Dongfang was in high spirits, as if he had seen Lu Chen crushed to the ground by his ten-zhang sword blade, and he would kill with one blow!

The other cultivators on the edge of the ring also had the same idea, staring at each other, for fear of missing all the details. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The cultivator on the other side, the relaxed look on his face, because of the sword blade released by Dongfang Li, was a little more, and laughed: "Senior brother, Lu Chen's son will definitely be defeated!"

The purple-robed old man's eyes flickered slightly, and he said unhurriedly: "Senior Brother Jia, not necessarily!"

The cultivator's facial muscles twitched a few times, and he said coldly: "Then Jia Mou wants to see, what kind of method is not necessarily? Dongfang's sword dao and the sword weapon in his palm are fused, and the lethality that blooms will only be stronger, what can Lu Chen rely on to resist? Could it be that he can also come up with a sword weapon that is not inferior to Dongfang? If so, he is really likely to escape. ”

The purple-robed old man smiled slightly: "I have to say, junior brother, your news is too late, Lu Chen does have such a sword weapon, look, isn't that?"

Jin Tianming's eyes moved slightly, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When Sha Tonghe and Xue Qidao saw this scene, their eyes almost jumped out of their sockets.

The cultivators on the edge of the ring exclaimed a little louder: "What a powerful sword weapon!"

"It's clear that it's no longer under the East!"

The cultivator's face was gloomy, and in his beating gaze, a ruthless color burst out, and he almost gritted his teeth and said, "This is impossible, where did he get such a sharp weapon from a wild cultivator?"

The purple-robed old man smiled but did not speak, and the essence in his pupils was a little stronger.

I saw that in the ring, the wind and clouds changed, Lu Chen let out a long roar, and the Fu Jiao sword rushed up from his body, taking off and turning, like a dragon fighting against the sky, the sword light fluctuated, and the fierce qi rippled out of the situation.

Poof!

The two sword lights, shaped like two meteors in the starry sky, collided fiercely together, and for a while, the sword lights were chaotic, and the energy swept out.

If it weren't for the strong defensive method on the edge of the ring, almost all of them could rush out, and once they rushed out, many cultivators watching the battle would definitely suffer. Even if the aftermath of the impact was blocked, on the edge of the ring, the appearance of the void shaking wildly was still startled by a group of cultivators, and the look of horror in their pupils erupted.

"It's really worthy of it, it's enough to be compared with the seven sons of Beihai, their strength is really too strong!"

"Who's to say it isn't!"

"That's genius. ”

One by one, they didn't dare to relax, staring at the ring with their eyes open. However, in the ring, the strange light fluctuated, rolling sword light, washing back and forth, which had blocked their gaze, so that they could only see two blurred figures, colliding rapidly in the ring, and nothing else could be seen really.

At this moment, another earth-shattering collision sounded pass.

The streamer in the ring, with a bang, was as if it had been split in half by a peerless sharp weapon, and it fell down with a bang.

Hearing a muffled snort, Dongfang Li seemed to be kicked in front of him, flew out upside down, and fell to the ground fiercely, wisps of red blood, flowing down the corners of his mouth, and falling on his clothes little by little, like a scorching delicate flower, full of a different kind of cold air.

The eyes of the cultivators widened again: "Dongfang Li, you will be defeated like this?"

"How the hell did he lose?"

"I can't believe it, he, a genius who has broken through the level of the Yuan Shen and whose strength is obviously much stronger than when he was in the secret realm, was actually defeated in the hands of Lu Chen, who is still in the secret realm! It seems that he, a genius who is comparable to the seven sons of the North Sea, has a lot of water, and it can be seen from this that Lu Chen's strength is really strong!"

The purple-robed old man's gaze fell on the cultivator and said, "Senior Brother Jia, do you see it?"

On the cultivator's forehead, a cyan aura rushed up, and the gloomy color between his expressions was extremely strong, and he said with a smile: "It seems that this Lu Chen is even stronger than the rumors, and Dongfang will not lose if he loses in his hands." ”

Speaking of this, he glanced at Lu Chen deeply, the light flashing out of his pupils was like Sanjiu cold ice, extremely cold, and then his gaze turned again, falling on the purple-robed old man's body, "But senior brother, don't be too proud! Dongfang has just just entered my door after all, and there is a lot of room for improvement, today's him is not his limit, once he really stands at the level of the Yuan Shen, what is Lu Chen?"

The purple-robed old man smiled slightly: "Yes, the old man will wait and see, but his chances may not be much! After all, he has already achieved the primordial god, and Lu Chen is still a secret realm, and the plasticity of the primordial god is worse, and the secret realm is difficult to say." ”

The cultivator's body shook a little, and the restlessness in his pupils became a little stronger.

Of course he understands this.

He's just mentally unbalanced.

They are also all inner disciples who have risen from the lower court, how can the gap be so big?

Thinking of the past, he only felt a hot pain in his facial muscles, and Lu Chen used his strong strength to hit him back fiercely.

The feeling of being slapped in the face like this is not comfortable at all.

He didn't want to be here for a moment.

With a bang, he rushed into the ring, grabbed Dongfang Li, glared at him viciously, and his eyes fell on Lu Chen, who looked indifferent, as if he had nothing, and said sharply: "Lu Chen, Jia hopes that you can cultivate well, otherwise you won't have such a chance next time." ”

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows, looking at the other party's angry appearance, he was not excited at all, such a jumping clown was not enough to shake his mood, but a hidden evil breath, quietly dispersed, and smiled slightly: "Next time, I really hope it, but when Senior Brother Dongfang comes next time, I hope to prepare a stronger sword, otherwise he still has no chance at all." ”

Lu Chen snapped his fingers.

The void continued to tremble, and Dongfang Li's previous sword blade fell out of the void.

Shaped like a crumbling glass slag, it fell to the ground with a clatter, and with a clanging sound, a sword weapon of good quality was gone.

Dongfang stared at the beads of his eyes, his pupils were already scarlet, and a mouthful of stagnant blood could no longer be suppressed, it squirted out, and roared violently: "Lu Chen, how dare you!"

The anger in the cultivator's expression also erupted.

Lu Chen destroyed Dongfang Li's sword weapon in front of him, and he didn't take him seriously.

A mere secret realm, where did you get so much courage.

The evil qi was rampant, and the qi waves on the cultivator's body had already rushed up.

The purple-robed old man's body rose and fell, and he didn't give him a chance to break out, he had already suppressed him, and said, "Senior Brother Jia, what do you want to do!"