Lu Chen's heart was as calm as water, his Luo Shen Sword was wielded like the wind, and under the continuous impact of the golden mang, his figure retreated step by step, but every time he blocked, he felt that the spiritual energy in his body was wildly consumed.

At the same time, with each swing of the sword, his understanding of swordsmanship slowly improved.

'This magic weapon attack is not weak, if it goes on like this, my aura will be exhausted sooner or later. Lu Chen pondered in his mind, and for a moment his heart moved, why don't you use the original three hundred and sixty-five sets of swordsmanship?

Although these are mortal swordsmanship, they are basic sword moves, and each set has its own merits.

'Willow Sword Showdown!'

Subconsciously, a set of sword duels rose in his mind, Lu Chen's figure floated up, like the wind blowing willow leaves, fluttering without a trace, when the eight golden rays were shot, he avoided five of them, but only three needed to be separated by swords.

But it also saves the consumption of Reiki.

However, Lu Chen was not willing to do this, because although he avoided Jin Mang, he was passive.

"His cultivation is not strong, and he doesn't use defensive magic weapons, so he must get close to him."

Constantly assessing the situation, Lu Chen swallowed the Spirit Pill at the same time, and continued to replenish the spiritual energy consumption!

Looking at the dancing sword shadow in front of him, the blue-clothed young man's face gradually became gloomy, he concentrated on the second layer, he belonged to the low cultivation among the monks in the outside world, but no matter how low he was, at least he was stronger than this young man, and he had more reliance than the young man.

The boy has grown up extremely fast, from the embarrassment at the beginning, to the current calmness, which makes him jealous.

'It's over!'

Although he didn't like it in his heart, the young man in blue was still confident, of course, he didn't know that the young man's huge divine sense had already covered the surroundings, and any wind and grass were clear at a glance.

And he didn't know that a disciple of the first layer of condensation had a hidden killing move.

At this moment, a sound of urging came from afar.

'Wolf, haven't you solved it yet?'

In the air, a middle-aged man stepping on a pen-shaped magic weapon slowly flew in.

Listening to the voice, Lu Chen immediately felt uneasy, it was difficult for him to resist alone, and if there was another person, he would have no power to fight back at all.

"If you don't flee immediately, or it'll be too late!" Lu Chen hesitated.

At this moment, when the young man in blue heard the words, he looked up at the sky and shouted: "Third brother, just play with him, solve him now!"

Listening to the voice, Lu Chen's heart moved, he opened his eyes, his eyes turned dark blue, the aura in his body burned at this moment, and the water trails on the Luo Shen Sword surged.

So far in the battle, he finally saw a loophole in the young man in blue!

At this time, the young man in blue finished explaining and looked at Lu Chen again, but at this time, the perennial wandering of life and death made him feel the taste of death, and at this moment, the sky and the earth suddenly turned gray.

Sou!

A blue light came in an instant, and the pupils of the blue-clothed young man dilated, only to see a big sword with a cold light flashing down.

Cha!

The young man in blue trembled all over, as if something had passed through his body, and then looked in front of him, I don't know when the young man was indifferent to his face, and there was a cold dimple on his right cheek, everything was clearly visible!

"Xiao Kill!"

The cold voice reached his ears, and the young man in blue regained consciousness, but he found that his upper body was sliding, and he could even see his feet still standing.

Bang!

The young man in blue was split in two!

His upper body fell to the ground, his pupils dilated, and he couldn't understand why this concentrating level cultivation had such a powerful sword move.

Burst!

Lu Chen stood with his sword propped up, the aura in his body was exhausted, and there was a feeling of falling asleep in his mind.

But then, he looked up.

I saw that the middle-aged man not far away was completely shocked, and his face was full of disbelief!

Seeing this, Lu Chen didn't say a word, grabbed it with his left hand, sucked the storage bag of the blue-clothed young man, and then took out the purple cloud snail and put it into the spirit stone.

Hiss!

The purple cloud snail spits out purple smoke, quickly forming a purple cloud!

Lu Chen's face was pale, and he stepped on the purple cloud and broke through the air.

In the air, the middle-aged man looked distracted, he could see clearly before, the young man who was concentrating on a layer of consciousness, with a sharp sword move, instantly rushed to the front of the fifth man, and then based on the aura of the whole body, a sword fell!

This sword definitely has the power of the second layer of condensation.

If Lao Wu wore a defensive magic weapon, this sword was not enough to be fatal, but he didn't wear it, because the other party was concentrating, so he underestimated the enemy, and because of his own shouting, he was distracted!

All this seems to be a light enemy, but who would have thought that the concentrating layer has such a sharp sword move!

"Old Five!"

The middle-aged man looked up to the sky and shouted, his eyes were red, he looked at the purple clouds that disappeared into the sky, stepped on the pen-like magic weapon under his feet, and chased straight away.

At the same time, the remaining three also noticed that something was wrong and flew immediately.

Whoosh!

The wind in his ears was whistling, Lu Chen's long hair was fluttering, he had never experienced such a fast speed, and under his feet, the purple clouds pulled their long tails and slashed away.

On the way, he looked back and saw the light flickering in the sky, obviously the middle-aged man had chased after him.

"As long as there is a stick of incense, we must reach the Tao River as soon as possible!" Lu Chen's expression was solemn, at this moment the spiritual energy in his body was exhausted, and he was extremely weak.

Half-sounded, when he was getting closer and closer to the Tao River, the purple clouds began to drift away, and disappeared from the sky in a moment, Lu Chen released Luo Shen and rushed straight ahead, but his speed slowed down.

Speed has always been the biggest flaw of Roselle Sword!

And the middle-aged figure in the rear is getting closer and closer!

"Run, I'll see where you flee to! Kill my fifth brother, I will sacrifice you with blood!"

The middle-aged man looked hideous, and with a wave of his right hand, a pitch-black triangular hill appeared, and the aura was instilled, and the hill was radiant, hovering above the middle-aged head in an instant, and the middle-aged speed doubled.

Sou!

The two are getting closer!

Lu Chen gritted his teeth and stared ahead, when he was more than ten meters away from the Tao River, he looked back and suddenly saw a pitch-black palm, which emitted black smoke and was as fast as electricity!

Bang!

The pitch-black palm slapped on Lu Chen's chest, and then, behind this pitch-black palm, a hideous face was revealed, and his lips moved slightly: "Today next year is your sacrifice day!"

Lu Chen felt that his chest was like a volcanic eruption, and the pain was incomparable, this was still a middle-aged long-distance spell, otherwise with just one palm, he would have died.

At this time, Lu Chen's eyes were red, and he didn't care about the sharp pain in his chest, he stretched out his left hand, and his palm was facing the hideous face.

"Yunmo!"

In the palm of his hand, a large black cloud and mist poured out, and he was about to cover that face.

From a distance, the black cloud ink is like a cloud, but it is even darker, and the range is only five meters, as for the cloud and ink, the middle-aged man is surprised, no matter where he looks, it is pitch black, and his divine sense is useless.

"What kind of spell is this? As soon as he made a move, the entire Xiaoshan Hezhou was darkened, who is that young man?

In addition to being surprised, the middle age began to feel a deep sleep, and after a while, his body slowly fell into the Tao River.

Lu Chen looked at the falling figure, his eyes were fierce, and he chased after him with his chest.

"My Sacrifice Day, next year today will be your Sacrifice Day!"

Thump!

As soon as he entered the water, Lu Chen immediately turned into a black fish and chased after the figure, with his temperament, he didn't like to provoke people, but these people had no hatred in the past, and they had no grievances in recent days, and they chased and killed themselves as soon as they made a move.

Well, since you are doing this, you must have the consciousness of death!

Thundered!

The blackfish rolled over the waves, not to mention that the middle-aged man was asleep, even if he was still awake, he was not a blackfish opponent in the water!

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