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When the sharp cold light rolled in his head, and he clearly saw his hideous face on the mirror-like blade, the whole person trembled, and his mind suddenly returned. When his eyes narrowed, he saw an incomparably brilliant sword light, which was already less than a foot away from him, and the violent impact blasted the clothes on his body and collapsed layer by layer.

Zhou was up and down, as if the blood had been contained, and it was already running badly.

'Ahh He roared with his head raised and roared, with despair and unspeakable horror. He couldn't figure it out, why did the situation that was clearly firmly controlled by him suddenly turn around?

There are also other cultivators who can't figure it out. From Xiao Qianfang, who was ranked among the top five cultivators of the Ten Directions, to the cultivators of the younger generation who believed that Lu Chen couldn't withstand this trick after all, their facial muscles were beating wildly, and they had the feeling of being attacked from both sides and slapped countless times, and their facial muscles were hot and tingling.

The taste of slapping the face is not very pleasant!

Only Ye Lingyun breathed a sigh of relief: "Sure enough, it's an extraordinary young man!" A confident smile on his face flooded.

As a person in question, he is not an ordinary cultivator after all, looking at the sword blade that is rushing over, he is about to blast into his body, and the sword light in his palm gathers in his chest.

For a while, a heavy shield of light was about to take shape. His reaction was not unpleasant, but at this time, the change was finally hasty, and the sword blade had already blasted over.

Bang bang bang!

The light shield that had not yet condensed into the strongest state was like a burst of glass under the critical blow of the sword light, and it was torn apart and ceased to exist.

The terrifying sword light wave has already fallen on the body of the older one. Nian Yu raised his head and hissed, raised the knife in his palm, and desperately blocked in front of him.

His blade was good, but he was still too hasty, so that in front of Lu Chen, who was chasing after the sword blade, grabbed it in his hand, and the nine paths condensed into a beam of light, and the sword light that erupted again.

The fragile one is like a piece of straw paper, which pops into two with a bang and breaks down. And when he was over the age of the blade, he also swept the sword light away, but the whole person was like a kite with a broken string, flying upside down and falling out. flew all the way, no less than two feet, and then hit the ground with his back to the ground, a mouthful of blood, spurting out of his mouth, followed by an extremely terrible scream, erupted: "Ah, my knife!" ”

You must know that his blade is also an existence that has reached the quality of a high-level elemental weapon, and its value is extraordinary. He was able to cultivate now, and it cost a lot to have such a knife.

But now, the blade is ruined. The depression in his heart, a burst of brain, a mouthful of red blood, spurted out of his mouth over the years. Under the anger of this guy, his mind was lost, he jumped up from the ground, carried the half of the blade in his hand, and roared: "Lao Tzu is going to kill you!" ”

This guy is crazy, manic fluctuations, crazy outbursts.

In Lu Chen's eyes, the cold light fluctuated, and he said coldly: "You are looking for death!" "Don't retreat or avoid, like a galloping fast horse, it hit it fiercely.

Poof, with a wave of his hand and a fist, he smashed the opponent's broken blade into pieces, like a falling stone, hitting the body of the old man.

It was difficult to resist after the year, like a broken sack, he fell out and hit the ground again, and the ground he hit cracked on the spot, and the cracks like spider webs continued to spread for more than half a zhang.

At this moment, I almost fainted to death.

Lu Chen's burst of body strength, a burst of brains, shattered no less than three percent of the bones around his body, especially the ribs in his chest, which were almost all broken, and the trauma to the internal organs and internal organs was also extremely serious.

At the same time, Lu Chen's speed was gone, and he continued to soar, sweeping down with a sword. The surname is not a good thing, there is a chance to kill the opponent, and he will not be soft, although this is the Holy Snow Palace! But you don't know, this guy was a killer several times before, and he clearly wanted to put him to death, since the other party has no scruples, what does he have to scruple about?

When Yingwei saw this scene, she was furious: "Bastard, stop!" Waves of pink light rushed out of her body. But it was a red silk, shaking like a long rope, and went straight to Lu Chen.

Ye Lingyun smiled coldly: "Senior Sister Ying, in the battle of the juniors, you came to interfere arbitrarily, is it in order?" It is equivalent to returning what Yingwei said before. Followed by a sword sweep, with a snort, the sword light that rushed out shattered the opponent's red silk.

Red light flew in the sky, and a layer of flush appeared on Yingwei's face. The two were fighting, and Yingwei fell again. However, her actions finally stopped Ye Lingyun. I saw the flames in Hua Xing's palm rushing, and a tumbling flame knife light was horizontal in front of Lu Chen.

Just before the sword blade in Lu Chen's palm, there was a bang, and the sword blade slammed into the sword light. The sword light shattered, the flames soared into the air, and Lu Chen's figure was still blocked. At this time, a flash of fire rushed, and he had fainted to death for more than a year, and was grabbed by Hua Xing in his palm and fell back to his seat.

Lu Chen's eyebrows jumped, although there was some pity in his heart, but he didn't regret it. If you have the opportunity to kill the old man, you will naturally not show mercy, there is no chance, and it doesn't matter. If you are over such a person, how many you kill, how many you kill, and whether you die or not, what does it matter? The important thing is that the evil spirit in Lu Chen's heart has been exhausted.

Hua Xing's eyes fell on Lu Chen's body, his facial muscles jumped slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "This little guy's strength is so strong, although he just hit it casually, but he actually stopped him without doing anything." If this son continues to grow, it will be great. ”

Ying Wei looked secretly hateful, and complained a little: "Senior Brother Hua, you can obviously take the opportunity to kill this son, why did you stop?" ”

The corners of Hua Xing's eyes twitched, and he said: "After all, Senior Brother Nian is the first to start, and it is easy to kill Lu Chen, but I am afraid that Tengyunmen will have to endure accusations from all sides, and his reputation will not be good." ”

Ying Wei glared at Hua Xing very dissatisfied, snorted, took out a pill from her arms, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Under the nourishment of the violent medicine, the injury condition of the elderly is stable.

In fact, these injuries are definitely fatal injuries that cannot be saved for ordinary people, but for cultivators who have cultivated to reach the realm of qi collection, as long as the dantian still exists and the qi valve is still there, it can still be recovered. Of course, there are also sequelae. But a few sequelae, compared to life, what is it?

The other side!

All the cultivators, the gaze that looked at Lu Chen changed again.

The young man behind Shahai had a deep jealousy on his face: "This person's strength is so strong, especially the incomparably fierce R body, which is outrageously fierce!" ”

Sha Hai's eyes were full of solemn color: "If you meet this person later and don't have a chance to make a move, you will admit defeat, you are not his opponent, leave this person to Senior Brother Ji!" When he said this, his gaze fell on the young man standing behind Mo Linfeng.

I saw that the young man's eyes erupted with an incomparably violent excitement.

At this time, Thunderstorm glanced at Xue Shan with a smile on his forehead, and said, "Senior Brother Xue, what are your chances of winning now?" ”

Xue Shan looked bitter: "This person's R body is not under me, in the case that the strength of the R body is not superior, only in terms of sword skills, my winning rate is less than thirty percent!" ”

Thunderstorm nodded: "You can recognize your own shortcomings, and it is also progress." ”