Lu Chen reached out and grabbed the hilt of the katana.

Luo Xiaoying let go of his hand with a light smile.

She had never seen Lu Chen use a knife, but she believed that Lu Chen would use a knife.

It's an unconditional trust.

Hold the knife in the hand, and the horizontal knife in front.

There was still blood dripping from the knife, and it was Ito's blood.

Dark purple, scarlet.

Make the katana more cold and gorgeous.

Chu Yinshan frowned, and Lu Chen abandoned the gun and knife, which made him feel creepy.

The Blood Alliance has been investigating Lu Chen's background, but has only found plausible clues.

These clues all point to him, the spear path demon, who is a closed disciple of the spear path master Li Tianqiao.

But Li Tianqiao happened to disappear again, and they were a little skeptical about the authenticity of these clues.

They had also suspected that Lu Chen was from the place where they were behind the scenes, but the results of the investigation confirmed that Lu Chen did indeed grow up in the world.

His spear path was already so powerful, if his sword path was stronger, Chu Yinshan couldn't think of anyone else in the martial arts world who could teach such an apprentice.

"Hahaha, guns can't work, can knives do?" Ito laughed wildly as he licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Wounded twice in a row, it made him look a little crazy.

If he couldn't kill Lu Chen and Luo Xiaoying Xue Xue today, he would become a joke among the grandmasters and be nailed to the pillar of shame forever.

The two great masters of the Innate Fivefold and the Innate Quadruple joined forces, and Ito Yogen couldn't think of any possibility of losing.

Lu Chen looked at Ito Yangyuan with a light smile, and said in an understated tone, "It's not that the gun can't work, but because I'm afraid that I will kill you with a shot......"

He turned to Chu Yinshan, and continued with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "He won't dare to come out." ”

If he had the strength to easily kill Ito Yangyuan, where would Chu Yin Mountain dare to come out?

If Chu Yinshan didn't take the initiative to show up, it would be almost impossible for Lu Chen to kill him.

So when he fought hard with Ito Yangyuan just now, he left some strength, and was deliberately shocked by him and vomited blood, leading him out.

When Chu Yinshan saw Lu Chen's smile, the cold hairs on his whole body stood up, which made his heart tremble.

At this time, Lu Chen seemed to be fused with the knife, so that he couldn't tell whether it was a person or a knife in front of him.

"Pretending to be a ghost. Ito Yogen snorted coldly, slashed at him, and roared loudly in a gloomy voice, "Give me death." ”

The sword is terrifying, and the full strength of the innate five-fold grandmaster makes the night darker and more gloomy.

The wave of the sword that broke through the sky slashed unstoppably, trying to split him in half.

Lu Chen didn't dodge or dodge, the horizontal knife was in front of him, he looked indifferently at Ito Yogen who was slashed with a knife, and said with a chuckle, "The knife, it's not like that." ”

The sound fell.

Knife out.

Dragon's Soul.

Lu Chen put his arm around Luo Xiaoying in one hand and took out the knife with the other.

The knife is like a dragon.

I don't know if Lu Chen turned into a dragon or a knife turned into a dragon.

Ito's cold breath penetrated from the soles of his feet to his head.

He has been practicing knives for more than 60 years, and I don't know how many people have become the souls of his knives.

He is a sword master, and his will is the will of the sword.

But when he saw Lu Chen's knife, he knew that the knife was indeed not used by him.

He felt ridiculous that he dared to call himself a Sword Dao Grandmaster.

He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

A thin streak of blood oozed from Ito's neck, and then it became thicker and thicker, and the blood flowed like a stream.

His eyes stared straight ahead, shocked, amazed, terrified, sad, and envious......

Intersection of flavors.

No one knew what kind of mood he felt when he saw Lu Chen's knife.

Even he didn't know.

Bang.

Ito's body fell heavily to the ground, raising a wave of dust.

A generation of sword masters has fallen.

The style of that knife made Luo Xiaoying intoxicated.

She hugged Lu Chen's body tightly, greedily enjoying the warmth in his arms.

The demon who had kept her in a nightmare for fifteen years was slashed by him in this way.

She woke up from a nightmare.

Maybe on the first day they met, they had already woken up.

Chu Yinshan looked at Lu Chen in horror with a look of fear on his face.

This sword did not have the innate true qi to turn the void into reality, indicating that Lu Chen had not yet broken through the grandmaster.

Turning the strength of the nine folds to kill the innate five with one sword, the fear in Chu Yinshan's heart has spread all over his body.

He is only four strengths, and his strength is even weaker than Ito Yogen.

That knife was enough to cut him easily.

Escape.

There was only this thought left in Chu Yinshan's mind.

Before fighting, you can escape as fast as you can.

He was glad he was far enough.

These distances were enough for him to escape.

Chu Yin Mountain turned into a black shadow, turned around and melted into the darkness.

"Do you want to leave when you're here?"

Lu Chen smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked at the back of Chu Yin Mountain and said lightly.

Chu Yinshan only heard Lu Chen's words, but he didn't see him chasing after him, and he didn't understand what he meant.

He didn't care about it, he used his innate true qi to escape quickly, as long as he was farther away from him, the safer he was.

Lu Chen sneered at the figure of Chuyin Mountain gradually moving away.

The figure was blurred and about to disappear from his sight.

He let go of the long knife in his hand.

The long knife fell to the ground and plunged straight into the ground, and the blade shook slightly.

Lu Chen raised his hand and clenched his four fingers, leaving only his index finger stretched out, pointing at Chu Yin Mountain's blurred back.

One finger quicksand.

One pointed out that the mountains and rivers are silent.

Chu Yinshan didn't see Lu chasing after him, and he was overjoyed, with his speed, he would immediately disappear from Lu Chen's line of sight.

He had to immediately send the information back to the Blood Alliance, Lu Chen's strength was much beyond their assessment, and at least the three kings of the late innate stage had to be sent to deal with him.

Chu Yinshan was still full of joy that he would be able to escape immediately, and suddenly felt a palpitation.

This is the palpitation that comes out of the soul.

This is the fear that precedes death.

Heart palpitations and fear come from behind.

He turned around in horror and vaguely saw Lu Chen stretching out his hand to him.

The fingers that broke the air shuttled in.

One pointed out, and the finger crossed the night like a meteor.

Wherever the fingers passed, there was a faint smell of burning.

The air was burned to ashes.

Shout.

Chu Yinshan felt that his chest was burning, and his body had been pierced through.

The strength of the silent finger instantly made his soul fly away.

Bang.

The galloping figure fell from the sky and slammed to the ground.

Chu Yinshan didn't know what happened until he died.

He just saw Lu Chen stretching out his hand and pointing at him.

The night returned to tranquility, leaving only Lu Chen holding Luo Xiaoying and standing in the wind in the night.

The night breeze was slightly cool, Luo Xiaoying shrank slightly, it seemed to be a little cold, and hugged him tighter.

Destroy the grandmaster with one knife and one finger.

As if nothing had happened, Lu Chen looked down at Luo Xiaoying curled up in his arms, and said softly, "Don't lie to me in the future." ”

Luo Xiaoying stared at Lu Chen's gentle gaze, and with the last of her strength, she replied in a coquettish voice, "Hmm." ”

She felt a sense of fatigue and just wanted to sleep well in his arms.

She knew her physical condition, the injury was too serious, and maybe there was no future.

Luo Xiaoying looked at Lu Chen happily, even if she could only take one last look, she felt very happy.