Chapter 230 Long Haochen was forced to leave
"Haochen, has it really come to this?"

Looking at Long Haochen who had a determined look on his face.

Sheng Caier said softly with great concern at this time.

She has also witnessed the changes in the Temple Federation over the years.

Before he and Long Haochen could react, it seemed like it happened overnight.

The entire Temple Federation seemed to have completed a major reshuffle.

It was originally passed down from the early days of the Temple Federation to the present day by various families and factions.

Overnight, they were beaten to a pulp by the emerging professional school.

In order to survive, they had no choice but to switch sides.

On the basis of the original professional system, learn from the emerging schools.

It took a lot of effort to keep my footing, but even so.

The voice of the original families and factions has been greatly weakened.

These families and factions were once promoted by Long Haochen.

Long Haochen also looked at Sheng Caier helplessly.

"Cai Er, there's really nothing we can do about this."

"If I don't come down and stabilize the situation."

"I'm afraid the world has forgotten me, the first president of the Temple Federation."

But even so, Sheng Caier still felt a little uneasy.

"I always feel that the development of things has exceeded our previous expectations."

"If it really doesn't work, why don't we just give up? Ten thousand years have already passed."

"It is time to loosen control and allow the Temple Federation to develop freely."

Hearing Sheng Caier say this, Long Haochen sighed softly.

"I would love to do this, but Austin"

Long Haochen did not continue speaking and just shook his head.

Then he said, "Cai'er, just wait here for me to come back."

"As long as I personally come forward, no matter how much trouble there is in the Temple Federation."

"I believe that with my methods, I can calm them down one by one."

However, Sheng Caier did not agree with Long Haochen, but insisted on speaking.

"Let's go together. I can help you with you."

Sheng Caier held Long Haochen's hand and said, "No matter what, I will not be separated from you."

Long Haochen: "Yeah, okay."

"Brother, did you say that we are going to the front line today?" Long Kongkong said a little uneasily.

"I heard that the battlefield on the front line is very cruel. Can we really..."

And Long Dangdang, his brother who was standing beside him, comforted him in a soft voice.

"Don't worry, I will protect you."

However, despite saying so, Long Dangdang's eyes were quite uneasy.

Accompanied by the raging tide of the undead and reforms within the Temple Federation.

Nowadays, almost all the Temple Federation Colleges have been closed.

Today, the training for professionals has returned to the way it was ten thousand years ago.

However, it is not the six major temples that are in charge, but the schools of different professions.

Each professional school has different training for professionals within the school.

Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong were relatively unlucky.

The two brothers were assigned to the killing school known as the War Grinder.

The School of Killing hardly provides any theoretical training to the professionals within its school.

Because the theory of the School of Killing has only one word, that is "kill".

Grow in killing, transform in killing, or become the one being killed.

Therefore, the two of them now have a special weapon that was initially distributed by the School of Killing.

A weapon that is bound to the lives of two people and can continue to grow and evolve through killing.

There will be nothing left, not that they don't want to prepare.

Rather, it is mostly equipment from other schools, or equipment left behind by former professionals.

It is not very compatible with the combat system implemented by the current School of Killing.

In theory, the allocation of various professional schools is based on talent compatibility.

However, Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong could not figure out why they were assigned to the Killing School.
Now, with the war becoming increasingly severe, all those who are able to fight are forcibly conscripted to the front line.

Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong are already old enough to fight.

As for their parents, they were drafted to the front lines a few years ago.

But now the battle line of the entire battlefield is too wide.

Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong were not assigned to the same battle zone as their parents.

And when the two brothers were still worrying about their future, a somewhat hoarse voice sounded.

I saw a man with scars all over his body and his upper body naked.

His skin was bronze in color, with bloody battle lines flowing and appearing on his body.

The bald man who looked extremely strong and was holding a big knife said in a cold voice.

"It's time to hit the road." His eyes swept over the two brothers Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong.

At this moment, the two brothers felt as if they were standing in a sea of ​​corpses and blood, and they were shuddering with fear.

The number of qualified candidates for the School of Slaughter is relatively small.

At the same time, the probability of death in the School of Killing is also the highest.

But on the contrary, there are many top-notch experts in the School of Killing.

It is usually at least two or even three times higher than other schools.

This is because the early days of the School of Killing were extremely difficult.

And because of the lack of support from various equipment and professional skills training.

Therefore, it is very easy to die in the first few battles.

But once you get through the first few battles.

Then the growth rate of the School of Killing is unmatched by any other school.

The more you kill and the stronger you kill, the faster and stronger the School of Killing will grow.

Among the tests conducted in Tenglong City this time, only Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong were suitable for the School of Killing.

And it is different from the small team mode of other professionals going to the battlefield.

The members of the School of Killing are almost all lone wolves on the battlefield, human meat grinders.

Therefore, they are basically alone and rarely team up with others.

Looking at Long Kongkong whose body was trembling slightly and Long Dangdang with a determined expression.

The warrior from the School of Killing did not say much.

He grabbed the two people directly, then turned into a blood-red rainbow light and rushed towards the battlefield.

Under normal circumstances, it would be faster to take the teleportation array.

But as the war progresses, the teleportation array is no longer safe.

There are also spellcasters in the Undead Tide who can affect the stability of space and thereby infect the space teleportation array.

As expected, nowadays, unless for some extremely special operations, the Temple Federation will hardly use the teleportation array.

After all, who knows when someone might intercept you and you might even die without knowing how you died.

Surrounded by the blood-red rainbow light, Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong felt like they were almost suffocating.

After all, it's because the oxygen is thin at high altitudes.

And it was getting stronger and stronger, like a sharp blade.

The murderous aura that kept cutting through their bodies invaded them.

This caused pain to these two professionals who had not yet fully advanced.

This is actually a kind of training, a test for beginners of the School of Killing. After all, on the battlefield, killing intent is relative.

Professionals of the School of Killing are extremely sensitive to murderous intent.

If you cannot withstand the murderous intent, you will be distracted and lose your composure on the battlefield.

Along with the blood-red light, a golden light suddenly flashed.

A handsome man in armor stood in front of the blood-red light.

“Who is it!” The bald man’s face solemnly showed murderous intent like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

It transformed into an invisible blood-red blade and slashed directly at the person in front of him.

When they saw the person in front of them, there was a brief trance in the eyes of Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong.

I always feel like I have seen this person before somewhere.

But immediately, along with the release of the aura of light, the strong killing intent was blocked outside the aura of light.

Seeing this, the bald strong man also understood that the strength of the person in front of him was definitely above his own.

Although his own strength is not top-notch among the current I Killing School.

But if his strength is converted into external spiritual power, his external spiritual power is at least around 500,000.

And nowadays, with the emergence of professional schools.

The strength of one's power is no longer determined solely by spiritual power.

In terms of the same individual combat power, the strong ones of the Killing School are often stronger than those of other schools.

And the person in front of him was able to block his murderous attack so easily.

Then its spiritual power is at least over 900,000.

The reason why he launched the attack directly was because he did not know the other party.

A powerful man with at least 900,000 spiritual power suddenly appeared, and he was a new face that had never been seen before.

The bald man narrowed his eyes slightly, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more concentrated.

The weak must be killed, and the strong must also be killed. The School of Killing has always treated everyone equally.

There will be no hesitation because of the enemy's strength.

"You two boys, wish you good luck!" Seeing that the person in front of him did not answer, the bald strong man snorted coldly.

It then turned into a blood-red rainbow light again and dived towards the ground.

When he was close to the ground, he simply threw Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong in his hands to the ground.

Although they reduced their strength, injuries to Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong were normally unavoidable.

But at this moment, the handsome man's eyes flashed.

Two golden lights enveloped Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong.

It offset the impact of their landing, allowing them to land on the ground unscathed.

But at this moment, the bald strong man also moved.

He seized this opportunity keenly.

I saw that the big knife in his hand was covered with dark red blood.

At the same time, the blood-red sword spread and covered his entire body.

Lines of armor and bone spurs that looked like white bones emerged from the blood.

And those bloody battle marks that were flowing on his body before were like blood.

At this moment, it became even brighter, and the bright blood-red light directly dyed half of the sky red.

Although the strong man's change seemed huge, it actually only took a short moment.

Directly at the blood-red sword that looked extremely hideous due to the growth of bone spurs.

Its blood-red edge extended a hundred meters and slashed directly at the handsome man in the air.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" In this state, the bald strong man's voice was a little distorted.

At the same time, an indiscriminate murderous intent came from him and swept across the entire battlefield.

Even Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong were wrapped in it.

The handsome man's face froze.

However, the priority is to ensure the safety of Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong.

He himself took the horrible blow.

But after taking this blow, Long Haochen realized that this knife was not simple.

Although the spiritual power erupting from the sturdy man at this time seemed to be only around 500,000.

However, Long Haochen was sure that the killing power of this sword was definitely not just 500,000 spiritual powers.

The lethality of this knife was even approaching an extremely terrifying value.

That was the absolute forbidden zone called One Million Spiritual Power, and at this moment the snow-colored light in the sky also completely dissipated.

Only then did Long Haochen suddenly realize that the other party must have relied on some external force.

It was the blood-red light that filled the sky. Presumably, this blood-red light must have been the other party's previous accumulation.

This is the killing move of the School of Killing, which can draw out and accumulate the power of the person killed.

Even if one's own spiritual power is not strong, if one encounters a strong enemy.

Then all the energy accumulated from the previous killings can be released at once.

He unleashed a deadly move that was far beyond his normal fighting ability.

And this kind of trump card is not unique to the School of Killing.

Each school has its own unique transcendence.

But compared to the school of killing that specializes in killing.

The special cards of other schools may not necessarily be used specifically in combat.

Long Haochen's expression changed, and he saw that the golden light protecting his body had been cut off.

Not only that, but a trickle of blood also flowed from the place where he was cut by the sword.

Although this was because he had underestimated the enemy and therefore did not defend with all his strength.

But at this time he had already realized that the person in front of him was in the School of Killing.

Anyone who is considered as a pillar of support can cause certain harm to themselves.

If not, how strong should the true leaders among today’s major schools be?

Originally, Long Haochen thought that he had overestimated these schools.

But only then did he realize that he might have underestimated it.

But before the bald strong man could regroup, he attacked again.

His head fell silently.

At the same time, the flame of his life was extinguished, as was the will that was protected by the murderous intent.

When he died, a young girl appeared behind him.

If this girl is not Sheng Caier, then who is she?
At this time, Sheng Cai'er looked at the bleeding Long Haochen with even more worry in her eyes.

Long Haochen smiled and comforted her: "It's okay, Cai'er, I was just careless."

At the same time, Long Haochen went towards Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong, who were still protected by the power of light.

Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong looked at the people in front of them with different eyes.

There was confusion and helplessness in Long Dangdang's eyes.

The man in front of them killed the mentor of their school of killing.

Logically speaking, he should be hostile to the person in front of him.

But for some reason he felt a sense of trust in the person in front of him.

But Long Kongkong is completely different.

He was shouting and his eyes were full of vigilance towards Long Haochen.

Seeing this, Long Haochen just smiled and said, "Hello, I am the first chairman of the Temple Federation."

"My name is Long Haochen."

Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong: "Ah?"

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