At this time, the red-shirted monk in the air punched out the seal, and after a few breaths, he suddenly said: "Don't waste time, that girl is in the house, kill her and leave quickly." ”

Cultivators are not allowed to oppress mortals, and the three of them are obviously afraid that the East Window incident will happen and be recognized, so the red-shirted monk gave the order to kill.

Hearing this, the two monks beside him retracted their contemptuous smiles at the same time, and their eyes were sharp, and the two of them harnessed their flying swords and quickly rushed to the door of the imperial study.

"No, stop them. ”

Wei Yuanzheng was shocked when he saw this, and he roared angrily and took the lead in rushing forward.

The sword light shone in the dark night, and Wei Yuanzheng, who had not used his hand for many years, took out the medium-grade magic weapon taught by Yuyang Zhenren, and after a blue light lit up, a conical long sword came out of his hand.

"Huh~"

"Medium-grade magic weapon?" The chubby gray-robed monk looked happy when he saw this, and his straight-swept figure drew an arc in the air, giving up the imperial study and heading straight for Wei Yuanzheng.

Wei Yuanzheng did not retreat, and quickly hit dozens of sword fingers with ten fingers, turning the sword into a finger, which was the essence of the Yuyang swordsmanship of Qianyumen.

The two masters clashed in the air in an instant, and the other black-clothed monk pursed his lips, his eyes were also filled with greed, but there was more important things to do than the treasure at the moment, and the black-clothed monk could only grit his teeth with hatred, and secretly slandered the gray-shirted monk for a while, and then killed the imperial study.

As the lord of the Great Zhou Kingdom, Murong Rui was calm, but he couldn't help but feel chills in the face of cultivators, and subconsciously took two steps back, and suddenly a big hand behind him was against his heart.

Murong Rui turned his head in surprise and happened to see Lu Chen's face full of murderous intent.

With a slight pull, he pulled Murong Rui behind him, and Lu Chen took a step forward, and the momentum of his whole body surged out in an instant.

The earthy yellow light flower quickly condensed the turtle-like light armor on the surface of his body, and Lu Chen remained motionless, staring at the black-clothed monk who came to kill without squinting.

The blackfriar's mouth hooked with disdain, and he muttered, "Look for death." ”

At this moment, almost everyone thought that Lu Chen would be in a different place under the sword light pointed out by the black-clothed monk, and most of the Royal Forest Army couldn't bear to turn their heads.

The red-shirted monk in the air didn't feel the slightest threat from Lu Chen's body, in his eyes, the strength of the black-clothed monk was enough to remove all obstacles in front of him.

However, just when everyone thought that Lu Chen was going to die, suddenly the sword light of the black-clothed monk accurately stabbed Lu Chen's chest, and the noise in the dark night sounded with bursts of exclamations, but everyone heard a crisp sound of fighting each other.

"When~"

I thought that blood would be splashed in the next moment, but it was not blood that was splashed, but sparks.

The black-clothed monk's disdainful smile suddenly froze on his face after the crisp voice sounded, and when his gaze fell on Lu Chen's face, it was full of disbelief. He found that the sword he was proud of could not penetrate the opponent's earth armor that had only been condensed with mana.

"What?" The black-clothed monk was shocked, just after a blow, the black-clothed monk thought that he had no idea of leaving his hand, and the inferior magic weapon flying sword was urged by the boundless mana in the late stage of his foundation building, even the essence stone and cold iron were about to be penetrated, but at this moment, it could not penetrate the opponent's mana armor.

The strange change made everyone present gasp, and the figure of the red-shirted monk, who was still so arrogant that he didn't want to make a move, couldn't help but shake in shock, and showed a look of horror. He knows the strength of the blackfriar best, don't look at him as the leader, but if he really fights hard, he doesn't dare to say that he can kill the blackfriar in a short time, let alone be able to resist the opponent's sword momentum with only mana armor.

"This ......," the red-shirted monk involuntarily took two steps back.

The sword shadow that rushed to the sky had just disappeared as soon as it lit up, and the silence for a moment made Wei Yuanzheng and the gray-robed monk who were already fighting not far away puzzled, and the two separated from each other, and at the same time looked towards the door of the imperial study, and happened to see the incredible scene.

At this moment, Lu Chen's right hand had already stretched out, but the seemingly slow movement made the black-clothed monk unable to retreat, and he could only watch his flying sword fall into the other party's hand. The black-clothed monk wanted to draw the flying sword, but a black flame suddenly gushed out from Lu Chen's hand. The fire twisted around the flying sword like a dragon. The blackfriar's eyes were blinking, and the flying sword in his hand turned into molten iron.

This scene is even more amazing, melting soldiers with fire, this is a great ability, even if the Jindan master is here, he may not be able to do this.

All the cultivators present were not ordinary people, and Lu Chen could see with just this one hand that people could see that this person must be a powerful person with the method of refining weapons.

"Refiner?"

The red-shirted monk exclaimed again, already retreating from his form.

The fat monk was equally shocked and retreated, and the two of them looked at each other, and they didn't even think about it, and swept away into the distance.

Lu Chen had already expected it, and with a sneer, he raised his hand, and a small tower of red flames flew out of his palm, and in the blink of an eye, the heads of the red-shirted and gray-robed monks who were fleeing became larger, and finally under the horrified gaze of thousands of royal forest soldiers, the two of them were covered in the tower.

"Peng~"