Beat up the Daoist

"Lei Qianshang!"

Gu Yang's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He let out a roar and charged at that Evil Path Daoist. Runes lit up all over his body, dazzling like the sun, and he looked completely crazed.

That Daoist had killed Lei Qianshang in a single strike. Everyone felt their blood boil; this was the first Disciple from the branch Sect to sacrifice their life since the battle began.

No one had expected that the first person to die would be a powerful Core Disciple. Everything had happened so suddenly. Who could have imagined that the Daoist, who had been heavily struck twice in succession, would burrow out from underground to ambush Lei Qianshang?

"Kill!"

Lei Qianshang's death instantly ignited the hatred of the branch Sect Disciples. Without waiting for the Evil Path Disciples to rush over, they charged forward to meet them.

Tang Waner and Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were also red. Although they had previously been at odds with Gu Yang, Lei Qianshang, and the others.

But now, those minor grievances had been put aside. Facing the Evil Path Disciples, everyone had long forgotten past unpleasantness and become comrades.

Now, seeing Lei Qianshang's tragic death, they all erupted with their full power and swarmed toward that Daoist.

Lei Qianshang's death also made Long Chen's blood boil, and his heart was filled with killing intent, but he had to remain calm now.

Since he was the commander, he could not act on impulse. His ultimate goal was victory, and the purpose of victory was to keep more people alive.

Tang Waner, Ye Zhiqiu, Gu Yang, Song Mingyuan, and Luo Cang surrounded the Daoist tightly, attacking madly.

It had to be said that Gu Yang's previous punch and Lei Qianshang's strike were extremely powerful, inflicting significant internal injuries on that Daoist.

Suffering internal injuries right from the start had greatly dampened his spirit, and he could not help but be furious.

However, Tang Waner and the others were also extremely powerful. He had to be especially careful to block Tang Waner's attacks.

The others were all Ancestral Rune Awakened, and their attack power far exceeded that of ordinary Core Disciples. Under the siege of these five, this Daoist actually became constrained and was held back just like that.

"Stay calm, keep the formation, don't let the formation fall into chaos!" Long Chen hurriedly reminded the Disciples, seeing many of them rushing out with their brains muddled by anger.

"You had better worry about yourself!"

Suddenly, a cold shout came. A man wearing a red robe with an ink-green hood appeared in front of Long Chen.

"Commit suicide. I can't be bothered to do it myself." The red-robed man looked at Long Chen with icy eyes, like an emperor looking at a beggar:

"You'd better cherish this opportunity and act quickly. If I change my mind, death will become a very luxurious thing for you."

Long Chen nodded, a golden long saber appearing in his hand. He slashed fiercely at the man's head:

"Go to hell!"

Long Chen had long been holding back a belly full of fire. Now that he saw the battle was on the right track and he no longer needed to command anything, he had no more restraints.

Especially since this idiot actually told him to commit suicide, as if killing him was some kind of insult. How could he endure that? He slashed down fiercely.

"You don't know what's good for—!" Seeing that Long Chen actually dared to attack, the man was furious. He swung his long sword down at Long Chen's saber.

"Bang!"

Before the man could finish his sentence, he was sent flying by a terrifying force. He had attacked casually, while Long Chen had used his full strength; the difference between the two was too great.

A thunderous explosion shook the sky. People only saw a figure flying backward like a cannonball, knocking away countless Evil Path Disciples along the way.

Those Evil Path Disciples who were hit by him were directly crushed into flesh and blood by the terrifying force he carried.

"What?"

The Evil Path Elders watched from afar. Seeing that all four Daoists were being held back, they were just about to remind that Daoist to quickly kill Long Chen and then deal with that Crimson Flame Snow Wolf.

Because Little Snow's power was too terrifying; it kept releasing wind blades, causing massive casualties among the Evil Path Disciples.

But before they could give the order, they saw Long Chen slash that Daoist away. It caused chaos along the path, crushing a large group of Evil Path Disciples to death.

There was no help for it; who told that man to be careless? He thought that relying on his cultivation to kill a mere Blood Condensation Realm Disciple was a huge insult.

As a result, this wasn't an insult, but a humiliation. That Daoist flew back more than two hundred zhang before barely steadying his figure.

He felt as if his arm was about to break, and the divine weapon gifted to him by his Sect Elders had been chipped with a peanut-sized gap.

But before he could even feel heartache, Long Chen had already rushed in front of him and slashed down again.

"You idiot wearing a green hat, you dare tell me to commit suicide? Keep acting tough, go on, act tough…"

The Zhan Xie in Long Chen's hand slashed out continuously. Each strike made the world tremble, and the terrifying waves of energy sent the surrounding Evil Path Disciples flying.

Everyone else was fighting at the front line, but Long Chen alone had charged straight into the heart of the Evil Path, madly hacking at that Daoist.

Long Chen's actions instantly ignited the morale of the Righteous Path Disciples. No matter when it was, as long as they saw Long Chen make a move, their blood seemed to boil.

"Boss Long Chen has made his move, let's kill!"

Guo Ran let out a roar, carrying his Po Jun Crossbow, and kept firing. He specifically aimed at areas where Evil Path Disciples were dense, because there were no Righteous Path Disciples there, so he didn't need to fear accidental injury.

By Guo Ran's side, there were always a dozen Disciples protecting him, because Guo Ran was a long-range killer; he couldn't let the enemy get close to him, or he would be finished.

With Long Chen's move, the ones most affected were the branch Sect Disciples. It was as if they had endless strength, and they frantically hacked and slashed at the Evil Path Disciples.

The branch Sect Disciples coordinated perfectly, fearing no death. They were even more fierce than the Evil Path Disciples, killing them until they were trembling with fear.

Other Righteous Path Disciples, seeing the branch Sect Disciples were so valiant, could not help but have their blood ignited, and they successively cooperated with the branch Sect Disciples, guarding behind them.

Because behind the branch Sect Disciples were the Disciples of the Medical Hall. Their combat power was weak; they could only heal everyone.

However, there were ten exceptions. They were experts from the Tianmu Palace. This time, the Tianmu Palace had only sent ten Disciples to support this great battle.

But these ten people were all Core-level experts, and they possessed both offensive and defensive capabilities. Although they were not as powerful as Chu Yao, they had absolutely no problem protecting themselves on the battlefield.

They rushed straight to the front line of the battlefield, and if anyone was injured, they would treat them immediately.

Their method of treatment was different from the branch Sect. They didn't need to touch the other person's body. They only needed to form hand seals, and vines would grow from the ground to wrap around the injured, injecting powerful life force into their bodies instantly.

Ordinary external wounds were healed instantly, and even if internal organs were damaged, it only took three to five breaths of time to recover.

Such powerful auxiliary means left the medical Disciples of the branch Sect dumbfounded, their eyes full of envy and awe.

Those fighting on the front line were all experts. Having ten Core-level Wood-element experts assisting brought great protection to the lives of the branch Sect Disciples.

It was precisely because of those ten experts that Long Chen dared to fight without restraint. Now his command had no meaning; he needed to make his move personally to inspire everyone's morale and let them see the hope of victory, which could better strengthen their confidence.

Long Chen was very grateful to this idiot wearing a green hat; it was he who gave him an opportunity to instantly boost morale, instantly igniting the fanaticism in everyone's hearts.

It had to be said that Daoists were too strong. Even when caught off guard and ambushed by Long Chen, they hadn't suffered any serious injuries.

However, because he had fallen into a passive position from the start, Long Chen swung his great saber like a storm, hacking continuously, leaving him with no chance to counterattack; he could only passively defend.

That Daoist was so angry his lungs were about to explode. One mistake, and he was being madly hacked by Long Chen, able only to passively block.

The Zhan Xie in Long Chen's hand was too terrifying; its weight was like a great mountain. Every time he was hit, he was shaken until his Qi and blood surged, and the ground under his feet kept exploding.

He was like someone stuck in a quagmire; he couldn't step on solid ground, he couldn't borrow any force, and he couldn't break free from Long Chen's attacks.

What made his heart bleed the most was that the divine weapon gifted to him by his Sect Elders was now covered in peanut-sized gaps under Long Chen's frenzied strikes, resembling a double-sided saw.

One had to know that the precious sword in his hand was a divine weapon. If he weren't a Daoist, he wouldn't even dare dream of obtaining it.

He usually cherished this long sword like his own life. Now, seeing it in this state, he was so heartbroken that tears were almost falling.

But Long Chen's attacks were as dense as a storm, not giving him a chance to breathe at all. He endured it silently, waiting for a chance to counterattack.

"I'll let you wear a green hat, I'll let you act like a big shot, I'll let you not learn to be good, I'll let you peek at women bathing…"

By the time Long Chen had hacked for a while, he didn't even know what he was saying. Anyway, he felt that swearing while hacking was very satisfying.

"When the hell did I peek at women bathing?" That Daoist was furious, and while blocking Long Chen's attacks, he roared angrily.

"Still dare to talk back? I'll let you talk back… talk back again… keep talking… let you talk…"

Long Chen attacked madly. With every slash, dirt flew, waves of energy rolled, and he hacked the Daoist until he kept retreating.

"So brutal."

The Righteous Path Elders watched the Daoist, who was retreating in embarrassment and being hacked until he was almost crying, with dumbfounded expressions. They couldn't help but feel pity for him.

A dignified Daoist was forced into such an embarrassing state by a Blood Condensation Realm brat, beaten fiercely as if he were hitting a child. How did it feel like Long Chen was the one from the Evil Path?

"Hehe, this is what a real man is. Our Yao'er has a really good eye." Hua Yu's face was full of admiration.

Being able to use a Peak Blood Condensation Realm cultivation to suppress an Yi Jin Realm Daoist and beat him to death, and even beat the opponent until they couldn't fight back, hmph, couldn't even talk back—how crazy was this!

Watching the wretched Daoist below, the Ghost Eye Old Freak finally couldn't hold back and couldn't help but curse loudly, making everyone's ears buzz:

"Damn it, who can tell me what the hell is going on?"

The other Evil Path Elders were so scared they shivered. No one could answer this question. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who could believe it?

On the entire battlefield, the Evil Path Disciples were more than three times the number of Righteous Path Disciples, yet they were being suppressed and beaten by the Righteous Path Disciples. The number of ordinary Disciples was decreasing rapidly. How could the Ghost Eye Old Freak not be angry?

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud explosion came. Everyone hurriedly looked forward and saw that the Daoist who had been beaten by Long Chen finally caught an opportunity. He smashed a boulder under his feet and used the force to break free from Long Chen's continuous attacks.

That Daoist let out an angry roar, a strange red color appearing in his eyes. Suddenly, a jar appeared in his hand.

"You bastard, I will grind your bones to dust!"