In addition, the old man also felt that the three-foot cyan lightsaber in the young man's hand was extraordinary.

He could even feel the coercion from the sword.

This...... What kind of sword is it?!

With the knowledge of this old man, Rao couldn't recognize this amazingly powerful cyan lightsaber for a while.

I'm afraid that if Lu Chen changed into the Maoshan Exorcism Sword before, the old man on the other side might have heard of it, and it would be easy to distinguish it when combined with that kind of golden light and heroic righteousness.

But this Qinglian Sword is an ancient divine weapon, and the other party may not have heard of it, so it is reasonable that it cannot be recognized for a while.

The old man didn't have time to marvel, and the next moment, he clearly saw that the cyan lightsaber had submerged into the poisonous corpse he had refined, like cutting tofu.

The defense of this poisonous corpse, the old man has been specially strengthened, and its defense is naturally very clear.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as copper skin and iron bones.

Dozens of poisonous corpses, not even a minute, were wiped out by this young man like cutting melons and vegetables, three times and five divided by two.

Lu Chen's body speed was extremely fast, and after dealing with these poisonous corpses, he only turned into a dark purple streamer and appeared in front of the old man in an instant.

The old man's face froze, and he subconsciously pushed the dark wine jug in front of him, and at the same time burst out with a domineering momentum.

The inky aura bloomed from him as if it were substance, and it frantically turned to the black flask, apparently providing it with a steady stream of power.

The strange runes on the surface shone with a strange brilliance in an instant, and the entire wine jug trembled slightly, making that kind of humming sound.

The blade of the Qinglian Sword slammed into the black wine jug covered with strange runes, without making a sound.

The seemingly indestructible black flask immediately sank into the flask after an extremely brief pause on the blade.

The old man's pupils suddenly widened at this time, and he looked incredulous.

But the facts are happening right in front of him, and he can't help but believe it.

At this time, when the old man looked at Lu Chen, it was like looking at a demon.

This sturdy wine pot magic weapon, under the blessing of his full strength, did not even block it for three breaths, and was cut off by the sword in the young man's hand.

But the old man's shocked heart only disappeared for a moment, and then he immediately rushed to his neck to cool down, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

The power that appeared on the neck was hot, but the old man's heart was cold.

This feeling of cooling off the cool made him not dare to move at all, so he could only stand in place obediently.

"Old fellow, the master is not in the mood to play with you, hurry up and give me the alchemy on that woman immediately. Or cut your neck right now and kill you on the spot. Even the soul has been refined for you!"

Lu Chen put the Qinglian Sword against the old man's neck and said coldly.

While saying this, Lu Chen's face had already appeared a pale.

The power of merit released by the merit bead just now forcibly increased the power of the Qinglian Sword, and in an instant, the power of the Qinglian Sword was increased to at least eighty percent of the normal situation.

This is a great consumption for Lu Chen.

But now that time is pressing, he hasn't had time to check Murong Yanran's situation yet.

If there is a chance to be treated, but because of the delay, it will be more than worth the loss.

Besides, this old man gave him a very terrifying feeling, and when the black aura on his body was released just now, Lu Chen realized that he had to go all out, otherwise it would turn into a grappling.

On the one hand, even if we can win in the end, it will not have a deterrent effect.

This old man looks like he belongs to the kind of stubborn guy, and he can't really scare him, and most of the time he won't cooperate with him.

On the other hand, if you waste a little more time, the more variables will happen to Murong Yanran.

Moreover, if Lu Chen himself wanted to release the power of the Youth Sword, he could only do so by relying on the power of merit.

This consumption is extraordinarily enormous.

Even if he crushed the last merit bead, Lu Chen was not sure enough to hold on for too long.

If the other party sees through the mechanism and chooses to consume time with himself, Lu Chen can't afford to consume it at all.

Therefore, no matter which way you look at it, Lu Chen has only one choice.

Must be won by one hit!

If the old man succeeded in carrying himself this time, it would be almost impossible to perform another move with the same power.

In fact, just now, the little fox was already sitting on Lu Chen's shoulder, ready to use the fox fire at any time.

And the little fox also communicated to Lu Chen, once it makes a move, if it wants to deal with this old man, I'm afraid it will have to start all over again.

Losing both sides is an inevitable outcome.

There is no doubt that although Lu Chen's plan is a bit risky, it is the best choice at the moment.

The most important thing is that he succeeded!

In the face of absolute strength, the old man's face turned blue with fright, and he stared at Lu Chen in astonishment, his eyes full of incredulity.

He obviously couldn't accept the facts in front of him.

The defense that he was proud of was easily broken by the other party.

His eyes couldn't help but fall on the Qinglian Sword in Lu Chen's hand, still thinking hard about what kind of divine weapon it was.

It's a pity that after being silent for a long time, he got nothing after all.

But on the whole, the old man in front of him has obviously seen strong winds and waves.

Shock was shock, but after less than three breaths of silence, he couldn't help but speak.

The old man took his eyes off the Qinglian Sword in Lu Chen's hand with difficulty, looked at him with trembling eyes and said: "This little brother has a good way, the old man admires, admires! Today, the old man admits it, I will go immediately, please don't be angry......"

As the old man walked towards the stone bed, he muttered strange incantations in his mouth, and his hands kept stamping.

An invisible force emanated from the old man's body, and finally swept over the body of the girl on the stone bed.

With this invisible power, Lu Chen saw that the black mist on Murong Yanran's body began to gradually dissipate.

While these black mist gradually dissipated, Murong Yanran's originally somewhat blackened face began to fade a little.

But at such a distance, Lu Chen didn't feel the breath of life on Murong Yanran's body.

"Brother Lu......"

Murong Xin'er's own cultivation on her side was not too low, of course, she could feel the situation on Murong Yanran's body, and her tears couldn't help but flow down.

When she came, although she always believed that her cousin would be auspicious.

But when she actually entered here, she realized that she was still too optimistic after all.

Especially when she saw this old man's methods, she knew that Murong Yanran, who was haunted by black qi, would not have any good results.

However, when faced with such a result, she could no longer control her emotions.