Novel Full Chapter 482
Chapter 482: Chapter 8 I, Long Long, Am Truly Invincible Chapter 482: Chapter 8 I, Long Long, Am Truly Invincible If the sects of the Human Race value their disciples’ “talents in Taoist cultivation” the most,
then what the various clans of the Great Demon Clans focus on is the “Bloodline Rank” of their members.
Since all parties have been mixing sand into each other’s territory for tens of thousands of years, the existence of Long Hu is not a secret, even Hu Li of the Qingqiu Fox Clan knows about it, so naturally, the White Tiger Clan rulers of West State could not have been kept in the dark for long.
Coveting her bloodline!
Long Long’s Bloodline Rank is even higher, and of course, everyone desires it more.
But Long Long is of pure Dragon Clan bloodline, and the White Tiger Clan, as leaders of the Mao Clan, cannot possibly invite a pure dragon to be at their service, thus they only covet in secret.
The situation with Long Hu is different; she carries the bloodline of the Fox Clan, which is a branch of the Mao Clan, and the Mao Clan is ruled by the White Tiger Clan of West State.
Therefore, the White Tiger Clan theoretically has the right to claim Long Hu as one of their own, that is, “every fox is a member of our big family in West State.”
As for whether Long Hu’s bloodline is more of the Dragon Clan or Fox Clan, the White Tigers do not know.
Even if they knew, they would pretend not to know, “suggesting a thorough examination in West State.”
As for the thoughts of these Mao Clan cultivators, Long Long could see through them at once, immediately feeling annoyed in his heart.
The little fox has already given her heart to me, and now you ugly slaves are interfering?
I am a single-female-main-character pure-love warrior, sworn to enforce justice and punish you severely!
With that thought in mind, Long Long immediately activated the Fire Dragon Chant Immortal Sword and stabbed directly at the cloaked servant.
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The cloaked servant was both shocked and angry, quickly swinging his sharp claws in an attempt to grasp the Fire Dragon Chant in his hands.
His act of challenging the sword with his flesh was not due to overconfidence but because the Demon Race possesses robust bodies that can contend with Flying Swords.
Thus, many demons prefer attacking with their bodies.
Naturally, Long Long would not give him a chance to show off, and with a flick of the sword technique, the Fire Dragon Chant nimble twirled away, barely brushing past his fingers.
The cloaked servant had never seen such exquisite swordsmanship; he was slightly stunned, and in that moment, Long Long had already closed in, throwing a punch with one hand at him.
If the Xuanwu are known for their defense, then the Azure Dragon excels in strength.
The cloaked servant did not dare to receive this punch head-on, quickly displaying the best footwork of the Mao Clan, instantly dodging the strike to the side, and then lunging forward again to counterattack, his claws cutting through the air with a low howl.
Long Long spun around and raised his right arm to block the servant’s wrist with his elbow while continuing to change sword techniques with his left hand.
The Fire Dragon Chant then wound around from behind a tree and silently stabbed towards the back of the servant’s head.
This move, in the Shushan Dual Sword Technique, is called “Interplay of Reality and Illusion.”
A feigned stab at the front while a lethal attack sneaks up from behind.
If the opponent guards against the rear from the start, there’s always room to switch between the feint and the actual strike, turning the decoy into a deadly blow.
How could the leopard demon understand the mystery of this Human Race swordsmanship?
Just as he heard the wind behind his head and scoffed internally, thinking, “You think you can ambush me with this?” He turned his head to dodge the sneak attack of the Fire Dragon Chant.
And then Long Long’s punch sent him flying from the front.
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On the other side, the group of pursuers led by the cloaked servant consisted of two leopard demons and a wolf demon.
Since none of them had completed their Transformation, these three little demons, although humanoid, still had beards on their faces and tails swishing behind them.
Gui Ling’er was panicking when she previously fled, clinging to Long Long’s back and refusing to come down.
This time, in the face of battle, she was surprisingly courageous, charging forward first with her hands crossed in front of her chest, forming secret technique hand signs.
The wolf demon, being the most hot-headed, crossed paths and fiercely swiped his claws at her.
Gui Ling’er didn’t even look; she simply reached out to block, and the wolf demon’s claws scratched her hand, making a harsh sound like striking metal.
When the opponent saw that their claws couldn’t tear through, they switched from slashing to grabbing, trying to flip Gui Ling’er over by clamping down on her arm.
But when they tried to flip her, they found that she was as heavy as a thousand catties.
Not to mention flipping her, she didn’t even budge, standing firm as ever.
Thus, the wolf demon immediately deployed its third move, whipping its tail from behind like a long whip.
This series of decisive and fierce attacks, known as the “Tiger Descending Style,” were the basic moves shared with all the Mao Clan of West State by the White Tiger Clan, consisting of a pounce, a flip, and a slash.
Ordinary small demons, if not very powerful, would be killed by the first pounce; those with some ability, once they fended off the pounce, would then face a mighty flip aimed at throwing them off balance, before being pounced upon and killed.
If the opponent was indeed strong and immovable even with a flip, the final resort would be to whip with the tail.
Though the tail might seem soft, when infused with the mental method of the Tiger Descending Style, it could become as hard as steel, capable of splitting a huge stone several meters high with a single lash.
If the opponent was careless enough to be struck by this tail, they would immediately suffer broken bones and tendons, with their combat power greatly reduced.
However, how could the defensive secret techniques of the Xuanwu Clan, one of the Five Great Demon Clans of the Eastern Emperor Realm, be so easily broken?
When the tail struck Gui Ling’er’s leg, it was like a willow twig hitting rock, completely ineffective.
The wolf demon was momentarily stunned, its mind going blank.
Qin Zhou seized the opportunity, rushing to its side and exploding its head with a punch.
The two leopard demons, unable to come to the rescue in time, were immediately enraged.
One of them performed the Daoist Formula, summoning divine powers that conjured gusts of black wind out of thin air, sweeping towards Gui Ling’er and the others.
As the saying goes, dragons follow clouds, and tigers wield the wind.
The Scaled Clan excels in manipulating clouds and mist, while the Mao Clan is adept at harnessing wind and sand.
The moment the vast swathe of black wind blew, visibility ahead plummeted, making it nearly impossible to see anything.
On Qin Ye’s side, they quickly produced a Magical Treasure, a giant banana leaf fan.
With a single wave, they dispelled all the black wind and sand in front of them.
However, the two leopard demons had already used the cover of the wind and sand to sneak up to a very close distance.
Just as the wind and sand began to clear, they lunged forward, bypassing the highly defensive Gui Ling’er, and pounced towards the Qin siblings from both sides.
Suddenly, they appeared to see something terrifying, involuntarily halting in their steps, their bodies trembling as though sifting chaff.
Long Hu was hiding in the back, maintaining control over them with an Illusion Technique.
Qin Zhou and Qin Ye took the opportunity to rush out and kill the two unable to counterattack.
While they easily dispatched the wolf and leopard demons with a four-on-three advantage, the servant in patchwork clothing was too occupied to take notice, as Long Long was overpoweringly dominant, almost constantly pressing him in the fight.
Although he had long known that Long Long’s Bloodline Rank was no less than Long Hu’s, he hadn’t expected Long Long’s combat power to be so outrageously strong!
With this thought, the servant in patchwork suddenly became ruthless in his heart and abruptly crouched down, speeding away on all fours, activating some kind of escape Secret Technique, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
It is said that among the Scaled, Mao, Horned, Feathered, and Mao Clans, the fastest are the Feathered Clan, followed by the well-known agile Mao Clan.
Once this Mao Clan member deployed their escape Secret Technique, even the naked eye found it difficult to lock onto their figure, dashing through the woods like a flash, quickly vanishing into the distance.
To give chase and hunt them down would probably require the power of Qiu Changtian’s Immortal Capital Thunder or the Unity of Body and Sword of Ling Yunpo.
Of course, the demons are skilled in divine powers related to their own bloodline, so Long Long could not possibly suddenly use Thunder Method or Man-Sword Unity and then claim he “accidentally” learned them.
Such an excuse would definitely raise suspicions among the others, even if they didn’t voice them.
Therefore, Long Long symbolically controlled his Fire Dragon Chant, shot a few swords in the direction of the escapee, and did not give chase.
This time, he would spare his life, so he could bring someone more capable next time.
Otherwise, I won’t get enough satisfaction from the fight!