Emperor of Taikoo

"Nine Hall Master, hurry, kill him! I want him to die" Han Li stood up with the help of the white-haired old man, his face snarled and roared with exhaustion.

The resentful look seemed to swallow Lu Chensheng away.

The old man with white hair hesitated and continued to ask in a deep voice, "I'll ask again, who are you down to?"

"Yi Jie civilians!" Lu Chen shrugged and said casually.

"Since you don't say it, go die!" The white-haired old man was furious, thinking that Lu Chen was playing with him. Immediately, with a big wave of his hand, the dozens of big men pulled out their swords and rushed towards the landing dust. Here.

The sword buzzed, the fists and legs roared, and immediately shrouded Lu Chen.

Leng Leng glanced at the crowd who rushed up, Lu Chen's expression was indifferent, a little ground under his feet, the figure flickered, erratic, and easily escaped a crowd of attacks.

"Qiao!"

At the same time, with his right hand, a fine iron sword appeared in his hand.

Yuanli is running, the long sword is buzzing, and with the blessing of vitality, it becomes extremely bright, and then lightly glances forward, the sword gas whizzes out, turning into a very sharp sword silk, such as the sky full of silver needles In general, all around.

"Puff puff"

In an instant, the sky was full of blood mist, and the howling sounds were undulating with each other. A dozen figures came and went faster and faster, flying like a scattered flower, and flew towards the surroundings, hitting the ground heavily and raising a series of smoke.

The audience around looked at each other, looking at the people who were in pain and howling. The look was full of shock.Then there was a burst of noise, and there was a whisper of discussion in twos and threes.

"Her son, to death!"

The white-haired old man saw that his hands were wiped out by Lu Chen, and his face immediately became extremely gloomy. With a roar, he strode across and blasted towards the landing dust.

At the same time, the right hand was gripped fiercely, and the fiery red elemental force surged out, blending into the fist, and the fierce straight shot burst out.

"Quenching Fist!"

Quenching fist, lower-level martial skills!

"boom!"

Passing the fist, the heat was rampant, the surrounding air was burned and collapsed, and the air was roaring, forming a funnel-shaped vortex!

The people watching around, only felt a hot, hot, constantly back and then back.

"Is this the quenching punch of the Blood Wolf Gang? Too strong!"

"I feel like I'm in a stove, and my whole body is burning!"

"Blood Wolf Gang deserves to be the largest gang in the wealthy city, with such martial arts skills"

"This boy is going to be unlucky, eh! It's a pity"

The discussion of the people around me did not affect Lu Chen at all. He stood still and stared at the old man with white hair. He only smiled coldly until the latter’s fist was three feet away from the body, and his left palm clenched into a fist. The fist greeted him.

The force of the fist surged out of the fist, dragging out a vacuum track, with unmatched great strength, and the white-haired old man was directly shaken together.

"Boom!"

The two fists intersect, listening to the bang, Lu Chen directly disperses the opponent's fist, and then he rushes forward like an arrow from the string.

The left hand squeezed the palm into a fist, punching the old man with white hair.

Lu Chen's speed was too fast, and the white-haired old man couldn't dodge it at all, so he could only watch the punch fall on his chest.

"puff!"

The white-haired old man only felt a strong force coming from his chest, violent and fierce, a throat in the field, a spit of red blood spit out, and then the whole body flew out like a shell.

"Boom!" Another loud noise came.

The old man in white crashed into a wall, the bricks fell, and buried them alive, unknown life and death.

The people present were shocked, and they seemed to be breathing heavily.

The blood wolf gang nine masters, master of Ningyuan Liuzhong, is not even the enemy of a blow from the teenager in front of him. Doesn't it mean that this person's cultivation base is at least Ningyuan Liuzhong.

Inhale!

As soon as this idea came out, everyone present took a breath. It was incredible. At this age, there is such a cultivation, not to mention a rare demon in a hundred years. At least Jufu City has no such genius. .

Lu Chen withdrew his fists and glanced at the crowd, naturally seeing the shock in their eyes.

He smiled. Just a punch, he just used 30% of his strength. If he tried his best, the white-haired old man might not even have scum left now!

"Huh? Want to escape, have you asked me?"

Lu Chen's body flashed and disappeared in place. The next moment appeared several tens of meters away. Then he grabbed his hand and lifted Han Li who wanted to sneak away.

"Boy, let me go down, what do you want to do? Tell you, I am the blood wolf gang master, kill me, my father will not let you go." Han Li thought Lu Chen was going to kill him, and he was trembling with fear. His face was pale and his voice was trembling faintly.

Lu Chen was disdainful and said, "Kill you? I'm still afraid of dirty my hands!"

Hearing that Lu Chen had no intention of killing him, Han Li felt angry, and his voice could not help but grow louder.

"boom!"

Before his words fell, Lu Chen was forced to throw it with one arm and threw it to the ground.

What is the power of Lu Chen? After this fall, Han Li suddenly broke his bones

Glancing coldly at Han Li on the ground, Lu Chen clapped his hands and turned away in awe.

"It turned me into a serious injury, I will never let you go, I want to kill all your family, all the people who are involved with you will kill all of them."

A grudging voice roared from Han Li's mouth.

However, at this moment Lu Chen has gone far and has not heard.

To teach Han Li, for Lu Chen, it's just a trivial matter, and soon it was left behind.

Chengdong, Fenghua Restaurant, second floor, A-shaped private room!

Lu Chen ordered a table of dishes, eating with relish!

"Well, this dish is good. It actually uses second-order monsters and human-level elixir as ingredients. It is full of energy in one bite, but this table dish can withstand several days of hard work."

Lu Chen picked up a dish cooked with blood tiger meat, the entrance, chewed carefully, with the meat flavor unique to tiger meat in the light fragrance

The warrior had a large meal, and soon, Lu Chen swept the food on the table.

At this moment, an angry voice came from outside the box, "What! The box is full, what kind of joke, are you deliberately deceiving my disciples at Excalibur?"

"This son, I'm so sorry."

The owner of the hotel was a man with forty belly and big bowels. Hearing the word "Sword of the Sword", Shushuo's face trembled fiercely, and then lowered his head to the blue man next to him, sincerely and terrified.

"I don't care about this, I will give you half a tea time. Otherwise, don't blame me for tearing it down!"

The blue boy was very arrogant, and his right hand was already resting on the hilt during the conversation.In a rage, the posture of a large restaurant!

Next to the blue-clothed boy, there was a beautiful young girl. At this time, the girl looked calm and turned a blind eye to the pleading eyes cast by the hotel owner.

In the lobby on the first floor, the diners all around looked at it, and some people's eyes even shone fiercely.

I’ve seen a madman, but I’ve never seen a restaurant like a blue-clothed boy.

The arrogant gesture undoubtedly disliked some drinkers.

However, when they saw the three-inch small sword embroidered on the chest of the blue boy, their faces suddenly changed.

"Inner disciple of Excalibur Villa!" Some of the diners exclaimed!

As soon as this remark came out, the slightly noisy lobby on the first floor suddenly became silent!

Shenjian Mountain Villa, the Second Grade Sect, is stronger than Zhao Family, the royal family of the Great Song Kingdom.The identity of the inner disciple of Shenjian Mountain Villa is more prominent than some ordinary one-city masters!

"Crunch!"

At this time, the door of a private room opened and walked out of a middle-aged man in Jinfu.

"If the son does not dislike it, Chen will give the box to the son." Jinfu middle-aged, smiled flatteringly at the blue-clothed boy.

"Humph! No need." To everyone's surprise, the blue-clothed boy refused, and then strode to the closest box to him. "I'll take this one!"

During the talk, he pushed the door directly in, "Boy, get out, I want this box!"