This attack was so sudden that neither Meng Qi nor Kun Pengzi saw who the attacker was.

All Kun Pengzi felt was an immense power that sent him flying. Half his head caved in.

“Long Chen!”

Just from that familiar sound, that familiar orbit, Meng Qi knew that it was Long Chen. He was the only one who could make face-slapping into a divine art.

“It’s been hard on you. Leave the rest to me.” Long Chen’s familiar voice rang out, making Meng Qi sigh with relief.

After sending Kun Pengzi flying, Long Chen’s divine ring appeared, his aura instantly bursting forth like a volcano. His aura was berserk, and he was overflowing with killing intent.

Evilmoon unleashed a giant saber-image piercing the heavens. Long Chen was directly using the eighth form of Split the Heavens.

“You didn’t die? That’s good too. It means I can personally kill you.” Kun Pengzi was startled to see Long Chen. He had thought that Long Chen would be dead by now.

Long Chen’s killing intent grew once more. As expected, it was all planned....