"Bald donkey, suffer death, don't use the hidden dragon!" The black-robed young man turned into an afterimage, and quickly blasted towards the other party with a palm, and the black dragon phantom hovered in mid-air, overlapping with the black-robed figure, and quickly dived. Everywhere he went, the air distorted, creating ripples that were visible to the naked eye, spreading out, stirring up a cloud of snow.

Seeing the black-robed young man swooping down quickly, Jie Wuchen roared: "The Buddha's light is shining!" Suddenly, a layer of divine golden light lit up all over his body.

The high-pitched dragon chant was deafening, and the black dragon phantom that was nearly six zhang long swooped down on Jie Wuchen like lightning, opening its bloody mouth wide, and it was about to swallow Absolute Dust, but at the critical moment, the golden light on Absolute Wuchen's body was in vain, and an Arhat virtual image was faintly visible, chanting Sanskrit, as if there was a layer of sacred talisman light shield to resist the black dragon.

The two behemoths slammed together, and the powerful aftermath was like a storm, sweeping away in all directions, and the ground and dirt were all violently lifted off, flying sand and rocks, shocking the earth.

Lu Chen, Murong Ziyun, and some Sword Sect disciples who were hiding nearby to watch from the convoy were encountered, and the stormy wind swept in, and they didn't even have time to react, they were directly blown upside down, as if an invisible force was impacting them. The aftermath is so powerful, it is conceivable that if they are in the center of the two innate masters, they are only afraid that the bones will be gone!

Lu Chen quickly inserted the heavy sword into the ground, holding the hilt of the sword, while grabbing Murong Ziyun's palm to stabilize his figure, looking at the figure fighting at the bridge, his heart set off a terrifying wave: "What a terrifying breath, the fierce battle between the two innate masters can be so terrifying, the aftermath of the battle alone can blow away the acquired martial artist, it is unbelievable." This level of battle is rare to see in a hundred years, and it must not be missed!"

The front was hard, and the dust was knocked away more than ten zhang, flying backwards, and then landed on the chain bridge with an elegant posture, looking at the black-robed figure not far away, there were faint traces of blood flowing out of the corners of his mouth, he was not angry but laughed: "Happy, Your Excellency's trick of the hidden dragon is extremely powerful, it really opens the eyes of the monk, but unfortunately, it lacks fire!"

"Hmph, dead bald donkey, you didn't let you go before, and you dared to speak disrespectfully, but now it's too late, I will save your dog's life today!" The black-robed young man stood in the snow, snorting coldly, and there were wisps of black air around his body, like small snakes, churning up and down, vivid.

Absolutely Wuchen raised his palm and said: "Amitabha, the monks don't speak, your palm technique is indeed very powerful, but if you want to take the life of a monk, I am afraid that it is still a little insufficient!"

"Then try it!" The black-robed young man snorted, and his whole person turned into a black shadow, quickly pounced on the other party, and the black aura surrounded his right hand, and a huge illusory dragon claw was condensed in an instant.

Absolutely Wuchen didn't dare to be careless, Lang laughed: "The lion of the Buddha Gate roars!" Suddenly, an illusory golden lion image appeared behind him, wanting to choose people to devour, the tiger's eyes were majestic, and a thick roar sounded in the bloody mouth, like a bell, shaking the sky completely.

The black-robed young man slapped his palm, and he was about to smash on the top of the opponent's head, but he was stopped by a deep roar, and the sound waves visible to the naked eye were like pouring rivers gushing out, and he couldn't make his illusory dragon claws shoot down at all.

"Damn bald donkey, it's a waste that you, a traitor to Buddhism, can use this kind of mastery!" The black-robed young man's eyes narrowed slightly, and a circle of golden light suddenly lit up in the depths of his pupils, and his left hand turned into a black dragon claw and slammed towards the other party.

With a muffled sound of 'Peng', the absolute dust in the full resistance was actually fanned out, and the black-robed young man took advantage of the victory to pursue, jumped up in the air, and kicked at the other party!

Absolutely Wuchen was stunned, blood spurted from his mouth, jumped up from the river, and slammed his fist into the other party.

The fists and feet collided, and the thick innate true yuan swept away, Peng, Peng, Peng, and several thick water columns rose to the sky, stirring up monstrous waves on the river surface.

The black-robed young man was extremely ferocious, and the innate true yuan smashed at the other party like a torrential rain through his fists and feet, not giving the other party a chance to breathe at all, and when his body was in the air, the illusory black dragon continued to circle around him, and it was magnificent.

Absolutely dustless put his hands together, pinched out a strange mark, his expression was solemn, the golden innate true yuan was like a fishing net all around, and several large whirlpools appeared out of thin air in the water flow on the river surface, and three waterspouts were quickly rolled up, turning into a giant python that tore into the black-robed youth in mid-air.

The black-robed young man didn't pay attention to these at all, and went down with a fierce paw, and directly slapped the giant python turned into a flood of water into countless splashes, which was extremely domineering!

The wind mixed with the raging waves swept away, and the wooden planks on the chain bridge were directly lifted off piece by piece, and the broken pieces of wood fell into the river, and the bodies that had been dead for a long time also suffered, undulating on the surface of the river.

Lu Chen and Murong Ziyun stood on the shore, looking at this shocking scene, dumbfounded, the spectacular picture gave them a strong visual impact.

Is this the battle of the innate strong? It is really unimaginable that one move and one style can cause such a big movement.

Absolutely Wuchen and the black-robed young man fought fiercely on the river for dozens of rounds, as if they were invincible, and gradually fell into the downwind, and saw that he was defeated, he roared violently, and a layer of strange blood-colored lines appeared on those black characters all over his body, and his breath instantly climbed to the peak, and he repelled the black-robed young man with one punch, and he disappeared into the bottom of the river.

The black-robed young man landed on a wooden plank on the surface of the river, looked at the place where the dust had disappeared, and said with a contemptuous expression: "A Buddhist disciple actually dares to cultivate such a crooked and evil way, no wonder he is wanted by the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, scum!"

As time passed, the roaring and turbulent river gradually subsided, and the black-robed young man flew onto the shore, looking at the convoy with heavy losses, his majestic and cold face covered with frost.

Lu Chen hesitated for a while, stepped forward, and arched his hand: "Thank you for your help, but I don't know your honorable name?"

"No need to thank you, I also owe Jia Tianpeng a favor, just pay him back! As for who I am, you can call me Zhao Zhenxian!" The black-robed young man stood with his hands in his hands, exuding a noble temperament all over his body, quite like a jade tree facing the wind.

It turned out that this black-robed young man's name was Zhao Zhenxian, Murong Ziyun and Teng Qinglei glanced at each other, strolling over, and their hearts were full of curiosity about such a black-robed young man with a mysterious origin. The other party is so young, and his age looks almost the same as them, he is actually an unfathomable innate powerhouse, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they really couldn't have imagined that the other party's strength was so terrifying!

Lu Chen said curiously: "What is the origin of the innate master who just fought with you, who was so arrogant to intercept our convoy!"

"This person is known as a demon monk, but he is a traitor of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, the first of the ten wicked people in Kyushu, notorious, I didn't expect to meet me today, I wanted to take the opportunity to deal with him, but I didn't expect him to escape!"

"I see!" Lu Chen nodded, and then smiled bitterly: "According to what you say, it seems that we, the disciples of the Sword Sect, have been used by Jia Tianpeng!"

The black-robed young man frowned slightly, and said in a crisp voice: "Why do you say this!"

"What else is there to say, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Jia Tianpeng hired our Sword Sect disciples to escort them is just to cover people's eyes, the purpose is mainly to attract the attention of outsiders, and I am afraid that I have already returned to Yangzhou, Your Excellency, am I talking about it?" Lu Chen said slowly.

The corners of Zhao Zhenxian's mouth hooked up a smile: "You are not stupid, you actually guessed Jia Tianpeng's thoughts, it is indeed as you said, from beginning to end, it was just Jia Tianpeng bluffing in the name of the Sword Sect, you are only afraid and did not think at all, it is a congenital powerhouse who is protecting along the way!

"Sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy, Jia Tianpeng, a businessman, is shrewd enough to play us warriors, he is only afraid that he has been happy in Yangzhou at this time, which is really ashamed!" Lu Chen sighed lightly, his face full of helplessness.

Zhao Zhenxian said indifferently: "Okay, the matter has come to this, don't say more, how much your Sword Sect has lost, go back and report to your sect master according to the truth, then Jia Tianpeng will not be ungrateful, I understand him!"

"That's right, it's come to this, and it's useless to say more. In this case, this mission is over, then let's go home first, Senior Zhao will leave!" Lu Chen said, turned around and left with Murong Ziyun and them.

"Slow, Lu Chen, I have something I want to discuss with you!" Zhao Zhenxian looked at Lu Chen, and said with great interest.

Lu Chen was stunned for a moment, and said with a confused expression: "Senior, please speak!"

"You are very talented, you are really a good material, if you have a famous teacher's guidance, within ten years, you will have the potential to break through the innate nature, I am very optimistic about you, I want to ask if you are interested in following me!" Zhao Zhenxian pretended to be Jia Tianpeng during this time, in fact, she has been secretly paying attention to Lu Chen, this young man is mature and steady, extremely talented, and he has won his favor, he has already moved to keep his mind, he has always been very accurate in his eyes, so he said so.

Lu Chen was stunned for a while, but Murong Ziyun next to him couldn't help but say: "Senior, I'm sorry, Lu Chen is a disciple of the Sword Sect, he swears allegiance to the sect, and he will not switch to others anymore, please respect yourself, senior!"

Zhao Zhenxian glanced at Murong Ziyun, her eyes fell on Lu Chen, and said with a hint of hope: "What do you think!"

Lu Chen smiled bitterly: "My senior sister has said so, what else can I think, but I still have to thank Your Excellency for your love!"

"Oh, that's good!" Zhao Zhenxian heard Lu Chen's reply, nodded with a light smile, and walked directly past everyone and towards the convoy.

However, when Murong Ziyun passed by the other party, his nose couldn't help wrinkling, hey, how could there be a woman's rouge fragrance on this person?