Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 902: Chapter 902 Blood Demon Attacks Chapter 902: Chapter 902 Blood Demon Attacks “Mo Tianwang, long time no see.”

The newcomer smiled slightly toward Mo Tianwang, showing that he was incredibly strong to be able to block Mo Tianwang.

“It’s Uncle Long Jian!” Ling Xiaoxiao exclaimed in great joy.

“Dragon Clan powerhouse! Hall Master! A Dragon Clan powerhouse has come! Dragon Clan protector!” Ye Tianwei and others were immensely excited.

“Are these the people from the Dragon Clan?” Yunyouzi and Xingtian were extremely shocked, as it was their first time seeing someone from the Dragon Clan.

“At last, he made it!” Feng Wuchen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that Feng Wuchen had already discussed with Long Jian beforehand, and as for why they showed up only now, it was probably because the barrier formed by the Blood Demon had obstructed them.

The Dark Panther also couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. Had it indeed been intercepted by Mo Tianwang, the Dark Panther would have been captured alive, and no one could have stopped Mo Tianwang.

“Wild Panther, quickly swallow the Elixir! Restore some strength.” Feng Wuchen took out an Elixir and tossed it over.

Even though it was an Eighth-Grade Pill and had little effect on the Wild Panther, it could at least restore some physical strength.

“How could Long Jian and his group have entered the Blood Demon’s barrier? What’s going on?” Mo Tianliang frowned deeply.

Third Elder Mo Qianhua said in panic, “Could it be that Long Tianzhan has also arrived?”

The newcomer was indeed Long Jian, the Dragon Clan protector.

Before arriving, he had been obstructed by the Blood Demon’s barrier, spending quite a lot of time before he could enter smoothly.

“It’s quite impressive that you could enter the barrier set up by me. Long Jian, oh Long Jian, are you here to seek death? Hmm!” Blood Demon sneered playfully.

Long Jian wore a faint smile, showing no fear whatsoever.

Long Jian’s cultivation level was merely at the Ninth Level of the Divinity Transformation Realm, yet now he could confront Mo Tianwang, which showed how strong he was.

“Long Jian, are you here to seek death?” Mo Tianwang asked coldly, his face dark and ominous.

“That’s yet to be seen. Mo Tianliang and Devil Cloud have been heavily injured by the Wild Panther. With you alone, I doubt you can kill this protector!” Long Jian spoke fearlessly with a smile, displaying remarkable dominance.

During that conversation, Long Jian’s aura began to rise.

“This is…Long Tianzhan’s power!” Mo Tianwang’s expression changed dramatically.

Mo Tianliang darkly said, “Long Jian actually brought Long Tianzhan’s power with him.”

“How could the Dragon Clan know about our Demon Clan attacking Holy Soul Academy? What on earth is going on here? Did Flame Dragon betray us?” Devil Cloud spat angrily, his fierce gaze sweeping towards Flame Dragon.

“It has nothing to do with me, don’t look at me!” Flame Dragon said expressionlessly, his gaze fixed on Long Jian.

Long Jian’s aura instantly rose from the Ninth Level of the Divinity Transformation Realm to the First Turn.

“Blood Demon uses the Devil Monarch’s power to set up the barrier, and I, as a protector, can also use the Clan Leader’s power!” Protector Long Jian said coldly, his arrogance and nobility as a member of the Dragon Clan fully displayed.

“What of it? After all, you are just at the Ninth Level of the Divinity Transformation Realm!” Mo Tianwang said ferociously, his eyes flashing with a strong urge to kill.

Long Jian smirked and said, “You are so confident, then go ahead and try!”

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”

Soon after, over a dozen figures suddenly appeared, and all of them were strong Divine Transformation Realm warriors from the Dragon Clan.

The appearance of Long Jian and the dozen Dragon Clan Divine Transformation Realm warriors made the Demon Clan’s army worry.

“Support the Dragon God Alliance immediately, and annihilate the Demon Clan!” Long Jian ordered.

“Yes, protector!” The Divine Transformation Realm warriors immediately dispersed, unleashing their terrifying power.

With the Dragon Clan warriors joining the battle, defeating the Demon Clan army was definitely not a problem.

“Feng Wuchen, try to eliminate the other two Sanhun. I’ll handle this old thing!” Long Jian shouted, his overwhelming aura bursting forth, fully driving the Dragon Clan Bloodline Power.

Long Jian took the lead in unleashing a fierce offensive, using all his strength to hold off Mo Tianwang and give Feng Wuchen an opportunity.

Mo Tianliang and Devil Cloud, already heavily wounded by Wild Panther, presented the best opportunity to strike them down.

Missing this chance, they would likely not get another in this lifetime.

Feng Wuchen immediately vanished with a flash, no longer entangling with his opponent.

“Quick, stop Feng Wuchen!” Devil Cloud shouted anxiously.

Feng Wuchen was not weak and possessed Primordial Ancient power; Devil Cloud and Mo Tianliang dared not claim they could withstand Feng Wuchen.

The Mo Zu Huashenjing warrior battling Feng Wuchen used all his strength to flash away.

But, unfortunately, his speed was far inferior compared to Feng Wuchen.

The other Mo Zu Huashenjing warriors had no chance to assist now, as Dragon Clan warriors fully intercepted them.

“No one can save you now!”

Feng Wuchen appeared instantly, his fierce gaze fixed on the duo Devil Cloud, his Dragon God Sword sweeping out without hesitation.

“Bastard!” Devil Cloud roared furiously, driven crazy with anger.

“Devil Monarch Seal!” Mo Tianliang gritted his teeth and forcefully summoned his energy to block Feng Wuchen.

For a member of the Demon Clan’s Sanhun, esteemed and formidable, it was a humiliating disgrace to be exploited by a junior.

“Boom!”

“Spurt spurt!”

With all his power, Feng Wuchen’s sword came slashing down; a loud blast erupted as the overpowering sword Qi shattered the Devil Monarch Seal, causing Devil Cloud and his companion to spit blood and their figures to be thrown backward.

This sword strike by Feng Wuchen aggravated their injuries.

“Blood Demon! Why aren’t you acting! Do you want to see us die?” Mo Tianliang roared furiously.

“Blood Demon!” Feng Wuchen frowned slightly but did not dwell on it, his Dragon God Sword in hand as he flashed away, his killing intent even more terrifying.

“What exactly does Blood Demon want?” Flame Dragon frowned deeply, utterly puzzled.

Mo Tianliang’s roar exploded like a heavy bomb in the ears of the Dragon God Alliance.

Was there a more formidable being than the Demon Clan’s Sanhun yet to act?

“How preposterous! You cheeky brat, stop your arrogance!” Mo Tianliang yelled at Feng Wuchen.

“Humph! It seems Blood Demon doesn’t want to save you! Or maybe he’s wary of something. Being slain by Feng Wuchen, I wonder if my name will go down in history.” Feng Wuchen coldly sneered mockingly as his Dragon God Sword swept out mercilessly again.

“Here it comes!” Flame Dragon’s expression suddenly changed.

“Not good!” Feng Wuchen, in the midst of his attack, had a sudden change in expression, as if he sensed something.

“Blood Demon!” In the heat of battle, Long Jian furrowed his brows deeply, sensing Blood Demon’s aura for the first time.

Above Wild Panther’s head, a figure appeared silently, but the immensely overpowering aura instantly spread out to a hundred thousand zhang.

“Roar!” The dark demonic panther roared, its crimson eyes staring at Blood Demon.

“Dark demonic panther, nice to meet you. Let me introduce myself first; I am the Great Protector of the Demon Clan, Blood Demon.” Blood Demon said with a sinister smile, his palm gathering an extremely terrifying force.

“Wild Panther! Be careful!” Feng Wuchen was shocked, his heart almost leaping out.

Instantly moving to assist the dark demonic panther, Feng Wuchen was about to help.

“Scram!”

With a cold shout from Blood Demon, just a burst of horrifying Qi Force was enough to knock Feng Wuchen flying, a stream of blood spraying out.