Master Shuiyue was one of the nine elders of the Purple Sun Sect with incredibly strong power and influence, enough to rank in the top ten of the Purple Sun Sect. No one dares to defy a sect heavyweight of this level within the entire sixteen surrounding kingdoms, not to mention a mere Eastern Kingdom.
Except, these threats were pale and weak in front of Jiang Chen.
There wasn’t a ripple of emotion on Jiang Chen’s face. On the contrary, an even stronger urge to kill surged in Jiang Chen’s eyes.
“Purple Sun Sect?” Jiang Chen smiled coldly in his heart. “Even ten Purple Sun Sects wouldn’t be enough to obstruct my desire to exterminate your Long family.”
Offending the Purple Sun Sect was a matter of the future. Who knew the matters of the future with certainty?
In this moment, the Long family had to be annihilated, otherwise there would be no end of trouble in the future. Destroying the Long family, removing Long Juxue – how much would a dead genius be worth?
A heavyweight of the Purple Sun Sect might not be willing to go to such extreme lengths for a dead so-called genius.
Jiang Chen had already stepped onto the back of a Goldwing Swordbird in between his whistles, drawn back the bow, notched an arrow, and sent it shooting towards Long Zhaofeng.
This man had wanted to put his Jiang family down to their deaths on numerous occasions.
Today, Jiang Chen wanted to take down this person first. Once this person was dead, the greater picture would be set!
The arrow breaking through the air brought with it a piercingly cold true qi, attacking with a strong momentum.
“Protect His Majesty!” One had to say, Long Er was an absolutely loyal underling. Just like Long Yi and Long San who had gone before him, they were Long Zhaofeng’s most trusted deathsworn.
They were the personal guards that Long Zhaofeng had selected when he had gone through the Hidden Dragon Trials.
They had experienced life and death with Long Zhaofeng for decades, and Long Er had long since given his life to Long Zhaofeng.
Except, once Jiang Chen started his bow and arrow attack, how could Long Er be able to withstand it?
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…
Continuous sounds rending through the air rang out continuously. Incomparable true qi was infused onto the arrows, ripping through the air. When true qi and air collided into each other, streaks of fiery sparks burned through the air like blossoming fire dragons, shooting towards Long Zhaofeng in cunning angles.
Dong dong dong.
Continual numbers of deathsworn flung themselves at Long Zhaofeng, using their bodies to block these domineering arrows.
Pfft, pfft.
Three or four true qi masters were pierced by these arrows.
Long Zhaofeng was even more bedraggled now. Not only did he have to face the threat of the arrows, but there were several Goldwing Swordbirds circling over his head and sending strong blasts of true qi at him. Their intimidating aura was completely on par with Jiang Chen.
Long Er was covered with blood, as if he was a being made of blood.
“Long Er, protect Xue’er, leave! Don’t mind me. As long as Xue’er remains, there will surely be a day for revenge for the Long family.” Long Zhaofeng also knew that this situation was one of certain death. He couldn’t escape, and Jiang Chen wouldn’t let him escape.
His only hope was to cover Long Juxue’s retreat!
As long as Long Juxue left and returned to the Soaring Dragon manor, taking one or two of the Long’s bloodline with her the bloodlines would remain unbroken. There would then come a day that they would rise again.
“You want to leave?”
Jiang Chen smiled coldly and raised his hand to shoot another arrow, piercing through Long Er.
The arrow drilled through chest, before passing cleanly through his back exiting out the back. A bloody mist arose from Long Er’s chest as his mouth also spewed out blood. He widened his eyes as he looked at Long Zhaofeng.
“Your Lordship, your subject… is going on ahead of you.”
Long Er fell down with a thud after he finished speaking.
Long Zhaofeng had no time to look at Long Er as he madly waved the weapons in his hand. “Xue’er, I, your father, will cover your retreat. Go!”
In this moment, Long Zhaofeng was both bitter and sorrowful. How familiar was this scene? Hadn’t Eastern Lu sacrificed himself like this a few days ago in order to enable Princess Gouyu’s escape?
Was this karma?
Long Zhaofeng was an eleven meridians true qi master. His level of training was much stronger than Jiang Feng and Princess Gouyu. After all, he had entered the realm of an eleven meridians true qi master a long time ago.
Whereas Jiang Feng’s and Princess Gouyu’s realm had only just stabilized.
Therefore, once Long Zhaofeng paid no heed to his life, his battle strength was quite astonishing. One had to say, humans could often erupt with amazing strength when they were forced into desperate circumstances.