Emperor of Taikoo

"Boy, sneaky trailing us, what's the purpose?"

Seeing the scene where Lu Chen spiked the top-grade ghost, the Xuanjia man who first rushed to kill, frowned, his body jumping, blocking Lu Chen's retreat, and shouted coldly.

Lu Chen spread his hands and said, "If I said that I passed this place by accident, do you believe it?"

"Believe you a ghost!" The old man was bald, and he was already killing Lu Chensheng. Of course, this situation was unwilling to let go of the latter.

"Oh, so, what do you want?"

Lu Chen embraced his chest with his arms and smiled at the corners of his mouth, a look of fearlessness.

To be honest, he really didn't pay attention to the black man in front of him and the bald old man.

"Hey, tie your hands and feet, follow us, or die!" the bald old man said indignantly.

Lu Chen said coldly: "Is it worth talking about it?"

"What nonsense is he talking to him?

Along with this rumbling sound, an extremely tyrannical momentum suddenly sprang out from the body of the Xuanjia man, and the clothes were hunting. The air around them was shocked, the earth was overwhelmed, and the click sounded and emerged. A series of fine cracks.

"Black tiger sword!"

At the next moment, Yuan Li seemed to be dragged around and gathered together frantically. At the same time, he saw a roar in his body, and the pale red Yuan Li was instilled into the big sword, turning into a ten-hundred-footed tiger shadow, landing hard. Dust cut.

The Xuanjia man didn't keep his hands.

"Xuan Xie Intermediate Martial Arts?"

Lu Chen tilted his head slightly, looking at the knife slashing toward him, but there was a dignified flash on his indifferent face.

With the practice of the Xuanjia men's half-step mixed-element realm, coupled with Xuan-level intermediate-level martial arts, it is enough to suppress or defeat the ordinary half-step mixed-element strongman.

With dignity returning to dignity, Lu Chen does not have a hint of cowardice. Although he is currently only breaking the sixfold, he is not a problem when he uses the crazy skills and the five-element swordsmanship.

"boom!"

Lu Chen had a back spine, and the whole person was like a sword, like a gun, and seemed to pierce the sky. The long body exuded a strong breath, and took a step forward. The void trembled, and a small wave waved from the foot. Swept out.

"Zheng!"

The blood blade was in his hand, and he waved forward violently, and a sharp and sharp sword gas shot out..

The air was easily cut like thin paper.

"Click!"

Wherever he passed, the earth cracked like a canyon.

In the blink of an eye, this shocking sword spirit collided with the fierce tiger shadow coming from the rush.

"laugh!"

There was a loud noise, and the brave tiger shadow under this sword, did not even persevere, directly collapsed and disintegrated, reducing two-thirds of the sword gas and cutting it off. Try to leave a sword mark on the ground that reaches a depth of more than ten meters. The sword mark extends to the foot of Xuanjia's man's foot before stopping.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, whether it was a group of martial artists who arrived late, or a bald old man, and a Xuanjia man, they were all shocked. Obviously, they did not expect to have only six yuan of land dust. Actually cut such a tyrannical sword..

The bald old man's eyelids jumped. At this moment, his face couldn't help but change. Looking at the long figure, a chill that lingered in his heart rose uncontrollably in his heart..

There was a dignity in the eyes of Xuanjia men.

"At the moment the enemy is here, everyone will shoot together!" The bald old man also instantly recovered his eyes, his eyes fierce, staring at the warriors who followed him, and ordered coldly.

A group of martial artists, about 20 or 30 people, after seeing Lu Chen's horrible sword, they were already afraid and did not dare to step forward.

"on!"

The bald old man's eyes burst into cold eyes, staring at a round-faced warrior who was far away from him.

"kill!"

The body of the round-faced warrior shuddered, forced by the momentum of the bald old man, and immediately gnawed his teeth and pulled his knife towards the landing dust, and he moved, and the rest of them followed.

For a time, Daoguang Jianying, full of energy.

"court death!"

Lu Chen held the palm of his hand, the blood blade was in the air, a bright sword gas cut through the space, and with a puff, he cut off the head of a warrior with seven heavy weights, and the head was thrown high, and the blood in the neck was like water. Out.

Lu Chen received the sword and waved it again, the sword gas flew out, cut off a large knife and split the person behind him in half.

At this time, the other people's attacks also came. Lu Chen walked around to avoid the intensive attack, and then returned to the block, slamming an arrow from the sneak attack. At the same time, he stepped out and cheated Standing in front of a Wuyuan Wuzhong warrior, he lifted his left palm and pointed it out.

A poof, the index finger relentlessly penetrated the eyebrow of the Po Yuan Wuzhong Warrior, followed by the eruption of the finger, and immediately the man's head exploded, white and red splashed all over the place

At the same time, the bow string vibrated, the sound of breaking the sky sounded, and a cold arrow hit Lu Chen's heart.

"court death!"

Lu Chen's foot pressed down, and the figure twitched sharply. The blood blade in his hand was chopped off with a sharp sword. He struck the flying arrow, and with a click, the arrow broke off, and then the sword Unstoppable, he crossed the void and cut a graceful woman with a big bow from the waist in two sections, and died on the spot.

Between the rabbit and the falcon, Lu Chen slashed several people in a row, and with his bloody means, it instantly shocked everyone.

The rest of them shivered and dared not step forward, looking at Lu Chen's eyes full of fear.

The black armored man and the bald old man were also dignified at the moment, and there was a rare fear in their hearts.

"Boy, we are the people of the Northwest King's Mansion." The Xuanjia man groaned for a moment and stepped out, trying to deter Lu Chen with his identity.

Lu Chen heard the news, and immediately raised his brow. The northwest king's palace in the mouth of Xuan Jia's man naturally referred to the ruling power of this land.

The Qiyue Dynasty had a vast territory. To strengthen the rule of the locality, the Qiyue Dynasty's royal family divided eight kings to guard their borders, while the Northwestern King was the master of tens of thousands of miles in the broken soul valley.

The Xuanjia man's remarks, not only Lu Chen, but also the other martial arts were astonished. After a while, the breath of tense death was diluted a lot.

Lu Chen's eyes narrowed and he stroked his chin with one hand, speechless for a moment.

This scene fell into the eyes of the bald old man and thought Lu Chen was afraid and was shocked by their identity. This is not the first time he has encountered such a thing. In this northwest place, as long as they declare their identity, even Hundred Yuan Powerful should also give them three points for courtesy.

"Boy, I know I'm scared now, hey, it's too late, but as long as you kneel and apologize, and you are proud, I might spare you a life."

The bald old man said more and more excited, and finally, he laughed unscrupulously.

The Xuanjia man's brows were slightly frowned, but he didn't say anything to stop him. His thoughts were the same as those of the bald old man. In this northwestern land, no matter how bright or secretly, no one dared to fight against the people of the northwestern palace.

"Done talking?"

After the bald old man's voice subsided, Lu Chen slowly raised his head, and a pair of dark eyes stared at the former, his mouth raised, and said.

"Finished!" The bald old man was frightened by Lu Chen's eyes and replied subconsciously.

"When finished, let's go on the road!"