Sword Emperor to Be a God

After experiencing a sneak attack, the leader became increasingly cautious. He knew that what they lacked the most right now was time. Like a hunter, he calmed down and waited for the final attack.

"An upright kidnapper actually became an old turtle, how cowardly and despicable. Since you want to learn from the old turtle so much, I'll grant your wish."

Other than the crown force that was like a stream of light, he could also see the shadow of the blade flashing up and down. For a moment, Long Chenhao did not know how to attack.

Of course, the weakness of this kind of attack was also very obvious. The fact that he was continuously attacking indiscriminately was undoubtedly huge for the consumption of crown force, and he had also lost his flexibility to make his attacks not be as sharp as before.

Long Chenhao accumulated strength and ruthlessly struck the tornado. Although he could not do any substantial damage, he had already been sent far away by the huge recoil, so he did not need to directly clash with the leader for the time being.

Long Chenhao looked at the whirlwind that was getting closer and closer to him, and gradually saw through its weakness, causing him to feel moved.

I was really wrong, the true meaning of Misty Rain Sword Art is to continuously attack. I want to find the enemy's weakness from the side, but I am fighting head on here, fighting according to the strategy of others, this is really too wrong.

After understanding all of this, Long Chenhao's figure suddenly disappeared from his original location.

Where did this kid go again?

Looking at Long Chenhao's disappearing figure, the leader's heart was filled with anxiety, as though he was a headless fly that was running around randomly. His anxiety originated from the constant consumption of crown force in his body. Only he himself knew just how huge the consumption of crown force was for this seemingly gorgeous attack.

Long Chenhao suddenly appeared, but following his appearance was also a net formed by countless sword wounds.

"Clang ~ Clang ~ Clang ~"

Sounds of swords and sabers colliding continuously rang out, and sparks were occasionally emitted from the surroundings of the tornado. The illusionary sword images struck the tornado that was filled with cold light.

Long Chenhao's figure also started to turn illusory. The only proof that he existed, was the sound that he constantly emitted around the tornado as well as the strings of sparks.

As the leader's crown force continued to deplete, the gap that the tornado had created grew larger and more terrifying. It was through these gaps that the leader was able to smell the scent of death.

This really was a good opportunity.

Long Chenhao grabbed onto these gaps and started to focus his attacks. Once, twice, three times.

A stream of fresh blood flowed out of the leader's body like torn silk cloth. The intense pain spread to his heart. But the fighting continued.

His heart was currently filled with anger. As a level 18 crown teacher with a robust crown force, he would lose to a child that was far inferior to him.

A sense of powerlessness gushed into his heart. This feeling of powerlessness did not originate from the strange crown technique, but from the fact that this brat had never fought against him head on.

This kind of battle was not pleasant at all. He only had his cultivation base, but he could not use it. Even now, he was still being slowly consumed by this immature and inexperienced kid.

It was like holding a sharp sword. Every time he attacked with all his strength, he would strike a piece of cotton. He would be defeated again and again, feeling powerless. The leader's heart was filled with anger, but he could not vent it out.

As for the others, they also knew that if he used up all his crown force, he would definitely not be able to hold on. The final result would also be him losing his head, and he would become the stepping stone for the youngster in front of him to rise.

Seeing that his attack had succeeded, Long Chenhao was filled with joy. He continued to attack the gaps that had been exposed by the leader. As he continued to attack, the number of wounds on the leader's body continued to increase. Blood slowly dyed his entire body red.

After an attack, a huge gap appeared in front of Long Chenhao. Long Chenhao waved the abstinence in his hand and thrusted at the leader. Clang!

Just at this time, the leader suddenly stopped spinning, and immediately brandished his blade in the direction of Long Chenhao, injecting all his remaining crown force into the blade, the shiny big blade accompanied by the powerful crown force, looked extremely dazzling.

"Not good!" Long Chenhao's heart was in a mess, he did not expect that the attack he used to deal with his leader was now used by his enemy to deal with him.

There was no way to retract the attack that he had already sent out. Long Chenhao struggled to change his extremely fast body, and the big blade that he had swung dangerously slashed across Long Chenhao's clothes.

His clothes also cracked under the pressure of the powerful crown force released from the blade, and in the instant he dodged, Long Chenhao's sword swept past the leader's side, causing no harm.

After stabilizing himself, Long Chenhao quickly pulled away, his entire body drenched in cold sweat, he had been too careless, if his reaction had been slower by half a beat, he would have been decapitated by now.

"Chief, should we go now? I think that brat can't hold on much longer. " A group of people hiding in the depths of the forest asked one of the leaders.

"It's really strange to have a thousand year old corona ring at the crown teacher level. I would actually like to see the difference between a hundred year corona ring and the first corona ring. Everyone is forbidden to do anything without my permission."

"Yes." An orderly and soft voice reverberated within the secret forest.