But Long Chen felt bad listening to him.

Although the status of the Saint Martial Emperor Lord was n.o.ble and important to Long Chen, if it was Feng Zhilin who used his life and foundation to exchange for it, he felt that it wasn't worth it at all.

In fact, in his heart, he and Feng Zhiling were equal, and not as strange as Feng Zhiling thought. Long Chen also did not know that a woman's way of thinking was so strange.

He a.s.sumed that Feng Zhiling was risking her life for him.

The past grudges, let them vanish into thin air.

Seeing her face becoming more and more pale, and her body shaking, Long Chen bit his lips, and was about to attack.

However, if he took action, it would mean that Feng Zhiling had admitted defeat, and her efforts would be wasted.

In that moment, an indescribable rage surged out from Long Chen's heart, especially when he saw Ye Futu's face full of smiles, he wanted nothing more than to slap his face until it exploded. Of course, there was also Palace Head Han Wu!

This guy, Long Chen had even saved his life twice.

Judging from his performance today, if this was Yang Chen's nature, Long Chen felt that he no longer needed to be courteous.

Just when everyone thought that Feng Zhilin would destroy the evil Yang Chen, Long Chen suddenly became alert.

After all, she had used a Dao-item with five Dao-marks on it.

Even if he knew that Feng Zhiling would become an immortal in the wild, he didn't need to wait for death like this.

The only possibility was that he had a trump card!

Thinking about it, Long Chen was shocked, he became alert, the Primordial Blood Prison Array had already been quietly laid out, waiting for Divine Yang Chen to make a move, the moment he would be able to move to Feng Zhilin's side!

"Die!"

As long as she could hang him, she would win!

For this, she continued to persevere.

Just at this moment, the Divine Yang Chen suddenly said these words coldly.

When the devilish Yang Chen disappeared, the divinity on his body also disappeared, changing back to Yang Chen's original appearance.

When he said those words, her body's Nirvana Qi surged out, forming into a battle vortex that surrounded him. The purest fighting strength swept all around him.

"Sky Tyrant Lord Blade!"

Yang Chen had not even said his Dao Artifact, and there were already people who had said his name.

Those with weaker Cultivation bases felt stabbing pain in their eyes.

Long Chen saw a golden blade appear in front of his eyes, it was nearly two meters long, in Yang Chen's hands. Yang Chen held the blade with both of his hands, his martial G.o.d aura exploded out, as the sand engulfed the surroundings.

Ancient patterns were carved onto the surface of the saber. There were a total of five patterns, and their auras were thick and profound. Although they were mediocre, they were still fairly old.

With such a heavy history, it brought about an astonis.h.i.+ng amount of power. Once the Sky Tyrant Saber was used, the Wind Dragon Tendon met the opponent. It quickly drew even more power from Feng Zhiling.

She was extremely unreconciled at the appearance of the Blue Sky Tyrant Blade.

The fruit of his victory was in his hands, and he was about to lose it just like that.

"No, absolutely not. I cannot lose. If I lose, so can he!"

"You have no right to interfere today, hurry up and leave!" With an explosive shout, Yang Chen slashed out the Azure Heaven Tyrant Blade in a frenzy. A domineering dazzling golden blade aura shot out, instantly sending the Wind Dragon Tendon flying. With Feng Zhilin's strength, she was completely unable to control the Wind Dragon Tendon.

However, Feng Zhiling was not convinced yet. She was confused, but she still clenched her teeth and came up to him.

This perseverance had already moved everyone.

"You don't know your place. Do you think I would be polite?" Yang Chen roared angrily, he showed no mercy and once again unleashed a blade aura, about to cut Feng Zhiling into half.

At this moment, the results had already been determined.

Long Chen activated the Ancient Blood Prison Diagram, instantly spreading blood everywhere. He appeared behind Feng Zhiling and wrapped his arms around her waist, bringing her away from the place.

This sudden turn of events interrupted the battle between the two.

Yang Chen seemed to have antic.i.p.ated this scene, he kept his Dao Artifact and looked at Long Chen quietly.

There was complete silence.

"Enough!" Long Chen held her down and with a dark look in his eyes, he said: "Feng Zhilin, I have never let you put your life on the line before, and recognize your limits. This is not the time to fight with your life on the line."

She gradually came to her senses and shook her head. "No, I am clear that I have to do this."

Even though Long Chen was moved, he was still angered by her. He held down the other party and roared in a low voice: "Get the h.e.l.l back here, I can do my own thing. I am very grateful that you fought for me, but no matter what, if you were to put your life on the line, then it would be disrespectful to me. Everyone's life is their own. You need to have the energy to think for yourself. Didn't you want to go back to take a look? If you die here, what will happen to your future life? "

Actually Long Chen did not want to say so much.

Finis.h.i.+ng her words, Feng Zhiling smiled and said, "So you are a selfish person. Why do you have to fight for these with your life on the line? For a woman in the Sword Soul Imperial Palace, I am not qualified!"

Speaking to here, she suddenly shut her mouth, because she knew her relations.h.i.+p with Long Chen was obviously different from Long Chen and Ling Xi. Thus, she hurriedly changed her words, "Forget it, I lost today, there's nothing much to say.

There was no room for discussion as he sent Feng Zhilin to Lin Junyao's side and then, under the gazes of everyone present, he walked towards Yang Chen.

It was already impossible for Long Chen to get the Lord!

The Saint Martial Emperor Lord was already 100% Little Martial G.o.d Yang Chen!

After hearing this news, a commotion broke out in the crowd.

But, everyone's attention was quickly attracted by the battle between Long Chen and Yang Chen. Even though the Saint Martial Emperor Lord had already decided, they still had to fight, and even if the flames of war were raging, everyone could see the fire of war burning in their eyes, whether it was Long Chen or the Little Martial G.o.d.

The atmosphere became incomparably heavy, full of the smell of gunpowder.

As these two peak young geniuses neared, everyone had no choice but to stay away from the battle. They all felt that there were true wild beasts living within their bodies.

No one said anything.

Feng Zhilin steadied himself and looked at Long Chen's back in a daze.

Could it be that Long Chen was angry because of her? She seemed to have not seen Long Chen angry for a long time.

There was a saying that was called 'Rus.h.i.+ng Crown' Anger was a beauty.

Was she considered a beauty?

Of course, regarding the relations.h.i.+p between her and Long Chen, Feng Zhiling had never thought about it before. She felt that it was impossible for her to have this kind of relations.h.i.+p with Long Chen in her entire life.

But perhaps, being a soulmate isn't bad either.

As though he was worried that everyone would forget him, he raised his head and announced loudly, "In the second battle, Little Martial G.o.d defeated Feng Zhilin. Looking at the current situation, Little Martial G.o.d is indeed the Saint Martial Emperor Lord, there is no need for him to fight at all in the last battle. One day, he will be the one to command over a hundred million disciples of the Imperial Palace and the one to control billions of lives! "

On the other side, their faces were icy and unmoved.

"This is a historical record, at any time during these five thousand years, a Saint Martial Emperor Lord was born yet again! He is a genius of the martial way, one that has gained the hearts of the people. He is the ideal one in our hearts, the only Saint Martial Emperor Sovereign. Let us call out his name, Yang Chen! "

"Little Monarch!"

"Saint Martial Emperor Lord!"

With Palace Head Han Wu's greetings, it became extremely lively for a moment.

But in actuality, there was still more than half that people who were focused on the confrontation between Long Chen and Palace Head Han Wu, and did not pay attention to it.

"I say, there's no need for this fight. In any case, the Saint Martial Emperor has already decided. In order to prevent someone from losing face, you can request not to fight this battle."

Palace Head Han Wu cleared his throat and looked at Long Chen playfully, laughing as he spoke.

Long Chen stopped in his tracks. This fellow was like a fly, and completely did not have a personality that matched his status. Long Chen looked at him coldly, and under everyone's silence, he said: "When will you be able to shut your dog mouth? Don't you have nothing better to do without a few barks? Can you get the h.e.l.l away from me? You want to eat s.h.i.+t somewhere else to eat, so don't bring the stench here, okay? "