Chapter 2 I am the Blood Moon Emperor!
The moon in the sky had floated out of the clouds at some point, casting a blood-red light that enveloped the world.

On the ground, Ling Chen was lying on his stomach, his originally painful expression gradually disappeared, and his eyes became more and more blank.

Immediately afterwards, the white and black in the eyes faded, and gradually changed to a blood red color.

Like a blood moon in the sky, it hangs in Ling Chen's eyes.

On the blood moon, a ray of blood hung down, covering Ling Chen...

In the unknown small bamboo forest, visions are happening.

Thousands of miles away from the small bamboo grove, on the top of the holy land, a moon-colored old man fluttered his clothes like a fairy.

He looked at Xueyue and murmured softly: "Bloodyue was born, and the devil fell from the sky. Is this world going to be chaotic again?"

In a holy place of magic sect, a hundred-year-old demon came out of closed-door retreat. Looking at the blood moon with bloodthirsty eyes, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Blood moon? The legendary thing is actually true? And there is an unworldly grandson?" Is the devil about to be born?"

That night, countless peak powerhouses on the mainland stayed awake, looking at the hanging blood moon with anxiety.

In the purple bamboo forest, Ling Chen's body floated slowly under the moonlight, his limbs stretched out in the air.

His eyes were slightly closed, and the blood-red aura on his body became thicker and stronger.

The whole purple bamboo grove rustled, as if they were worshiping a god.

Ling Chen, who had his eyes closed, opened them suddenly, and the insides were scarlet, so red that it was strange.

His complexion is no longer painful, no longer regretful, only pure majesty and vicissitudes.

It seems to have seen the world for thousands of years and experienced the world of mortals for thousands of years.

"Hahaha, even after reincarnation, my battle spirit is still immortal. I... Blood Moon Emperor... Xue Wuji returned to this world.

Tremble, scum. "

"Yin Ling'er!"

The blood in Ling Chen's eyes gradually subsided, he ignored the front, and spit out the name.

An incomparably cold killing intent emerged from him.

……

Yin Ling'er and Fu Bo went down the mountain.

"According to the time, the people from Tianba Shenmen should have arrived as well.

From now on, my life will be decided by myself. With my current status, the man I will be in the future must be the dragon and phoenix among the people, the pride of the world! "

Yin Ling'er was in a very good mood.

The cool night wind blows and blows her hair. Yin Ling'er looks very beautiful tonight.

"That's natural." Hearing Yin Ling'er's words, Fu Bo smiled and nodded.

"Also, I won't have to see Ling Chen's stupid picture again..."

Yin Ling'er said, suddenly, her smiling face froze and her eyes opened.

"How is it possible!" Even Na Fubo exclaimed.

Heck!
There was a person standing on the path below the two of them. This person was none other than Ling Chen.

"After being hit by my Pulse-Broken Palm, how could he stand up!" Fu Bo was more shocked than Yin Ling'er, and he had absolute confidence in his Pulse-Broken Palm.

Indeed, he hit this kid hard with his palm!

Ling Chen grinned with a sneer, like a demon returning from the night, "An accident? Disgusting bitch!"

"Pretentious!" Uncle Fu said, "My lady said you are stupid, but you are really stupid. The old man did not break your tendons by mistake. Not only did you not hide, you even ran over to die."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Fu Bo's body move, and flew down towards Ling Chen, and he still directly slapped the palm, and the energy in his palm burst out suddenly, this time, it blasted towards Ling Chen's face.

Feeling the surge of energy, Ling Chen said, "You little old dog who is a five-star warrior, dare to domineering in front of this emperor?

Who gave you the courage? "

With a cold snort, Ling Chen condensed his sword fingers in his right hand and clicked upwards.

Fingers and palms collided instantly.

Under the incredulous gazes of the old man of the Yin family and Yin Ling'er, Ling Chen's finger directly pierced the palm of his hand.

Ling Chen broke the strength of this five-star warrior with one blow!
"Ah!" A tragic howl of pain resounded in the dark night.

"Fauber!"

"How is this possible? He, Ling Chen, is only a mere nine-star warrior, how could he possibly hurt Fu Bo!"

Yin Ling'er looked at all this in disbelief, and felt that this dark night world had become extremely unreal.

However, the matter did not end there...

In Tianyuan Continent, martial arts are the most respected, and martial arts are divided into nine realms.

They are: Warrior, Warrior Master, Wuling, Wuwang, Wuhuang, Wuzong, Wuzun, Wusheng, and Wudi.

Each realm is divided into one star to nine stars.

Ling Chen's martial apprentice status is only a martial artist apprentice, and he has not been included in the ranks of true warriors. Only when he steps into the ranks of warriors can he be called a true warrior.

After Ling Chen's sword finger pierced through Fu Bo's palm, he continued to stab upwards obliquely.

Fu Bo's entire palm was shattered under Yin Ling'er's shocking gaze.

In the end, that sword finger pierced Fu Bo's heart cruelly, piercing his heart.

"You...you...you..." Fu Bo was still in the air, his body was twitching and trembling wildly.

It was too absurd for him to be defeated by a warrior.

But the severe pain in his heart told him that all this was true.

"Uncle Fu!" Yin Ling'er cried out in great grief from behind.

Uncle Fu reacted instantly, turned his head and shouted at Yin Ling'er: "Miss, run!"

"Fauber!"

puff!
Ling Chen pulled out his sword finger from Fu Bo's heart, splashing scarlet blood, he didn't dodge, and let the blood spill on his robe.

"Bang!" The old man fell to the ground, his body was motionless, and he died.

With a calm expression on his face, Ling Chen slowly raised his head, and looked up at Yin Ling'er again.

Seeing that incomparably indifferent gaze, Yin Ling'er's heart trembled, as if her whole body was being stared at by an evil beast, her whole body was icy cold, and her body involuntarily backed away.

But soon, she gritted her teeth, and her face became ruthless:
"Ling Chen, my adoptive father knows that I will see you tonight, if you dare to kill me, I, Tianba Shenmen, will never let you go, and I won't let your crippled grandfather go.

If I die, you will die without a whole body, and your crippled grandfather will have those two useless legs cut off and chopped into meat paste. "

Yin Ling'er roared viciously, at the same time, she used her body skills, flew to the right, and flew down the mountain.

Ling Chen just watched her helplessly in the mountains below, jumping and falling in the dark night again and again.

"This body is too weak. It's only a nine-star warrior. Just killing an old dog at the warrior level has already exhausted its vitality. You can't kill this bitch."

Kill only one samurai?

You must know that no one would believe that a nine-star warrior killed a five-star warrior across a large realm unless he saw it with his own eyes.

At this moment, Ling Chen naturally wanted to chase down and kill that woman.

With that woman's temperament, letting her run away will definitely make her even worse and more disgusting.

But in the previous battle, he seemed to be calm, but in fact he forcibly used the secret technique to increase his combat power.

After that battle, the energy in his body was almost exhausted.

Not to mention chasing and killing, it is still difficult to stand still.

"Huh!" Exhaled out of his mouth, Ling Chen's whole body suddenly became limp, and he sat slumped on the ground, with no strength left to hold on.

Feeling his physical condition, he slowly shook his head:
"It's really bloody, the emperor actually fell in love with such a woman in this life.

I am the great blood moon emperor, just like this, I am not even worthy of carrying the emperor's shoes! "

"The current cultivation base is really weak. This emperor must improve his strength as soon as possible!"

After saying this, he looked at the body of the old man of the Yin family.

At the same time, his hands became ethereal and agile, forming an extremely weird handprint with an ancient and desolate atmosphere.

Devour!

(End of this chapter)

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