Lu Chen's face changed slightly, this guy was really insidious, I thought he would rush at him, but he didn't expect to turn around and rush in Tang Xuan's direction, planning to attack Tang Xuan and hold Tang Xuan hostage?

Tang Xuan saw the afterimage rushing rapidly, and was immediately frightened, and at this time, two figures burst out of his back like lightning, staggering towards Wei Lan.

"Tang Chong, Wen Hu, just because the two of you want to stop me, get out!" Wei Lan let out a low roar, and the silver spear stabbed like lightning, and the two opponents quickly dodged.

These two people are Tang Xuan's clan elder Tang Chong, and Wen Hu, the commander of the city guards, and their strength has reached the realm of the nine folds of the day after tomorrow. In Wushuang City, although the city lord has fallen, the foundation is still there, how can there be no internal strength master to follow, it is so easy to hurt Tang Xuan and the two sisters.

Wei Lan shook the spear violently, the tip of the spear was like a dragon swinging its tail, and the strong force instantly whipped Tang Chong, who was over seventy years old, away, and the sturdy Wen Hu dodged this move very quickly, and at the same time quickly approached the other party, the armor of his right arm was held high, and he smashed towards Wei Lan with a deafening roar.

Wei Lan's eyes were like electricity, and he quickly stretched out his left hand to grab the opponent's fist, and at the moment of contact, the palm of his hand became strangely flexible, like a big python, quickly wrapped around the opponent's fist, and pulled it violently!

Tearing and pulling, Wen Hu's entire right arm was scratched with a bloody wound, and purple breath was faintly visible flowing in the blood at the rolled flesh.

"Oops, poisonous!" Wen Hu took a few steps back, covered his bleeding right arm, stared at Wei Lan in horror, and said angrily.

Wei Lan's lips moved slightly, a hint of a sinister smile flashed, and without a moment of hesitation, she pounced on the two Tang Xuan sisters again.

Wei Lan was entangled with people, a phantom fluttered across the courtyard a few feet away, and appeared in front of the Tang sisters almost instantly, a piercing sonic boom sounded, and the heavy sword carried a terrifying force and smashed towards Wei Lan.

Wei Lan's expression changed, he gritted his teeth and closed the gun rung, and the surging force smashed on the barrel of the gun, his palm suddenly became numb, and the weapon almost came out of his hand.

The whole person was knocked several feet away in an instant, and landed on the other side of the courtyard corridor.

"Who the hell are you, why do you do good things to me three times twice!" Wei Lan held a gun in both hands, like a wild wolf, and stared at Lu Chen fiercely.

He's really unwilling!

After more than two years of painstaking planning and so much cost, it finally fell short.

As long as he can seize the control of Wushuang City, it will be a great achievement to return to the sect at that time, and it will be just around the corner. Who would have thought that at this critical juncture, a Lu Chen of unknown origin popped up, obstructing him everywhere, making his plan lose all the plates, how could he not be angry and hateful in his heart.

Lu Chen held the black heavy sword in his left hand, pointed at the ground obliquely, looked at the other party indifferently, his eyes as deep as the sea flashed: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you miscalculated!"

"Good boy, you can actually calculate me, it seems that I underestimated you before, if I don't kill you today, it will be difficult to understand the hatred in my heart, suffer death!" Wei Lan let out a low sigh, and his entire figure turned into a blurred afterimage, rushing towards Lu Chen.

The corners of Lu Chen's mouth rose slightly, looking a little evil: "I hope your mouth is as powerful as your strength!" As soon as the words fell, the whole person rushed out, like a wild horse that had escaped the reins.

The silver spear went out to sea like a hidden dragon, with a sharp whistle, stabbing out rapidly, and the majestic momentum made the flowers and trees in the courtyard vibrate.

And the black heavy sword in Lu Chen's hand instantly turned into a black thunderbolt, wrapped in a thunderous momentum, and stabbed out like lightning.

In an instant, the tip of the needle is against Maimang!

The tip of the spear and the tip of the sword collided together in an instant, and with a 'bang', dazzling sparks splashed in all directions, and the sound of impact resounded all around.

Lu Chen's palm was slightly numb, and he suddenly felt as if the blade of the sword had pierced a solid city wall, and he couldn't go any further.

I suddenly felt a little more vigilant in my heart, this person's strength should not be underestimated, and it must not be underestimated.

With the strength of his eightfold peak of the day after tomorrow, a sword stabbed out, not to mention 80,000 jin of strength, plus the bonus of the black scale arm, a full sword, at least more than 120,000 jin, the other party can actually resist without falling into the wind, and its strength can be seen.

Compared to him, Wei Lan was even more shocked than him, this kid was young and not amazing, but he didn't expect that he was so strong in the competition for brute force, it seemed that he had met a strong opponent.

The young man in front of him must not be viewed with his preliminary estimated strength, otherwise the dead side will not be himself.

"Eat me again!" Wei Lan turned around and swept sharply, the spear slashed through an arc, and slashed towards Lu Chen.

Lu Chen sneered: "How could I be afraid of you!" Immediately, he swung his black heavy sword with a quick backhand and slashed hard, blocking the silver spear swept by the opponent, and his strong force shook his arm slightly.

In terms of momentum, the two sides are evenly matched, and no one is inferior to the other. However, in terms of the realm of internal strength, Lu Chen is about to lose a little bit, and his time to cultivate internal strength is still too short, and he is not as good as the masters carefully cultivated by these sects.

Wei Lan, as one of the four congenital masters of the White Tiger Tower, and the proud disciple of Lu Santong, is one of the best internal strength masters in the sect, regardless of qualification or strength.

And to be able to lurk in the City Lord's Mansion alone, secretly planning so much, the courage is also first-class, and the master is a congenital master Lu Santong, how can he not have some housekeeping skills!

After Wei Lan and Lu Chen fought for several rounds, he knew that this person was difficult and did not dare to delay time, so he did not hesitate to use the trick of pressing the bottom of the box, "Angry Sea Dragon Spear"!

More than 100 years ago, the gun trick of "Raging Sea Dragon Spear" was created by a peerless powerhouse of the congenital perfection realm who practiced on a deep sea island for more than 20 years. It's a pity that after the death of this strong man, the secret book created disappeared for decades, but he didn't expect that by chance, it was obtained by an elder of the White Tiger Tower, and then carried forward in the hands of Lu Santong, and it has been passed down to Wei Lan, the essence of which he comprehended most of it, which is also his biggest reliance on seeking Wushuang City.

"Kill against the current!" Wei Lan roared, rubbed his hands together, and the tip of the spear spun rapidly and stabbed out, and everywhere he went, the air violently shook and rolled, like a deep sea fury Jiao making waves, and the violent gun intent swept away the land dust.

A trace of surprise flashed in Lu Chen's eyes, and the black heavy sword slashed over like lightning, but the moment he touched the spear, it seemed to be swept into a terrifying deep sea swirl, and the power on the heavy sword was instantly unloaded, almost out of his hand. What's even more terrifying is that the power of the opponent's silver spear has not diminished at all, and it stabs as fast as electricity.

At the critical moment, his footsteps swayed like a ghost, and he avoided the gun blade thrillingly, which perfectly interpreted the subtlety of 'chasing the wind and chasing electricity'.

'Peng', there was a bang, and the thick solid stone pillar in the corridor was pierced by Wei Lan's spear, and the fine powder flew violently in the air.

Lu Chen stepped aside, cold sweat dripping on his forehead, this guy is so terrible with his marksmanship, he was almost seriously injured, if it weren't for the 'chasing the wind and chasing the light', just now, I was afraid that there would have been a blood hole in my body.

So far, he has never met a master with such exquisite marksmanship, and today he has seen it.

Most of the warriors on the continent are hot-blooded and warlike. It was rare to meet a master who was evenly matched, Lu Chen's blood was spurting, and the blood all over his body seemed to be boiling, which couldn't help but breed a strong fighting spirit in his heart.

"Hmph, let you dodge, but you won't be so lucky with the next shot!" Wei Lan glanced back and sneered.

Lu Chen's expression was cold, and his tone was a little disdainful: "You think I'm lucky, maybe I think too highly of yourself!"

"In that case, then prove it with your blood! This trick is called Rainstorm Thousand Shadows!" Wei Lan hated others to look down on him the most, and immediately let out a low shout, and the silver spear was like a dragon stabbing out wildly, and in the blink of an eye, there were dozens of shots, as if thousands of arrows were pouring out, and they shrouded towards Lu Chen.

At this moment, Lu Chen's field of vision was filled with gunshots, like a sudden downpour, extremely fast and domineering.

Lu Chen gritted his teeth and frantically resisted, turning the heavy sword into a shield, blocking the opponent's spear again and again, and constantly dodging and dodging by chasing the wind and electric steps.

Wei Lan saw Lu Chen's embarrassed appearance, and smiled very proudly: "Even with you, a hairy boy, you dare to run rampant in front of me, and die under the "Raging Sea Crazy Dragon Lance", it can be regarded as proud!"

Thousands of gun shadows shrouded Lu Chen, filling his entire field of vision, as if these gun shadows were everywhere and endless, and if he was not careful, he could penetrate his body in the next moment.

Lu Chen stood in the corridor, his steps flickering and moving, resisting those terrible gun shadows again and again, and every time he resisted, he was shocked to fly back a few steps, and the situation was very unfavorable to him.

The two are like two red-eyed murderers, fighting and colliding wildly in the corridor, and each collision will cause a huge movement.

"Peng!", "Peng!", "Peng!".... A series of violent crashing sounds sounded, like rain hitting plantains. Everywhere the two went, the guardrails, tiles, floors and stone pillars on the corridor continued to shatter and explode, and the scene was extremely hot.

But anyone with vision can see that this Wei Lan, who is pretending to be Situ Jian, is too strong, stronger than everyone expected. Although Lu Chen is still trying his best to resist, his momentum has been suppressed by the other party, and once this situation continues, he is afraid that it will be a matter of time before he loses.

It's like a lonely boat on the vast sea, carefully navigating in a storm, and sooner or later it will capsize.

Not far away, everyone watching the battle stared intently at the two people fighting frantically in the corridor, and they were all stunned.

They didn't expect that two people who were so unremarkable in appearance would have such terrifying strength.

"Sister, can Lu Chen do it!" Tang Xuan nervously grabbed her sister's hand and said worriedly.

Tang Yun frowned slightly, seemingly calm, but in his heart he actually sweated for Lu Chen. She shook her head and replied, "I don't know about this, I believe Lu Chen won't be the kind of person who comes nonsense!"

"Death to me!" In the corridor, Wei Lan roared in vain, brandished his spear and slashed at Lu Chen, and the huge force smashed on the heavy sword of Lu Chen's rung, and under this violent impact, Lu Chen was smashed out like a cannonball.

With a bang, it landed in a side room at the end of the corridor.

At this time, the corridor that had been demolished in scattered pieces finally couldn't withstand the violent destruction of the two internal strength masters, and collapsed and fell to the ground, splashing dust.