Chapter 822: Qiliang Mountain (1)

Thick blood sprinkled like rain on the ground, adding a strange blood red to the ground.

The blood mist in the air was still blooming strangely like a blood lotus, reflecting one of the majestic figures with a murderous aura on its body.

The figures of all the masters were invariably stagnant in mid-air, and they stopped moving forward, and then looked at Lu Chen, who was frowning angrily in front of them, and the chill in his heart reached an irrepressible point in an instant.

Everyone watched as Li Xingkong, who was still intact just now, fell straight to the ground, his head had been shattered from the inside out by the force of Lu Chen's palm, and blood was gurgling out at the root of his neck.

Kill the enemy with one move, and he is still a master in the early stage of Jindan. Lu Chen's strength seemed to have deeply shocked everyone present.

"How is it possible? Kill the Jindan master in the late stage of Zhuji?"

The eyes of the masters were full of disbelief, and the momentum they had just mentioned immediately dissipated.

Li Xingkong is a Jindan master who is not weak within 10,000 miles, and he is a perfect cultivator of soul refining techniques, even in the Xizhou cultivation world, he is also famous. But he and Lu Chen were killed with just one move, and it was obvious that Lu Chen's methods were not as unbearable as they appeared.

There were dozens of Jindan masters present, all of them were in the early stage, and there were no overly powerful means, and no one dared to approach Lu Chen's side rashly.

Fang Zixin was also dumbfounded, her big mouth was enough to stuff a duck egg, in her eyes, Lu Chen's strength was already comparable to that of a second-rate sect leader. Why would such a person be willing to submit to the subordinates of the officials?

The scene suddenly became quiet, and the momentum wrapped in Lu Chen's body faintly made people feel anxious, and at this moment, everyone realized that there was a faint hot energy that made people palpitate in the breath of Lu Chen.

The masters looked at each other, not knowing whether to make a move, or to wait and see.

A cunning look flashed in the eyes of the blue-robed old man, he knew that he must be no match for Lu Chen with the strength of one person, and secretly hated that he had obtained too little information, and after thinking about it, he suddenly shouted: "Don't be intimidated by him, no matter how powerful this kid is, there is only one person, and that girl must have obtained all the treasures in it when she came out of the Blood Evil Palace." Let's go up together~"

Everyone was awakened by the shouts of the blue-robed old man, and his greedy nature instantly suppressed his fear, and more than a dozen monks roared and pulled out all kinds of natal weapons and rushed towards Lu Chen.

The blue-robed old man sneered, he was the initiator of the matter, but he didn't do it immediately.

"Kill, old man, wait for you to be exhausted, and see how long you can still be majestic. ”

Lu Chen and the three of them were already besieged, and when they broke through to the west side, they were stopped by several sword lights, and the road was blocked for a while, and they couldn't help but be angry.

"Looking for death~"

Far from frightening Lu Chen, the monks' high-pitched roars were like a fuse, igniting all the anger that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.