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was pierced through the chest by Wei Chen's sword, and Liu Yuzhou's life began to pass rapidly.

Liu Yuzhou's body was crooked and fell to the ground.

Chen Yu's tears were like pearls with broken threads, dripping from his face.

After killing Liu Yuzhou, Wei Chen's gaze looked at Huang Qianjue and the others, "How many of you, who else is not convinced?"

Huang Qianjue has been shocked by the strength displayed by Wei Chen, Liu Yuzhou has already used the "blood change", and his strength has increased by at least two grades, but he still can't block Wei Chen's blow.

With the strength of the four of them, they are obviously not Wei Chen's opponents.

Huang Qianjue's brows tightened, and his gaze began to wander around, wanting to choose an escape route.

"Don't look at it, you all have to die today!" Wei Chen noticed Huang Qianjue's gaze until he wanted to escape, and said with a sneer.

As he spoke, Wei Chen had already made a move, raising his hand and slapping Huang Qianjue's chest with a palm.

A majestic true qi smashed directly towards Huang Qianjue.

Knowing Wei Chen's strength, Huang Qian would never dare to compete with him, his figure flashed, and he wanted to avoid Wei Chen's palm.

"If you want to hide, it's not that easy!" Wei Chen's move changed, and it was another sharp true qi, shooting Huang Qianjue.

There was almost no interval between the two shots, and even if Huang Qianjue reacted quickly, there was no way to dodge one after another in such a short period of time.

The palm wind is about to be slapped on Huang Qianjue's body.

Huang Qianjie waved the Taiyue Sword in his hand and blocked it in front of him.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and the Taiyue Sword was once again bent by the True Qi.

Huang Qianjue's figure retreated rapidly.

The majestic power came from his Taiyue sword.

The golden breath, the true qi of the sea, churning.

Although he knew that Wei Chen's strength was strong, Wei Chen's casual blow was so powerful, which still surprised Huang Qianjue.

His own blow was blocked by Huang Qianjue, and Wei Chen was also slightly surprised, but he didn't expect that the strength of the young man on the opposite side would be able to block his own blow.

Wei Chen's sword eyebrows were upside down, the true qi in his hand was condensed, and he slapped another palm at Huang Qianjue.

made two shots in a row, but failed to win Huang Qianjue, so Wei Chen felt a little embarrassed.

Therefore, Wei Chen's attack this time was far more powerful than the previous two times.

The majestic true qi seemed to be overwhelming, pressing towards Huang Qianjue.

Under this huge oppression, Huang Qianjue felt so small.

He knew that even if he tried his best, he would not be able to stop this blow.

Huang Qianjue seemed to have seen that death was beckoning to him.

It's just that at this time he is already powerless.

Just when Huang Qianjue thought that he was going to die, the true qi released by Wei Chen was blocked by a sword qi in front of him.

Lu Changqing's dashing figure fell from the sky.

"Elder Lu!" Everyone present couldn't help but let out an exclamation when they saw Lu Changqing's figure.

Lu Changqing stood with his hands in his hands and faced Wei Chen, "If you want to kill our disciples of the Tianluo Sect, you have to ask me about this sword in Lu someone's hand first!"

Wei Chen looked Lu Changqing up and down, and smiled, "This is the strongest person among the young elders in the Tianluo Sect, Lu Changqing!"

Seeing that Wei Chen recognized his identity, Lu Changqing was not too surprised.

Among the younger generation of elders of the Tianluo Sect, Lu Changqing had the greatest name and the strongest strength.

"Who are you?" Lu Changjiang held a long sword and pointed at it from afar.

"I'm the one who wants your life!" After saying this, Wei Chen had an extra silver hook in his hand.

Wei Chen's figure flickered, and the silver hook in his hand stabbed straight into Lu Changqing's chest.

In the previous battle with Huang Qianjue and others, Wei Chen never took out his weapon, that was because the strength of Huang Qianjue and others was not enough for her to make a move.

But Lu Changqing is different. Even if he was far away in the name of the demon clan Lu Changqing, he had still heard of it.

The strongest of the elders of this younger generation is not so easy to deal with.

Seeing the silver hook in Wei Chen's hand, stabbing at himself, the long sword in Lu Changqing's hand was blocked in front of his chest.

"Ding!"

The silver hook collided with the longsword with a crunch.

After missing a move, Wei Chen's figure turned again, and the silver hook in his hand attacked Lu Changqing again.

The two fought together, and the silver hook in Wei Chen's hand could not leave Lu Changqing's vital point.

Lu Changqing waved the long sword in his hand and blocked it in front of him.

Huang Qianjue and the others were not idle, and several people joined forces to gather around the demon disciples and brought one place.

This fight attracted more and more people from the Demon Clan and the Tianluo Sect.

Although Lu Changqing's strength is not bad, there is still a big gap compared to Wei Chen.

The two fought for about 10 rounds, Wei Chen's move changed, and the silver hook in his hand slid towards Lu Changqing's neck from a treacherous direction.

Lu Changqing was startled, and hurriedly waved the long sword in his hand, wanting to block Wei Chen's attack.

Unexpectedly, Wei Chen's true qi in this move was majestic, far surpassing the previous few shots.

The famous sword in Lu Changqing's hand was directly cut into two pieces by Wei Chen.

The murderous aura contained in the silver hook cut the robe on Lu Changqing's chest into a lard, a foot-long opening.

On Lu Changqing's chest, blood flowed down.

That is, Lu Changqing's reaction was fast enough, otherwise, Wei Chen's hook was enough to cut off Lu Changqing's head.

But Rao is like this, and Lu Changqing's chest injury is not light.

"Take your life!" Wei Chen saw that the long sword in Lu Changqing's hand was broken and there were injuries on his body, and he knew that this was the best time to officially kill Lu Changqing.

Naturally, he would not let go of the silver hook in his hand at such an opportunity, and the brilliance flashed and cut straight at Lu Changqing's neck.

This hook was fast and urgent, the long sword in Lu Changqing's hand was broken, and there was no weapon to defend himself, at this time, in the face of Wei Chen's attack, he had no other choice but to dodge.

Wei Chen was unforgiving, and the silver hook in his hand turned into a little starlight, surrounding Lu Changqing.

He had already made up his mind that he must take advantage of today's opportunity to kill Lu Changqing.

In this case, he would have better go back to the Demon Venerable to ask for credit.

Under Wei Chen's offensive, for a while, Lu Changqing dodged left and right, and danger abounded.

"Elder Lu, take the sword!" Huang Qianjue in the crowd saw that the long sword in Lu Changqing's hand had been broken, and immediately threw the Taiyue sword in his hand at Lu Changqing.

Lu Changqing's afterglow received the Taiyue Sword flying towards him, and he reached out to catch it at the moment.

At this time, Wei Chen's offensive had already arrived again, and Lu Changqing waved the Taiyue Sword in his hand to block Wei Chen's silver hook.

With the Taiyue Sword in hand, Lu Changqing finally stabilized his position and fought with Wei Chen again.

It's just that Lu Changqing's strength is weaker than Wei Chen after all, and the two have fought for another forty or fifty rounds, and Lu Changqing has already added three wounds to his body.

Although these wounds were not fatal, they had a huge impact on Wei Chen's shot.

For a while, Lu Changqing, under Wei Chen's offensive, could only be exhausted, and had no chance to fight back at all.

Both of them could see that if they continued to fight like this, Lu Changqing would be defeated by Wei Chen's hands sooner or later.

It's just that everyone present paid for themselves, no one could be Wei Chen's opponent, and they didn't dare to rush up to help.

Just when everyone was at a loss, the Taiyue Sword in Lu Changqing's hand changed sharply.

"Brush, brush!"

Lu Changqing used three swords one after another, these three swords were fast and urgent, and the moves were coherent, like a spring drizzle, endless.

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