Sword Emperor to Be a God

Just as the two of them were thinking about this, a loud sound pierced their hearts, attracting their attention.

After walking past the broken corpses, the two of them arrived at the depths of the blood mist. There was less and less fog here, only that the smell of blood was much stronger.

Looking at the many corpses around them, even their bodies were warm. Clearly, they had just died not too long ago. All of them wore battle armor. However, the surface of the armor was full of scars, and it was extremely dilapidated.

The broken flag was fluttering in the gentle breeze, and the broken war drum was lying on the ground. The entire sky was dyed blood-red. A depressing feeling surged into the hearts of the two of them.

'What the hell is going on? Who are these fallen soldiers? Why are all of them dead, without a single survivor? '

Long Chenhao thought in puzzlement, and at the same time, a gloomy feeling welled up in his heart.

'To think that the battle robes worn by these people did not belong to any of the powers that were being shown on the main road, or that they came from forces that I did not know of.

Looking at these corpses that were as tall as mountains, it was as if they were from hell, and Lin Mengnuo had never even seen the battle robes they wore before.

However, it looked very similar to the army, which was not very similar to the powers that the big families were training themselves. Lin Mengnuo had all kinds of thoughts in her mind, but she was not able to perfectly explain it.

Just when they were at a loss, the sound of a war drum came.

"Dong ~ Dong ~ Dong!"

Long Chenhao and Lin Mengnuo gripped the long swords in their hands tightly, looking around, other than the corpses that littered the ground, they did not find anything else suspicious.

The sound of the battle drum beating truly existed, and the sound had come from all directions, causing Long Chenhao and Lin Mengnuo to not be able to determine its true location.

'This battle drum is for the sake of people. Besides the corpses here, they also want to fight with people.' Long Chenhao thought but he did not hear an answer.

The sound of the battle drums became louder and louder, but there was no one around.

The rapid drumbeats were like the horn for a charge. The blood mist in the surroundings also began to surge as the drumbeats continued to push outwards.

Seeing the blood fog, Long Chenhao knew the reason why the blood fog kept coming out. At the same time, the blood inside the corpse also started to flow out from the drum, causing the surrounding blood fog to become denser.

As Lin Mengnuo listened to the sound of the drum, a feeling that made her blood boil arose out of nowhere. At the same time, her heart became even more agitated.

This feeling reminded her of the feeling she had when she was on the battlefield. The same drumbeats, the same environment. It was just that at that time, she was facing a bunch of enemies, but now, it was filled with corpses.

Long Chenhao's feeling was a little better, but he felt a little irritable, and there was no other feeling. However, he did not discover that the lotus necklace on his chest was emitting a light blue light to counteract the anxiety in his heart.

The battle drum's sound did not dissipate because of this but instead became more intense. Long Chenhao noticed the changes and felt that something was amiss. I keep having the feeling that there's something different about the sound of our war drums. "

There was no reply from behind. Long Chenhao felt strange and turned to look at Lin Mengnuo, her expression extremely painful, even conflicted.

"Hurry up and kill me!" Lin Mengnuo covered his head with his hands as he shouted to Long Chenhao.

Long Chenhao was shocked by Lin Mengnuo, and for a moment, he did not know what to do.

"Quick, quick, attack! Otherwise, I will kill you! There's something wrong with this drum! It can control a person's mind!" Lin Mengnuo controlled her mental energy with much difficulty so that she did not sink into the abyss and shout loudly at Long Chenhao.

Long Chenhao roughly understood what happened to Lin Mengnuo, but it was impossible for him to make a move against Lin Mengnuo. At the same time, her heart was filled with curiosity, wondering why she was fine.

"Miss Lin, you try to persevere. I have to think of another way." Long Chenhao said as he grabbed Lin Mengnuo's body, wanting to calm her down.

But Long Chenhao did not expect that Lin Mengnuo would resist so fiercely, her body constantly shaking, and at the same time, her mind gradually falling into a trance.

"Move ~ Let's do it!" Lin Mengnuo shouted at Long Chenhao once, and at the same time, threw the sword in her hand to the side, as if she was afraid that if she wasn't careful, she would do something unimaginable to Long Chenhao.

Long Chenhao also used Lin Mengnuo's consciousness to instantly control his own.

"AHH!"

Lin Mengnuo's violent shout shocked Long Chenhao. Her hands slipped and Lin Mengnuo was able to struggle free from Long Chenhao's control as her body unsteadily fell to the ground.

The strong stench of blood on the ground had become the last straw that killed the camel. Lin Mengnuo completely lost her mind, and her entire being became berserk.

Long Chenhao watched as Lin Mengnuo slowly stood up from the ground. Her clothes were also stained with a lot of fresh blood, and with a flash, she pulled out the sword that had been stabbed into the ground, and turned to look at Long Chen.

His pupils had already turned blood-red, and his body was emitting an intense evil aura. He looked like a warrior facing off against an enemy.

The battle drum around him became even louder, and the aura around Lin Mengnuo's body also continued to rise, like a wild beast that was about to charge up its strength.

"Long Chenhao!"

The hoarse and low roar startled Long Chenhao, causing him to inwardly cry out "Hello," before he continuously retreated, pulling away from Lin Mengnuo. At the same time, he loudly shouted Lin Mengnuo's name, hoping to pull him back to reality.

The longsword in Lin Mengnuo's hand unleashed a magnificent attack at Long Chenhao, giving him a reply, at the same time showing that all her efforts were in vain.

Long Chenhao did not dare to be careless at all. When he was fighting with the sparrow before, he had already displayed some of Lin Mengnuo's strength. At that time, he was afraid that he had not used everything he had and was only stronger than a sparrow.

The Whirlwind Slash rushed towards Lin Mengnuo, at this time, Long Chenhao did not dare to hold back.

Lin Mengnuo looked at the incoming Whirlwind Slash, her figure did not stop at all, holding onto the long sword in her hand, suddenly infused the crown force into the sword, slashing the incoming crown technique into pieces.

When he was attacking with such strength, Long Chenhao could only curse in his heart. At the same time, he continuously retreated, as he did not want to fight with Lin Mengnuo in an all-out battle.

If he accidentally injured Lin Mengnuo, that was not something he wanted to see happen. Lin Mengnuo's heart was completely free from these worries, as the various crown technique in his hands smashed towards Long Chenhao as if they were not worth the money.

Long Chenhao used all his strength to dodge Lin Mengnuo's attack, but in the end, he still received quite a bit of damage and the wounds on his body continued to increase.

"This won't do, we can't let go of our hands and feet in this kind of battle, and this young miss also has so many crown technique s on her body, and her attacks are so sharp, she's really speechless. Why haven't we forgotten about this at all?"

As Long Chenhao thought about this, the sound of the battle drum became even more intense. Lin Mengnuo's attacks also became more frequent, like a machine that kept on attacking Long Chenhao.

Listening to the drum sound, Long Chenhao understood what was going on.

Lin Mengnuo's attack had changed according to the sound of the drum, so all she had to do was lure Lin Mengnuo to a place where there was no sound of the drum, or destroy this battle drum.

As Long Chenhao thought in his heart, he sprinted towards the direction where he had just come from. Lin Mengnuo who was behind him followed closely behind, and attacked him from time to time.

Long Chenhao struggled to adjust his body and dodge the attack, but just as he arrived at the place he was about to leave from, something bizarre happened.

He did not escape as he wished, instead, he was rebounded back by an invisible force. At the same time, Lin Mengnuo's attack had already arrived in front of Long Chenhao.

Long Chenhao dodged to the side with great difficulty, the long sword streaked past Long Chenhao's side, almost causing him to receive a heavy injury. Long Chenhao broke out in a cold sweat for himself.

It seemed like he could not defend blindly now. Lin Mengnuo's attacks were even more intense, perhaps he would really be exhausted to death here.

After figuring out all of these, Long Chenhao began to counterattack. The Misty Rain Sword Art appeared in the blood mist, the abstinence's Qi surged, and unleashed a few gorgeous sword attacks at Lin Mengnuo, forcing him to slowly retreat.

She knows how to dodge in the face of dangerous attacks. In that case, I can do whatever I want. As long as I can control my strength well, it shouldn't harm her.

At the same time, Long Chenhao was also curious why the path they took to get here was blocked. Could it be …

At this time, an idea appeared in Long Chenhao's mind. Could it be that this corpse was a stage, and the battle drum was beating it for us?

Thinking about this, Long Chenhao was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat. If his guess was right, the mountainous corpses and the battle robes all over his body had died for some reason.

Just as Long Chenhao was thinking about all these, Lin Mengnuo also slowly began to have a general understanding of Long Chenhao's crown technique. The long sword in her hand continued to swing, gradually becoming used to Long Chenhao's attacks, and now she was even more at the point of counterattack.

The pressure in Long Chenhao's heart instantly increased greatly. Even the crown technique that he was most proficient in did not display any absolute advantage, let alone other crown technique.

Could it be that he had to use a mental attack? But if the attack was too strong, Lin Mengnuo would really have no way of saving him, and might really die at his hands.

Just as Long Chenhao was struggling to think, Lin Mengnuo's state of mind became absent-minded for a moment. Her body swayed and she almost fell to the ground, the longsword in her hands dropping to the ground.