Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 4964 Killing Long Qingyun

chapter 4964 killing long qingyun

when long ziwei and long qingyun appeared on the martial stage, everyone was shocked to see that long qingyun was in peak condition, while long ziwei’s wounds had yet to heal.

“what’s going on?”

“what is long ziwei up to?”

“he should have enough time to heal from the last battle.”

“did he just give up because he realized he stood no chance?”

countless confused voices rang through the air. people were unable to comprehend what they were seeing.

upon seeing long ziwei’s condition, long qingyun laughed after a moment of surprise.

“what? after becoming his dog, did your master not help you heal?”

long qingyun’s words were indeed toxic, each one like a poison arrow aimed at long ziwei.

long ziwei’s face turned frosty. previously, he had still been the slightest bit hesitant, but that hesitation now vanished without a trace, thanks to long qingyun’s venomous words.

long ziwei’s heavenly fate ring emerged behind him, and his blood qi ignited. seeing the flames burning around him, the crowd let out startled cries. long ziwei was resorting to the most barbaric method of burning his essence blood for power.

“die!”

roaring, long ziwei swung his saber with full force, seemingly determined to decide victory or defeat with a single stroke.

long qingyun had initially suspected long ziwei of devising a trick to defeat him after their previous encounter. however, long ziwei had instead chosen to ignite his essence blood and unleash an all-out attack.

boom!

their weapons clashed with a resounding impact, shaking the entire martial stage. a tiny nick appeared on long ziwei’s saber where it met his opponent’s weapon, and he was sent flying backward.

sighs and murmurs filled the air. long ziwei had not fully recovered, and he was also at a disadvantage with his weapon. it seemed that the disparity in their strength was stark, evident from the very first exchange.

“that’s...”

pupils shrank. that was long qingyun’s divine weapon. it had flown out without its master.

long ziwei slowly emerged, covered in blood and swaying, as if on the verge of collapse. his aura was also unstable.

the surroundings fell into deathly silence as the twisting space gradually settled. long qingyun never reappeared; only a dispersing cloud of blood mist remained.

“you bastard! how dare you be so heavy-handed?!” a furious roar split the silence. like a phantom, a figure materialized on the martial stage. he seized long ziwei by the throat, lifting him effortlessly into the air.

this figure was none other than long zaiye, who was consumed by raging killing intent. long qingyun was his great-great-great-grandson, which was why long zaiye was willing to sacrifice his heaven vein power to increase long qingyun’s realm. his goal had been to test out long chen, but unexpectedly, long qingyun was slain by long ziwei.

in a state of complete fury, long zaiye was determined to kill long ziwei to avenge long qingyun. long ziwei was already completely powerless to resist. just as long zaiye was about to kill him, an uproar exploded in the crowd.

suddenly, long zaiye felt a cold sensation at the back of his head. a sinister black saber was pressed against his skull.

“if you dare to kill him, i’ll reunite you with long qingyun!” long chen’s voice was icy, like that of a death god from hell.

the spectators gasped in shock, their hands covering their mouths in disbelief. when long zaiye shot after long ziwei, they barely managed to see his movements. yet, none of them had seen how long chen appeared behind long zaiye.

“boss, kill him! even if it costs me my life, it’s worth it!” long ziwei shouted, his life now hanging in the balance, yet he displayed no hint of fear.

everyone remained frozen, too shocked and frightened to even react. the scene unfolding before them was beyond anything they had ever imagined.

“do you think you can kill me?” sneered long zaiye.

“why don’t you try to find out?” asked long chen lightly.

long zaiye didn’t dare to move rashly, and long chen remained still. everyone was frozen in place, the tension palpable.

“long chen, aren’t you going too far?” a voice broke the silence.

a middle-aged man with a sword on his back walked in. his mere presence caused a ripple of shock among the long clan’s disciples.

“the first heavenly saint!”