lacked a numerical advantage, thus becoming entangled in battle.

Fortunately, the Demon Clan, with Hu Yao as the spearhead, faced no opponent capable of stopping her, so they didn’t fall into a disadvantage.

Chen Qing felt reassured, focusing more intensely on the slaughter before him.

The Great River Sword gleamed like snow, its Sword Qi River soared across the skies, cleaving through waves and veils of water.

Chen Qing fought fiercely for a while, but he didn’t spot Ao Huanxiu returning to the formation.

Turning his head, he discovered Xuan Mang engaged in combat.

Xuan Mang, being Chen Qing’s confidant, had long cultivated under the Feather Transformation Immortal Tree, reaching the peak of the second realm of martial arts, the Dharma Eye Realm.

Coupled with Chen Qing’s dominance over Jiuli for years, Xuan Mang had completed his Gu system through Chen Qing’s prestige.

He was arguably one of the top existences outside the Great Sect.

However, Xuan Mang hadn’t yet reached the peak of the Ghost Face Realm; otherwise, he would surely be able to contend evenly with Ao Huanxiu.

Even with severe injuries, Ao Huanxiu managed to suppress Xuan Mang, demonstrating that the gap between realms wasn’t easily bridged.

Only the Dragon Cavalry, with their mounts’ strength and formidable physiques, plus exceptional martial arts, could cross a minor realm to oppose enemies.

Chen Qing led hundreds of Dragon Cavalry to fight their way out, looked back to see Xuan Mang and Ao Huanxiu engaged in a fierce battle, the exchange of magic techniques endless.

Here, icy spears shattered the air like a river, while over there, countless thunders fell like the Thunder Pool inferno.

Amidst the clash of spears and halberds, cold and thunder flew together, Dragon Power and spear power clashing relentlessly.

Chen Qing immediately shouted, “Cut off Ao Huanxiu’s rear army!”

Once more leading the Dragon Cavalry into battle, determined to completely annihilate the Heavenly Dragon Army here!

In this battle, he aimed to thoroughly obliterate the Dragon Palace’s main force, ensuring they couldn’t recover their vitality for decades!

Last time, Dragon Palace suffered severe damage from Xu Yaofeng’s surprise attack, now this was their final strength.

If they exterminated this main force of Dragon Palace in this battle, it could be said they had no more eligibility to partake in the current battle for kingship.

Chen Qing swung his sword in the sky, with hoofbeats roaring like thunder behind him.

Accompanied by hundreds of Dragon Cavalry, Chen Qing charged into the Heavenly Dragon Army formation once more; everyone fought fiercely, striving to slay the enemy and shatter their ranks!

Having previously witnessed Chen Qing’s abilities to reverse life and death, the bravery of the Dragon Cavalry had perhaps reached the pinnacle of the entire Death Realm.

They truly feared nothing!

They only knew to keep pushing forward, continuing the slaughter!

Among shattered armor, within the snapped spears, Chen Qing swung his sword with vigor, like a War God descending, unstoppable, sweeping through thousands!

Wherever his sword pointed, life and death were decided!

Under his sword, one life after another was reaped. The Heavenly Dragon Army was a formidable force, but Chen Qing now, was the smith forging it!

On the battlefield below, Ao Huanxiu’s deputy, Ao Feng, was on the verge of cursing out loud.

He knew this demon army was reckless, but he never imagined it was reckless to such a fearlessly dying extent!

If Chen Qing gave the Dragon Cavalry courage,

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then Hu Yao gave the Demon Clan courage.

This demon clan, amidst lonely terror, encountered their destined king.

Though that king was born beautiful, she deeply loved the world, personally healing each demon’s wounds and promising them the chance to reach the Mystic Gate Realm.

Eighteen Green Bull Demons transformed into their true forms, treading the raging White Bone torrent, pounding against the Dragon Boat like drums.

Dozens of tiger demons protected Hu Yao in battle, wielding extremely tricky weapons, attacking primarily from below.

The monkeys, albeit small in stature, swung their scimitars with unparalleled skill, “Did you really think your Monkey Elder was just a Think Tank?”

“The Master said, ‘When enemies come from afar, no matter how far, they must be killed!'”

Covered in blood, his fur matted into a singular mass, he seemed akin to a demon king in the world.

A single swing of his knife beheaded an enemy, and his gaze fell on Hu Yao, “My king, wait for me!”

“Your old servant is coming!”

Just then, Hu Yao was suddenly forced back. Fixing her gaze, she saw a giant Divine Needle, ten zhang high, with the thickness of a zhang, coiled with a substantial azure dragon.

Meanwhile, nearly ten thousand Coiling Dragon Divine Needles appeared simultaneously on the battlefield, some hovering in the air, others embedded in the ground.

Suddenly, crevices split open in the sky, rivers flowing out, turning the land within a hundred-mile radius into a watery terrain.

Heaven cracked open, and eighty-one grand rivers cascaded down, overflowing the land.

Countless bolts of thunder struck down from the clouds, deafening.

The azure dragons carved onto those Divine Needles came to life, Dragon Power filled the world.

In a flash, ten thousand dragons took to the skies.