Four hundred and seven, three battle
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At this moment, Lu Chen had already rushed to the core of the courtyard, and under the colorful leaves, a middle-aged man in a purple robe with a slightly pale face stared at Lu Chen with two scarlet eyes, and roared: "Who are you!"
Lu Chen smiled indifferently: "Who am I, what does it matter? You only need me to kill you! In addition, I see you sweating profusely and looking horrified, I think you have done something wrong, right? But these have nothing to do with me at all, kill you, and my mission will be completed!"
"It's you, it must be you!" The purple-robed middle-aged man suddenly felt as if someone had stabbed him in the heart, his face was distorted, and he roared almost madly, "I can't imagine that I have been hiding for so many years and still been found, but even a junior like you in the spirit realm is trying to kill me, you are delusional! I want to kill you!"
The purple-robed middle-aged man slammed his feet on the ground, and the ferocious shock wave spread out along the soles of his feet, and the flat ground shone with a touch of strange light, and soon a strange spirit array spread out along his body, enveloping Lu Chen in this way.
The purple-robed middle-aged man raised his head and hissed: "The three absolute formations, the absolute soldiers, the absolute spirit, the absolute technique, and the sword technique, when you get here, you can't use it! The magic spell is the same with spiritual power! ā
With a bang, the purple-robed middle-aged fat body rushed into the spirit array, his palm shook slightly, and a long knife inlaid with gems was dragged out of the void by him, and the head that met Lu Chen was chopped off with a knife.
The power of a sword is really extraordinary, if other cultivators are caught off guard and are caught in such a spiritual array that prohibits the spiritual power of weapons and spells, I am afraid they can only wait to be killed.
And Lu Chen also tried to run the true intent of the sword, as the middle-aged man in the purple robe said, under this three unique formations, the true intent of the sword path was suppressed, and the operation was very slow, even if it broke out with all his might, it was already good to have the combat effectiveness of the past three percent, so it was already in a state of half-ruin.
But Lu Chen still has an advantage that others can't match, physical strength!
The purple-robed middle-aged man thought that Lu Chen was going to die, but how did he know this, and when he saw Lu Chen standing in place and not moving, he instinctively thought that Lu Chen was completely frightened.
The ruthless color that emerged from the purple-robed middle-aged eyes was extremely strong, and he snorted coldly: "Die!"
The knife light sprayed out by the long knife is tactfully like a waterfall flying down from the mountain cliff, with a fierce momentum and fierce vitality.
A moment later, it had already descended on Lu Chen's brain.
The blasted knife light reflected the hairs on Lu Chen's face one by one.
The smile on the purple-robed middle-aged man's face was a little more, and Lu Chen in this situation was a dead man to him.
Just when he thought that he could slash Lu Chen with one sword, Lu Chen's palm flew sideways and slammed into it with a punch.
The pure power of flesh qi and blood bloomed suddenly, and the surging fist power fell on the sword light of the purple-robed middle-aged man. When there was a loud explosion, the purple-robed middle-aged knife light shattered on the spot, revealing the bells and whistles of the blade, which went straight to the side and fell to the ground fiercely, and the heavy sharp qi swept over, and the ground suddenly exploded with a knife mark that was not more than a foot long.
The two eyeballs of the purple-robed middle-aged man were about to jump out of their sockets, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and exclaimed, "This?"
"I have to say that your three peerless formations are good, if you can still ban the power of the flesh, it will be perfect, it's a pity!" Lu Chen suddenly appeared in front of the purple-robed middle-aged man.
The two eyes of the purple-robed middle-aged man were like light bulbs, and the whole person shuddered, and the blade that fell to the ground was about to rise horizontally.
Lu Chen looked carefully, and with a kick sideways, it landed on this guy's wrist, and with a pop, the purple-robed middle-aged wrist and palm exploded into a ball of minced meat, and the blade that had not yet flown fell to the ground again.
The purple-robed middle-aged man screamed miserably, knelt on the ground with his broken wrist, and howled miserably.
Lu Chen's palm stretched out, and the blade on the ground flew up and landed in his palm, and the cold light could clearly show all the details on his face, like a mirror.
The knife is a good knife, but these ornaments that are embellished on it, affect its level.
At this moment, Lu Chen's palm stretched out, and while erasing all the ornaments on it with one palm, he also wiped out the marks left on it by the middle-aged man of the purple robe.
Hum, the sword light trembled, and the quality that bloomed out had reached the level of the top-tier earth element.
The purple-robed middle-aged man looked at the scene in front of him in horror, his throat shook a few times, and the despair in his eyes burst out undisguisedly, and when he was asking for mercy, he saw the cold light fluctuate, and with a bang, a head rolled down, and the purple-robed middle-aged body fell to the ground, and the violent essence flew out with a bang.
The purple-robed middle-aged man had already died, and Lu Chen glanced at a storage bag that had manifested on this guy's body, grabbed it, and put it away together with the three battleforms.
These three battles are useless to him, but they are not necessarily useless to others.
It just so happened that along the way, there were enough things accumulated, and Lu Chen also thought that it would be the most practical to sell these things, together with the three blade formations he had started, and replace them with Yuanjing.
At this moment, the light and shadow came one after another, and the land dust disappeared.
When Lu Chen disappeared, the previous cultivators walked in, and they looked at the purple-robed middle-aged man who fell to the ground one by one, and was frightened.
But soon there was a greedy light in the eyes of these people, and they rushed straight to the inner room, frantically searching for some of the finances left over from the middle age of the purple robe.
A few days later, in a valley hidden under a towering mountain peak, a young man walked in, it was Lu Chen.
Just as Lu Chen was about to walk into the valley, two cultivators with Ning Dan cultivation flew down from the trees on both sides, and the two stared at Lu Chen very vigilantly, and said in a deep voice: "What person." ā
Lu Chen's wrist shook, and a black spar was revealed, and he said, "Buyer and seller." ā
The two Ning Dan realm cultivators breathed a sigh of relief, their faces were much more polite, and they said, "Since you are honored guests, you can go in." ā
Lu Chen nodded, and as soon as he stepped into the valley, he saw a lot of void ripples fluctuating.
Lu Chen had entered a small world hidden in the void.
As soon as he entered, there was an extraordinarily strong consciousness that fell on his body, rolled a few times, and disappeared again.
This is a ghost market that flows outside of the Aragami faction area!
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