The broken sword that flew out was like a bolt of lightning, just colliding with the sword light rushing from behind! But it was the gray-robed middle-aged man who took advantage of the gap between Lu Chen's pinching and exploding Yu Liang's sword weapon to resolutely sneak attack. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 It's a pity that he underestimated the strength of Lu Chen's spiritual sense, even the slightest fluctuation behind him was still clearly captured.

I saw that the light that the broken sword was blooming out of, and in an instant, it had been cut into countless pieces, and it no longer existed. And the sword light that rushed over was also blocked, and the whole peacock that was like an open screen showed a fan-shaped brilliance, and Lu Chen's body flew over, and for a while, the sky flew up hideously, and the violent sound waves washed out in all directions.

The gray-robed middle-aged man who was about to rush over jumped his facial muscles fiercely, and he was also swayed by this inexplicable breath, and he lost the opportunity.

At the same time, an extremely terrible scream came!

Seeing that when Lu Chen threw the broken sword, his body did not stop, rippling with a violent starlight light, and Yu Liang, who was in a state of madness, collided fiercely.

Yu Liang has the cultivation of the quadruple of qi extraction!

The strength is also extraordinary, and it is not fake, but this kind of strength is no longer in Lu Chen's eyes. I saw that his huge body was like a porcelain smashed on the ground, his clothes were torn on the spot, and his rather refined body burst into cracks, and then these cracks exploded quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wisps of red blood shot out like a fountain. In an instant, Yu Liang had turned into a bloody man surrounded by infinite blood - an incomparably terrible scream erupted from his throat, and the eyes that were still staring at him were all frightened and desperate.

Finally!

With a pop, this guy's body has not yet fallen to the ground, like a bursting watermelon, torn apart, red blood, spurting out in all directions, pieces of stumps, fading to the ground, and the pungent bloody breath shot out to the sky. I saw that the heart was still alive, still vibrating.

But Yu Liang had already been violently killed by Lu Chen.

The gray-robed middle-aged man's eyes widened, the horror in his eyes, the irrepressible spurt, and now Lu Chen was no longer a teenager in his eyes, but a devil who came out of the sea of corpses and blood. Such a fierce strength and a strong mind are rare among his peers, even among cultivators at the cultivation level, even among him.

For a while, the gray-robed middle-aged man roared wildly: "Perverted!" The figure that rushed forward suddenly turned, and a crazy burst out of a violent true qi, and he wanted to leave from here.

If you don't leave, it's too late!

If I had known that this little ghost was so ferocious, even if it had great benefits, he would not have appeared here. The sound of the vibrating garments of the rags flew in all directions.

Just a breath later, the gray-robed middle-aged man had already rushed eight feet away.

But at this moment, a more rapid black figure roared in. It was like a black meteor, rolled up in a furious starlight, and it had already chased after him in an instant.

The gray-robed middle-aged man's facial muscles throbbed wildly, and he roared: "Bastard, you deceive me too much!"

The five-fold cultivation of Qi Harvesting fluctuated, and in an instant, it had all bloomed, and the rumbling sound waves were even more violently circulating.

The black shadow that caught up was naturally Lu Chen.

Lu Chen's face still carried a few drops of blood splashed from Yu Liang's body, and now his eyes were indifferent and without any emotion. Seeing the sword light bursting out from behind the gray-robed middle-aged man, the cold light in his eyes suddenly came out! With a wave of his sword, he slammed out, and Fu Jiao's sword intent was at this moment, and he attacked him.

Two sword lights, in mid-air, were like two auroras colliding in one place.

The next moment!

The middle-aged sword light in the gray robe was like melting ice and snow, disintegrating layer by layer, and finally dissipated without a trace. And Lu Chen's sword light, blessed by the strength of his body, is as powerful as a bamboo, cutting through the opponent's sword light is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

Even more stretched over the past, and Fu Jiao's sword intent blocked the gray-robed middle-aged sword blade fiercely!

Burst!

The gray-robed middle-aged man only felt that his inner breath was shaking, and he was exhausted in one breath, and he couldn't hold on and fell to the ground from mid-air, and a heavy impact sound came.

The gray-robed middle-aged man looked at Lu Chen, who was chasing him, and the look of shock in his eyes turned into a look of horror that could not be concealed.

Then.

Lu Chen had already pursued down, and Fu Jiao's sword intent transformed, and the nine sword lights merged into one, turning into a huge and heavy sword light of more than a foot long, and slashed down. The power of a sword has surpassed that of other idle swords.

The despair in the gray-robed middle-aged eyes was even more, and he roared wildly: "Yu Liang, you bastard, killed Lao Tzu! Didn't you say that this kid just controlled the fist intent? Why does he know sword intent, he can only know sword intent, why is he still in the middle realm!"

The sword light in his palm rose horizontally again, and the sword light that Lu Chenfei struck down collided fiercely. When there was a loud bang, the sword blade controlled by the gray-robed middle-aged man was difficult to hold, and under the rush of the sword light, it directly turned into smithereens.

Burst!

The gray-robed middle-aged man spurted out another mouthful of blood, and his huge body was thrown out like a broken sack.

A body of breath, like a flood that opened the floodgates, flowed out of his body, seeing Lu Chen standing beside him like a god, the gray-robed middle-aged man raised his gaze with difficulty, looking at the one behind the sword light that flickered with extreme cold light, the indifferent face, the gray-robed middle-aged man's face, showed a bleak smile: "It's really unexpected, there is actually a cultivator like you in the Nine Xuanmen!"

"Don't be complacent, geniuses don't live long! The more dazzling the genius, the shorter the life! What is the genius who doesn't live long?"

"Hehe, now it's not only your people in the Nine Xuanmen who can't tolerate you, but also the Tengyun Gate behind Lao Tzu, and they definitely can't tolerate you, let alone the Tianji Gate, the head of the four gates!"

"Young man, you and I will meet down soon!"

"Are you finished?" Lu Chen's eyes did not contain the slightest emotional fluctuation.

The gray-robed middle-aged man couldn't help but be discouraged, and when he said these words, he wanted to shake Lu Chen's state of mind. But the young man in front of him did not waver at all, which made him frightened and strong jealous at the same time.

When this guy wants to say something.

An incomparably cold sword light rolled down, and the gray-robed middle-aged man only felt a chill on his neck, and then he saw that his body was getting farther and farther away from him, and a long burst of blood sprayed everywhere.

He tried to scream, but he couldn't make a sound. After a moment, the sparkle in his eyes dissipated, and he was already dead.

Immediately after, a sword light flew, Lu Chen put away the sword blade, and said in a deep voice: "If you want to hit my state of mind, you miscalculated!"