Seeing Lin Mo'er's sneer, the sound of cold air gasping sounded one after another.

"Lu Chen is the mysterious refiner~"

"Wow~"

Suddenly, the scene became chaotic, and in the face of the two masters clash again, the opinions of the people converged into an indescribable hot frenzy.

"It's terrible, not to mention that it has reached this point in twenty years, and the method of refining weapons is also prepared, and the strength is on par with the Minshan monks~"

It is not easy to cultivate the truth, and it requires years of hard practice, and ordinary people already feel that there is not enough time to cultivate the true immortal technique, let alone spend a lot of time to stabilize and improve the refining skills.

Although Minshan Jushi is in the middle of Jindan, he is respected, and his status is not weaker than that of Xingchen Pavilion, precisely because his one-handed refining skills are unparalleled.

But now, there is another such figure in the Dongzhou Xiuzhen Realm, and his strength and realm are similar to it. But the age is young, and the monks of Shangmin Mountain are hundreds of years old. What a concept it is.

By now, the brains of the monks were no longer enough, and in the face of such a genius, the word genius was simply an insult to Lu Chen.

The voices of discussion came one after another, and after Xiang Ning's face turned pale, a touch of sinister meaning once again appeared. After more than two hundred years of practice, Xiang Ning has never felt such anger, and the boy who was indulgent and disdainful in the past has now grown into a figure that is enough to shake the entire Dongzhou.

At first, Xiang Ning was also ready to capture Lu Chen, and tried to put him into the Guiyuan Gate Court with coercion and inducement. But now~

Such a person must not remain.

"Genba, kill him. Xiang Ning gave the order to kill.

"Junior, suffer death. ”

Xuanye got the order, forcibly harnessed the Golden Oota to kill frantically, his fingers moved, bursts of golden mist swept through the sky, the scorching sun did not enter, the golden thunder roared, and the thunder comparable to the momentum of the heavenly thunder rushed to the top of Lu Chen's head and smashed down.

Seeing this, Lu Chen's figure took a step back, and he recited the magic trick in his mouth, and the five flying swords of white, red, blue, black, and purple rolled up a five-color tornado around him, which was also thunder, and Lu Chen's thunder was mixed in the tornado, which could be described as thunder borrowing the wind and making a monstrous voice.

In fact, Lu Chen knew that his five-color wind and thunder sword array could not defeat Xuan Ye, but his thinking was very clear, if he used the Haokong Hammer now, although he could injure Xuan Ye or even kill him directly under the shadow of the eighteen hammers, then his delayed actions would be extremely dangerous. Doing so will definitely cause Xiang Ning's anger.

In the face of the late masters of Jindan, Lu Chen was not afraid, but he was not completely sure. Everything needs to be done with care.

"Hone it first, and while delaying time, you can feel the power of the Black Evil Heart Fire and the Absolute Dao, so that the Great Yan Immortal Technique can be completely integrated with the Earth Evil Heavenly Realm. ”

Lu Chen's small abacus played very loudly, in his opinion, the five-color wind and thunder sword array and the two immortal tricks need to be constantly honed, maybe it won't be long, against a mid-stage Jindan master like Shang Xuanye, there is no need for a Haokong hammer.

After all, the Haokong Hammer is too physically demanding.

"Dragon Soul, go~" Thinking of this, Lu Chen's eyes bloomed with black light, and with a finger in the sky, the main sword of the dragon soul turned into a black dragon, and bit at the Golden Oota with a roar. Trying to forcibly devour Xuanye's mid-grade natal weapon.