With Lu Chen's escort, the journey was very stable and smooth, and there was no troublemaking by bandits who were not long-sighted.

After marching for more than an hour, the team finally arrived safely in the nearest Qu County.

Seeing the county town guarded by the army, those merchants finally breathed a sigh of relief, and they were also very grateful to Lu Chen.

They knew that this indifferent young master couldn't look down on the silver taels in his hand, so they chartered a restaurant to invite him to dinner and chat about their hearts, on the one hand, to thank Lu Chen for his rescue, and on the other hand, this group of people was so hungry that they were really hungry.

During the banquet, the merchants were very enthusiastic about Lu Chen, and they kept toasting, and all kinds of flattering words filled the entire box, holding Lu Chen and the two of them to the sky.

The merchants' feelings for Lu Chen were sincere, if it weren't for his righteous rescue, their group of people would have become prisoners of those fierce horse thieves at this time, how could they have the opportunity to eat the delicacies of the mountains and seas, so freely.

The merchants had nothing to repay, so they could only try their best to arrange Lu Chen's food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Lu Chen seemed to be silent, but Fang Tianhao was more talkative, pulling various topics to drive the lively atmosphere of the box.

Having a family routine with a group of ordinary people is what Lu Chen is not good at.

After eating, Lu Chen and Luo Xiang were arranged to stay in a good box in the tavern.

In the box, Lu Chen looked at Luo Xiang, who was already sleeping peacefully, shook his head helplessly, and said secretly: "This kid, after drinking so much wine, he is actually drunk, he is still too young, he is easy to be tempted by fame and fortune, and he still needs time to polish it!"

Once tempted by worldly fame and fortune, it is easy to shake the heart of pursuing martial arts, and many martial artists are like this, wasting too much time on eating, drinking, and having fun, and are willing to degenerate, negligent in martial arts cultivation.

In the end, they become a group of mediocre people.

In Lu Chen's view, although people's talents are important, they must also have a firm perseverance.

can endure hardships and have perseverance, as long as you take a path seriously, you will definitely achieve something.

Lu Chen was full of expectations for Luo Xiang, and only hoped that he would not be disappointed.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the streets of Quxian County are still very lively, pedestrians come and go, intertwined with shadows, and shouts are sounded one after another.

Lu Chen didn't feel sleepy, thought for a while, walked to the tea table, found a blank thread-bound book, and began to draw it in detail with a brush.

Backbite!

A drop of rain drifted in from outside the house and fell on the floor, ringing clearly in Lu Chen's ears.

He turned his head to look out the window, and before she knew it, the streets were already windy, the clouds were rolling, and suddenly a downpour was falling.

Pedestrians held up oil-paper umbrellas and hurried to the way home one by one, trampling on the street and splashing silently. The vendors didn't have time to pack up their wares, so they hurriedly pushed their wheels and went to find shelter from the rain.

Lu Chen stood in front of the window, glanced indifferently, closed the wooden window casually, and prepared to return to the tea table and continue to do his own thing. Just then, he suddenly heard a slight noise.

Step, step, step!

There seemed to be a lot of footsteps ringing around, which made Lu Chen frown, and he looked up at the roof, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a hint of coldness.

"Help!" At this moment, a frightened cry for help suddenly came from another wing room on the second floor of the tavern.

Lu Chen glanced at the sleeping Luo Xiang, grabbed the Xuanqing heavy sword placed on the tea table, and rushed out of the wing room in a flash, heading straight to the box where Fang Tianhao lived.

When he just rushed to the door of the house, there was a muffled sound, and a figure was slammed out of the room, and he looked at it, it turned out to be Fang Tianhao.

"Save my sister!" Fang Tianhao spat out a mouthful of blood and pointed to the inside of the chamber angrily.

"Big brother, save me!" There were many figures in the room, grabbing a beautiful woman like a flower and rushing outside.

"Stop!" Lu Chen let out a low sigh, and the whole person instantly rushed into the chamber, and then a demonic sword light lit up.

"Ahh

Lu Chen grabbed Fang Yurou's arm like lightning, kicked on the chest of the other man in black, and directly kicked the other party through the window with huge force and flew out.

Two consecutive smashing sounds of smashing rubble sounded, and four black-clothed figures rushed down from the roof, and at the same time rushed towards Lu Chen with a knife. Lu Chen was afraid that Fang Yurou would be injured, so he hurriedly protected him behind him, holding the Coiling Dragon Divine Sword and slashing out several swords like lightning.

Bang!

The long knives in the hands of those black-clothed men were instantly split in two, and Lu Chen swung his thighs violently, kicked them sideways like war knives, and kicked them on a black-clothed man on the left.

There was a tooth-aching sound, and the black-clad man's entire head was distorted, smashing through the doors and windows, and slamming into another room.

Shout!

Just as Lu Chen was fighting with these black-clothed people, a golden long whip was like a poisonous snake, rushing into the wing room like lightning from outside the street, wrapping around Fang Yurou's neck and dragging it down the street.

"Yurou!" When Fang Tianhao saw this scene, his face suddenly turned pale, he was sweating profusely, and hurriedly shouted at Lu Chen: "Brother Lu, save my sister!"

Lu Chen frowned, a false step under his feet, and his figure flashed in the wing room like a swimming dragon.

Poof!

A strange purple sword light with an ethereal rhythm slitted the throats of the three black-clothed men like lightning, and blood sprayed everywhere in the chamber.

The fifth style of the Shadow Dance Fantasy Sword Technique: Swimming in the Dragon and the Sea.

As Lu Chen's perception of the wind of all things became more and more profound, his swordsmanship became more and more erratic, and the speed of his sword reached an astonishing level.

After Lu Chen finished solving the troubles in the house, the whole person rushed out of the house directly and rushed towards the street in the pouring rain.

That Fang Tianhao was worried about his sister's safety, and when he saw Lu Chen chasing him out, he himself rushed out desperately.

In the rainy night, a black-clothed figure carried Fang Yurou's delicate figure and rushed towards the other end of the street, Lu Chen held the Panlong Soft Sword and Fang Tianhao in hot pursuit.

Da! Da! Da!

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded in the dark streets, splashing a clear sound of water, and some ordinary people who noticed that something was wrong saw this scene, their expressions were horrified, and they hurriedly dragged their wives and children into the inner room, and closed the doors and windows tightly.

Lu Chen's speed was too fast, and it took almost three or four breaths to catch up with the black-clothed man in front of him who was holding Fang Yurou hostage.

Shout!

Suddenly, a sound of breaking the air sounded in the street.

A golden long whip carried a terrifying force, cutting through the space of six or seven zhang, shooting towards Lu Chen like lightning, and everywhere it went, the space trembled slightly, and those droplets of water that were dripping from the sky burst one after another.

The sudden crisis caused Lu Chen's pupils to shrink into pinholes, his expression was suddenly shocked, his feet turned suddenly, and his neck was tightly pressed against the golden long whip to avoid it.

"Hmph!" came a cold snort in the bleak rainy night.

The golden long whip suddenly rolled strangely, and it was directly wrapped around Lu Che's waist and smashed into a house next to it, with a bang, the wood and stones flew away, the dust and mist scattered, and the walls of the unlucky house collapsed completely. Sou!

Lu Chen rushed out of the house, turned into an afterimage and rushed to the lean figure in the rainy night ahead.

"Look for death!" The thin figure standing at the intersection of the street snorted, and with a flick of his wrist, the golden long whip frantically whipped towards Lu Chen like an angry python.

Whew, whew!

The original golden whip shadow suddenly turned into five, staggered towards Lu Chen, and the terrifying strength whipped through the air, crackling. Lu Chen's eyes were like electricity, and the innate true yuan in his body was running wildly, and the scorching flames surged all over his body, like a rushing flame, and his speed soared rapidly.

Whoosh!

Lu Chen's state of chasing the wind and chasing the electric step, like a ghost, turned into a wisp of green smoke, with countless afterimages flickering on the street, every step, he dodged the opponent and whipped once, and his body appeared extremely flexible.

"It's kind of interesting!" Looking at Lu Chen, who was flexibly shuttling in the shadow of the whip, the mysterious figure in the rainy night sneered, and the long whip in his hand became even faster. Countless golden whip shadows sometimes whipped, sometimes entangled, sometimes bitten, and everywhere they went, the ground of those houses directly burst and exploded inch by inch. "What's the way, it's so difficult!" Lu Chen, who was shrouded in the firelight, said secretly angrily, a little ground under his feet, his figure suddenly avoided the whipping of a whip shadow, jumped into the air and jumped on the roof next to him, and flew into the air again, like a goshawk swooping towards the mysterious figure not far away. The mysterious figure didn't expect Lu Chen to choose this way to approach him, it was too late to withdraw the long whip to defend, and Lu Chen's whole person had already rushed in front of him. The left arm bulged high, and the muscles instantly increased in a circle, and the sleeves of the shirt were tightened, and they smashed into the opponent with a terrible force. In the face of Lu Chen's brute force move, the mysterious figure seemed to be very disdainful, and at the same time, he stretched out his right fist like lightning and smashed it at the other party. There was a loud muffled bang! The two fists slammed into each other in mid-air, and the surging internal energy centered on the two of them surged out in all directions, and the terrifying shock wave overturned all the houses within a radius of ten zhang.

"Hmph!" The moment the mysterious master touched Du Luchen's fist, his face changed drastically, and he suddenly felt that the opponent's fist contained a violent force to vent, and with a click, the bone of his right arm was suddenly smashed and almost deformed, and he himself was smashed out and crashed into the house ten zhang away.

"Cut, it's up to you!" Lu Chen didn't look at the other party, turned around and chased in the direction where the man in black fled.

And that Fang Tianhao had already bypassed this street when Lu Chen was fighting with the mysterious master, and chased after him with a shortcut.

After the man in black carried Fang Yurou's figure through three secluded streets, he jumped into a quiet mansion.

Fang Tianhao was eager to save people, and rushed in without thinking about it, but when he rushed into the mansion, he didn't find her sister's figure, but saw a handsome young man wearing a white robe and silver hair in the lobby.

The other party was holding a turquoise sword in his hand, like a god high above, looking at him indifferently, exuding a sharp momentum all over his body, especially those deep eyes as if they could penetrate the soul, seeing Fang Tianhao's scalp tingle.

"Where is my sister, let her go!" Fang Tianhao held a long knife and pointed at the figure in the lobby and shouted.

The silver-haired young man stared at Fang Tianhao standing in the courtyard, the corners of his mouth lifted a wicked smile, and his voice was magnetic: "Young man, this is not the place you should be!"

Fang Tianhao couldn't figure out the identity of the other party, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Who are you!"

"The secret of heaven must not be revealed, who I am, you are not qualified to know!" said the silver-haired young man coldly.