With Lu Chen's current strength, if he only used the Dao Technique urged by True Qi, he might not be able to break through the opponent's defense.

Instead, with the help of the Qinglian Sword, an ancient divine weapon, with its indestructible edge, he was able to increase his lethality even more.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

The moment he saw the sword shadow coming, Duan Peihu felt a chill in his heart.

For a while, he had no way to figure out the path of the opponent's sword moves, and the alarm bell sounded in his heart.

But Duan Peihu has experienced a hundred battles, and his cultivation is also there, and he is not a fuel-efficient lamp in itself.

The fierce sword aura coming from the top of his head, Duan Peihu was not too panicked, and his reaction speed was also extremely fast.

The blade of the big knife in his hand was reversed, and he took advantage of the situation to lift the big knife, and also slashed Lu Chen's head mercilessly.

A lose-lose style of play?

Lu Chen snorted coldly in his heart, at this juncture, he would not let go of Duan Peihu easily.

Clang!

Both of them shot extremely fast, and inevitably, the Qinglian Sword and the broadsword collided fiercely, and sparks flew everywhere.

The crisp sound of metal clashing resounded through the dense forest, startling the small animals farther away and running in all directions, and countless birds soared into the air, letting out bursts of frightened screams.

Lu Chen didn't feel good either.

His arm tingled, and even the palm that gripped the hilt of his sword tingled.

When fighting Murong Yanran in the gladiatorial arena, Lu Chen was shaken by the ice blade in her hand.

That was still when Murong Yanran succeeded in the sneak attack.

After all, Lu Chen didn't use the Heavenly Thunder Step at that time.

And Duan Peihu was just a backhand defense, which had already made his arm numb, and he really deserved to be a powerhouse of the top grade of the Xuan Rank.

For the first time, he used his own strength to fight with a high-grade powerhouse of the Xuan Rank, and Lu Chen could be regarded as truly comprehending the depth of the true qi of the high-grade powerhouse of the Xuan Rank.

At the same time, he also has an objective understanding of his own strength.

In fact, Lu Chen was already very satisfied with such a result.

After all, he is a low-level Xuan-rank, and he can reach such a level when he fights against the Xuan-level high-grade, which is enough to be proud.

After all, the gap in cultivation still made Lu Chen take several steps back, and his body swirled in place before he stood firm, and by the way, he used the Tai Chi True Intent of four or two thousand catties to completely unload this strength.

Compared with Lu Chen, Duan Peihu's situation naturally seemed much calmer.

He only took half a step back, and in an instant his body was firmly on his feet, and he didn't see any effect.

After standing firmly, Duan Peihu didn't look at Lu Chen again, but stared at the Qinglian Sword in his hand with bright eyes, and said excitedly:

"Boy, your weapon is a bit interesting, or leave it to grandpa to see if it fits!"

As Duan Peihu spoke, when his gaze fell on the big knife in his hand, his eyes suddenly burst out, and his face was full of shock.

He unexpectedly found that there was an obvious tear in the body of the knife three inches in front of the hilt.

The crack was half a finger's width and was naturally caused by the collision.

The other party's sword is really sharp enough, a real divine weapon!

Duan Peihu's eyes flashed with surprise, it was originally a joke, but now it has become extremely eager.

He had enough eyesight, and his eyes stared at the three-foot cyan long sword in Lu Chen's hand, revealing an unconcealed greedy color.

The body of this sword looks no different from an ordinary iron sword, except that it always emits a faint blue light, but it is so hard.

With all his strength, Duan Peihu knew how powerful the big sword in his hand was.

You must know that even if this broadsword splits the relatively high-quality steel sword in two, it does not leave any cracks, and at most there is only a trace of imperceptible traces.

Immediately, he shook his head in amazement and looked at Lu Chen with a sneer: "Your sword is not bad, if you only have this ability, then it will soon be mine." ”

"I suggest that you get acquainted with each other and obediently present this sword with both hands, maybe if I am in a good mood, I will at least leave you a whole corpse after killing you. ”

Lu Chen didn't speak at this time, his face was gloomy as water.

Through the battle just now, he has already determined that with his true strength, it is indeed difficult to shake this powerhouse of the upper grade of the Xuan Rank.

At best, it's only on par with it by virtue of its physical skills.

But if you want to really kill Duan Peihu, you can't catch it.

This kind of one-on-one battle is the most test of the overall strength.

After all, he is only a low-grade Xuan-rank, and the other party is also a master who is not as good as the Xuan-level upper grade for many years, whether it is cultivation or experience, he has far surpassed himself.

This insurmountable gap is in front of him, and Lu Chen knows very well that he can't rely on opportunistic methods to defeat his opponent.

Immediately, Lu Chen shook his arm that was a little sore, and looked at Duan Peihu coldly.

He withdrew the Qinglian Sword in his hand into the space of the Eye of Merit, and then took out a peace buckle.

I saw him exhale a long breath of turbidity, put the peace buckle flat in the palm of his hand, and then closed his eyes directly in front of everyone.

Duan Peihu and the people of the Southern Tiger Gang came over behind him, and when they saw Lu Chen, who was acting a little strangely, they were suddenly a little confused, and they couldn't help but look at each other, wanting to get an answer from others.

Fight, fight, what does it mean to take out a piece of jade pendant while fighting?

Could it be that the strength is not enough, and ask God to worship the Buddha to make up?

This is really called temporary cramming!

Is it useful for a pity?

After a while, the people of the Southern Tiger Gang who surrounded Lu Chen and the others came back to their senses, but instead they hugged their arms with their hands, revealing a hint of playful gaze.

They looked at Lu Chen and the others as if they were looking at a dying mouse that had fallen into a cat's claws.

In their opinion, this kind of completely solid strength suppression, no matter how hard Lu Chen struggled, it was absolutely impossible to escape from the hands of Duan Peihu, who was a high-grade Xuanjie.

Besides, they still have such a large group of people by their side, even if there is any accident, they are completely confident that they can handle Lu Chen and his party.

There were even a few anxious ones who were already cruising back and forth on Murong Yanran and the others, secretly swallowing saliva.

Duan Peihu's eyes stared gloomily at Lu Chen, who had his eyes closed, but a touch of uneasiness gradually appeared in his heart, which was even stronger than before.

The way this young man showed made him feel extremely weird.

He has seen some of the thunder attribute body methods, and generally this kind of body method is precious, and it is not easy to cultivate, and it is not ordinary people can learn and learn.

Now this kid closes his eyes tightly, isn't there some strange trick brewing again?

Otherwise, looking at his arrogant appearance before, he doesn't look like he will be tied up at all!

This uneasiness was like unboiled water at this time, rising and falling in his heart, making him gradually irritable and unbearable.

He clenched the broadsword tightly in both hands, and only then did he suppress the uneasiness a little.

Thinking of the difference in strength between the two sides, Duan Peihu still took a cautious step and slowly stepped towards Lu Chen.