Divine Seal: From a Heavy Sword to Slicing Through the Holy Demon Continent

An almost oppressive atmosphere was relentlessly ravaging the older brother.

Upon realizing this, Long Haochen's expression suddenly became even more resolute.

"It seems like my brother is getting more serious, so I should try my best to buy him enough time!"

Long Haochen was shocked. In actual combat, he was like a statue, blocking the enemy's attacks.

The shield blocked the werewolf's scimitar strikes, while the sword in his right hand was slightly raised.

In that instant, the statue he had transformed into seemed to become much more solid, as immovable as a mountain!

Long Haoyu sensed Long Haochen's changes and observed his improvement in actual combat, and he was genuinely happy.

With his free hand, Long Haoyu gently placed it on Long Haochen's body, and his voice, gentle yet tinged with a hint of coldness, rang out: "Haochen, you don't need to defend yourself anymore."

"what?"

Long Haochen was somewhat bewildered, completely unable to understand what his brother meant by suddenly saying that.

The werewolves around them were still attacking relentlessly. If they gave up their defenses, they would really be surrounded!

"A competent Retribution Knight who can put his teammates in danger might as well go home and raise pigs!"

"Have you forgotten what your brother once said?"

As Long Haoyu spoke, he withdrew the hand that had been on Long Haochen's shoulder.

The fair, jade-like palm was slowly covered by a layer of permeating golden light.

above the sky.

Long Xingyu kept a close eye on the two brothers' situation at all times.

Seeing the previous battle and watching the teamwork between the two brothers, Long Haoyu and Long Haochen, a rare smile appeared on his face.

But when he saw Long Haoyu suddenly bring up that very hurtful concept of the Punisher Knight again, he couldn't laugh anymore, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

"Haoyu, this child..."

"I have never heard of anyone who has such a belief before."

"Could it be the insights gained after years of seclusion? Is Haoyu planning to use some skills he learned from that person?"

Noticing Long Haoyu's change, he became even more certain of his guess, and no longer cared about the wound that had been unknowingly inflicted on his heart.

Their deep gazes were all focused on Long Haoyu.

At this moment, the gold covering Long Haoyu's left hand began to change.

The golden brilliance was suddenly shrouded in a layer of blood mist.

Golden and crimson light shone brightly in his palm.

The transformation of Wufeng was also completed at this moment, and the blood beads that seemed to be seeping out of the gap turned into streaks of blood-red light.

The dazzling light instantly enveloped Long Haoyu in a layer of blood mist.

Within the blood mist, the golden light continued unabated, still holding absolute dominance and driving the outer layer of blood-red mist.

Having completed these transformations, Long Haoyu then moved, leaving a blur in front of Long Haochen.

The next second, he appeared in front of the werewolves who were still attacking Long Haochen.

The bladeless sword unleashed a series of sword beams, and before the werewolves could react, they all fell into pools of blood.

The last remaining werewolf suddenly stiffened, his burly and upright body rigid.

Long Haoyu leaped into the air, grabbing the hair on his head with one hand, and terrifying power erupted from this seemingly small hand.

The air seemed to be exploding as Long Haoyu grabbed the werewolf and threw it violently in another direction.

Am I taking off?

The werewolf who was being captured was in a daze.

Before I could fully process the sudden takeoff, I crashed heavily into my companion.

At the same time, the golden light and blood-red mist on Long Haoyu's body also converged on Wufeng.

With a single step, he firmly gripped the hilt of the sword, which resembled the gnarled roots of an old, blunt tree.

"Destroy the demon, one move!"

A cold voice escaped from Long Haoyu's lips.

The sword, raised high without any fancy movements, simply and unadorned slashed down.

The golden light and the blood-red mist instantly detached from the sword's edge and flew away.

An invisible buzzing sound resounded, and the sword that was swung out seemed to transform into a ferocious and terrifying dragon.

The dragon's roar echoed through the mountain valley, charging forward without pause towards all the werewolves.

The werewolves at the front widened their eyes considerably, and before they could react, they collided with the blood-gold dragon.

Their black armor seemed to have lost all defensive power, and they could only watch helplessly as the blood-gold dragon burst forth from their bodies.

Then, it continued its unstoppable charge backwards.

After unleashing such a sword strike, Long Haoyu charged forward.

Following the long, blood-gold dragon, the shadow of a bladeless sword flashed wildly.

The splattered blood splashed across the mountain valley, and one werewolf after another fell into the pool of blood.

The excitement I had initially felt in the Bright Moon Swamp was rekindled.

At this moment, every cell in Long Haoyu's body seemed to tremble.

"Brother, you're so strong!"

Long Haochen was dumbfounded; all the werewolves around him had been eliminated.

Now, he truly embodies the principles that Long Haoyu upholds, making it impossible for him to even find himself in danger.

His stunned gaze slowly cleared, and he couldn't help but look up at his father in the sky.

Retribution Knight...

Is this what a true Retribution Knight is like?

Long Xingyu sensed Long Haochen's suspicious gaze, and his dignified expression changed slightly.

As if unaware of Long Haochen's gaze, he remained unmoved atop the dome.

"Master, I have completed my growth!"

Wu Feng's excited voice rang in Long Haoyu's ears.

After killing dozens of werewolves, Long Haoyu finally heard Wufeng's reply.

Hearing Wu Feng's answer, he became even more excited.

"Is it already at the level of magical equipment?"

"In that case, let's max out the boost!"

Long Haoyu roared inwardly, his fighting spirit growing stronger with each battle.

Without wasting any words, just as Long Haoyu had initially guessed, the 30% boost was immediately maxed out.

His spiritual power increased once again, and the aura emanating from Long Haoyu became even stronger.

In the werewolf camp, the blond werewolf saw Long Haoyu's god-like figure and his eyes, which had been somewhat frightened by Long Xingyu, completely calmed down.

"These two children are that person's closest relatives; we are no match for him!"

"Before I die, I'll drag these two little brats down with me!"

The thousands of werewolves entrenched here, after he gave the order, wanted to take advantage of the chaos to break out, but they all believed that they could not die in vain.

Now, thanks to the blond werewolf's reaction and a shout, all the werewolves reacted.

The werewolves, having regained their senses, stared at Long Haoyu, who was wreaking havoc, with a fierce glint in their eyes.

That's right, they can't have died in vain!

Before I die, I'll drag these two children down with me.

With this belief in mind, the other werewolves who wanted to rush out all gave up the idea of ​​continuing to break out of the ravine.

All the afterimages and gazes were focused on Long Haoyu and Long Haochen.

Facing these werewolves, Long Haochen's face showed a determined expression, while Long Haoyu felt the amplification of Wufeng's power, and his excitement also rose steadily.

However, at this moment, a golden-red halo was fully revealed above the dome.

After a long period of calm, Long Xingyu saw that the werewolves were all planning to attack the two brothers in groups, so he made his move.

"Haoyu, Haochen, you don't need to do anything anymore. It's my turn to make a move!"

Long Xingyu's calm voice rang out from the sky.

At the same time, a golden-red halo spread out behind him.

A massive, gleaming golden throne slowly emerged from within, radiating magnificent light.

Upon seeing this scene, Long Haoyu's lips twitched slightly.

This old man...

He seems unusually persistent in performing miracles in front of others.

It's just clearing out some low-ranking soldiers, is it really necessary?

Chapter 52 Quick Look, Famous Scenes

The enormous throne was ten zhang tall.

The high backrest is inlaid with countless gemstones.

You can vaguely see a figure on the back of the chair.

A sharp, imposing, and even terrifying oppressive force emanated from it.

Long Xingyu sat on this enormous throne, the semi-circular bright red gem at the top of the backrest radiating his majesty like a half-sun.