Emperor of Taikoo

Under the candlelight, Lu Chen sat quietly on the bed and stepped on the bed.

After a long while, the closed eyes slowly opened, and then a sigh of breath spit out of his mouth.

"It's still too weak!"

Lu Chen squeezed his fist, and when he recalled the restaurant, his brow furrowed slightly.

From today's incident, he has already felt the crisis. I am afraid that it will not take long for the Lu family to tear his face and shoot at him for the so-called "sword soldier fragments".

Next time, the people who come will not be as easy to deal with as Lu Tiancheng.

Therefore, he desperately needs strength.

The only way to make Lu Chen quickly improve his strength is to collect a large number of mysterious fragments similar to those found on the same day.

As long as there are mysterious debris to provide the Sky Axe with the spirit to devour, he will be able to get a lot of benefits from it, and it will not be difficult to repair for a short time!

However, how can the mysterious fragments be obtained so easily?

Thinking of this, Lu Chen couldn't help feeling a headache!

"Boom Boom Boom"

Just then, there was a slight knock on the door.

"Master, are you asleep?" Uncle Mo's dry voice came from outside the door.

"It's so late, what can Uncle Mo find me do?"

Although there were doubts in his heart, Lu Chen still responded as soon as possible, saying: "Uncle Mo, wait a minute."

He jumped off the bed and walked quickly to the door, creaking, and opened the door.

"Uncle Mo, please come in." He leaned over and invited Uncle Mo into the house.

At the same time, Lu Chen's body stiffened undetectably, and then, he seemed to think of something, his eyes closed, and a ray of fine light flashed away.

Taking a deep breath, with the faint candlelight, Lu Chen clearly saw that Uncle Mo held a dark iron box in his hand.

Uncle Mo didn't find Lu Chen's abnormal shape. He looked straight and looked at Lu Chen, his expression unprecedentedly serious.

Seeing Lu Chen, his expression was tight.

Uncle Mo caressed the dark box gently and said softly, "This was handed over to me before the old man left. The young master is now 16 years old. It's time for you to leave this thing."

Lu Chen was curious, but did not say anything.

Uncle Mo gasped and continued: "The thing in the iron box is a piece of magical soldier."

"The Divine Soldier Fragment" fell into Lu Chen's ears, making him frown slightly, but he concealed it well, did not show the slightest abnormality, and still listened in a vertical ear.

"The god soldiers are born of heaven and earth, and each piece of god soldiers has different powers."

"Mysterious soldiers are mysterious and powerful, and possess the terror destructive power to destroy the world"

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After a long time, the old voice slowly closed.

Lu Chen was shocked, and only then did he understand the reason why the Lu family was so attached to the fragments of the Divine Soldier.

Divine soldiers, wonders of the world, have the power to destroy the world, but they will still be destroyed when they encounter more powerful forces.

This is where the Divine Soldier Fragment comes from.

Although the power of the Divine Soldier can't be compared with that of the Complete Divine Soldier, it still has the power not to be underestimated.

As long as the warrior obtains a piece, even if it is a nail-sized piece of magical soldier, his strength can surge, and the challenge of leapfrogging is not a problem.

The three major families in Jiangcheng lived in one city, united with each other and restricted each other.

It is not difficult to imagine that if Lu Hong's master Lu Hong obtains a piece of magical soldier, the three-legged situation will be broken overnight, and the Lu family will easily dominate the Jiangcheng.

After a long silence, Lu Chen exhaled slowly, but turned his head, only to find that Uncle Mo didn't know when he had left.

"Crunch!" The tin box was slowly opened by him.

After Lu Chen saw the contents in the box, a small smile was drawn from the corner of his mouth.

The object in the box is a bronze fragment the size of a baby's palm. The mysterious pattern carved on the surface gives a complex and profound mystery.

In the last experience, Lu Chen knew that as long as Kaitian axe weapon spirit devoured this piece of magical soldier, he would get unimaginable benefits.

Licking his dry lips, Lu Chen's eyes glowed with greed.

At this time, in his eyes, the Divine Soldier Fragment had become a peerless elixir.

What powerful terror destructive power?What family is prosperous?

These are all left behind by him, now what he thinks, just want to swallow the sky soldier axe in front of him, so as to obtain feedback energy.

As long as there is a chance to enhance his strength, he will not miss it.

It is obviously the most direct and effective way to devour the Divine Soldier Fragment by the Sky Axe.

At this moment, Lu Chen also thought of leaving the Divine Soldier fragments for his own use, but he was rejected as soon as the idea came into being.

In his view, the use of magic soldiers is ultimately only external force, and only its own strength is the last word.

And there is another point, with the practice of Lu Chen refining the physical environment, it is not realistic to want to exert the power of Divine Soldier fragments.

Thinking so, Lu Chen did not hesitate, reached out his hand, and grabbed the fragments of the Divine Soldier in the palm of his hand.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the thoughts moved, a divine light flashed in his hands, followed by a majestic energy like the Yangtze River flowing through the body, washing every inch of veins

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Jiangcheng, Houshan.

On a black giant rock, a boy in black sat cross-legged, and after a while, the boy slowly opened his eyes.

"Three days later, I finally reached the eighth peak of physical training!"

As the words fell, Lu Chen's eyes flooded with excitement. He clenched his fists and excitedly said: "If there are enough fragments of the militia, my cultivation will definitely reach a terrible point!"

Thinking of the speed of rapid progress, Lu Chen couldn't help but make a fist.

But immediately, Lu Chen's face collapsed. These days, he has traveled all the major shops, stalls, weapon shops, antique shops in Jiangcheng

Regrettably, there are no more fragments of Divine Soldiers. It is conceivable that the fragments of Divine Soldiers are precious.

It's not easy to get it.

Lu Chen shrugged and looked up at the sky. "It's not too early, it's time to go back."

In the small courtyard.

Uncle Mo was covered in blood and fell to the ground.

"Old man, if you don't want to die, hurry up and tell Lu Chen's whereabouts."

Lu Wu waved a bloody long whip in his hand and smiled cruelly, "My patience is limited!"

He said that with a ruthless look, it was a whip.

Only with a crackling sound, the clothes were torn, and Mo Shu's old body was drawn relentlessly by the iron whip, and the blood splattered.

In the small courtyard, the other three sneered in the corners of their mouths, looking down at Uncle Mo, the look was cold.

"If you dare to move the young master, you will definitely be retaliated, and the old man will definitely not let you go when he comes back." Uncle Mo looked painful, he vomited blood and said intermittently.

Lu Hu's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but recall the figure of Wei An who was six years ago. With one person, the suppression of the two Tang and Chen family surrenders pushed the Lu family to the throne of Jiangcheng's first family in one fell swoop.

At that time, the Lu family's prestige, even the city's main palace, also evaded three points.

At that time, Lu family, there is that person's scenery!

Land Rover slammed into a sudden shock, and turned to face, immediately with a terrible face, "Old man, that man has disappeared and disappeared for six years, he died long ago"

Seeming to vent his fear, Land Rover raised his whip again.

The iron whip waved, and the whipping air made a slight whistling sound.

One can imagine the power of a whip.If he is really drawn, Uncle Mo will definitely die.

And at the moment of a thousand minutes, only a loud noise was heard, the wooden door exploded, and the wood chips splashed, and a figure jumped in from outside.

As soon as he stepped into the small courtyard, Lu Chen could see the uncle Mo covered with blood on the ground.

"Lu Wu, you are dead!"

Immediately, Lu Chen's eyes were red, and his heart was killing like a magma eruption.

"Boom!"

His foot slammed on the ground, his body shot out, Yuan Li was urged to the extreme by him, his right palm clenched into a fist, and slammed down.

With a hateful blow, no hand was left.

"Hey, your waste is just here, let's die together!"

Seeing Lu Chen appear, Lu Wu froze, then sneered, his wrist flicked, and the whip that had been hitting Uncle Mo was like a spirit snake. He suddenly turned around in the air and changed his direction, pulling away from the landing dust.

"Dead! Waste, kill you, get the fragments of the soldiers, then I will be the hero of the family." Lu Wu roared grimly in his heart.

"I was really stunned by anger. If Lu Chen, the waste, actively handed over the fragments of the soldiers, the family would give him a glorious life, but unfortunately, it will now fall here."

"Hey, isn't it? The family has given him a chance. Anyway, he doesn't cherish it."

"Eh! Pity, pity"

The other three, seeing this scene, were all gloating and ridiculing.

Lu Chen strikes to scrap Lu Yu, who has five weights in refining the body, they know.

However, even so, they still confidently believe that Lu Wu, who has six weights in physical training, holds a sharp whip, and with one whip, it is no problem to smash Lu Chen.