Emperor of Taikoo

As soon as he entered the secret room, he saw three Hundred-Yuan Five-Strength Powermen and joined forces to round up a gray-robed old man.

The old man in grey robe is a real seven-layered strongman of Hunyuan. Under the powerful siege of the three, he seems to be at ease, and once shot, the power is amazing. The three are completely suppressed in an instant.

Lu Chen's sudden entry stopped the fight for a moment, but when Lu Chen only had the double cultivation of Hunyuan, a glance of contempt flashed in the eyes of the old man in the gray robe, withdrawing his gaze and continuing to launch a fierce attack on the three.

Obviously, Lu Chen, the double-layer of Hunyuan, was not put in his eyes.

Between the fifth and seventh levels of Hunyuan, such as the next day, even if three people join forces, it is far from the opponent of the old gray robe.

The three men barely resisted the interest, and they were caught in a gap by the old gray robe, killing one with a palm.After that, two more moves were made, and the remaining two also fell here.

"Uh!"

At the same time as the last person fell, Lu Chen, who was watching the battle, flashed his eyes and immediately stepped out. He was completely ignored by him at a distance of 20 meters, and appeared behind the old gray robe instantly. Pop out.

The old man in gray robe sneered and reacted at the same moment, only to see him wrap around under his feet, and then hit with a punch!

"boom!"

The fists collided together without fancy. Suddenly, the two powerful and terrifying forces collided like a tsunami. This collision made the secret room tremble and the earth tremble!

"Uh"

The two figures trembled at the same time, and retreated to the back. The hard ground made a sneering noise when the feet of the two fell, leaving a deep footprint.

Lu Chen's soles pressed hard, his legs snorted, and he directly inserted into the ground, before he stabilized his body, and the old man in gray robe stepped back and forth, and finally avoided the inevitable, with a bang, he hit the wall hard.

"Everyone who is a dumb boy, can actually deliver such a terrifying blow, it seems that you have a lot of secrets!"

The old man in gray robe shocked and walked out of the deep wall, looking at Lu Chen's eyes, with a little greed.

Lu Chen heard that, but sneered.

As soon as the sole of the foot stepped on the ground, an air mark visible to the naked eye spread from the sole of the foot. At the next moment, his body flashed into a stream of light and shot toward the old man in gray robe.

In the burst shot, the fingertip swiped gently on the storage ring, and Dou Yunjian was held in his hand. The long sword was shocked. Without hesitation, he used the five-element sword and the gold sword, facing the gray robe. The old man severely cut the past.

"Huh? A strong sword is enough to threaten the Hundred Seven Powerful!"

The old pupil of the gray robe shrank, and he didn't dare to carelessly. His five fingers clenched into a fist, and a punch burst out.

"Bang"

Yuan Li screamed out, forming a strong punch on the punch, under this punch, the air was easily broken and fragmented.

Jianmang and Fistman blasted together in mid-air, only heard a loud noise, a terrible storm gathered from the engagement center, and then madly ran out from the side of the two, on the hard ground, stay The next fierce crack.

"Boom!"

Another loud noise spread in the back room.

Lu Chen took a step back, quickly stabilized his body, and left protruding out. With a strong blow, he suddenly pointed out.

"Poison finger!"

The dark light quickly condensed at the fingertips, exuding a gloomy breath.

"Humph!"

Looking at the dark fingers, the old man in the gray robe was cold and snorted. Five fingers clenched into a fist. The force on the fist surged, exuding a great breath.

At the next moment, he stepped out one step, his arm shuddered, and banged violently, only to see his fists whizzing out, carrying strong power, and shrouded the landing dust.

"Broken Demon Fist!"

With the voice of the old gray robe falling, the punch was already running through the void and hitting together with the poison finger.

"clang!"

Poison finger intersects with the fist, as if the symphony of gold and iron sympathizes with a dazzling spark.

"roll!"

Seeing that a blow was blocked, Yuan Chen surged out of Lu Chen's body.

Clang.

Bie Yunjian hummed.

The next moment, a fierce sword light cut across!

"Oh!"

Blazing sword light is extremely fast, the old man in gray robe has just stabilized his body, sword light has cut through the air, approaching infinitely.

"what!"

This scene fell into the eyes of the old gray robe, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly, too late to think, and quickly raised his fist to meet.

With a loud bang, Jianguang broke out completely, and the fist fell directly, leaving a very deep scar on the old man in the gray robe.

"ended!"

With a good blow, Lu Chen rose to the ground, exuding Shenmang's fist, falling down like a meteor.

The terrifying punches tear the air directly.

The old man in gray robe looked pale and tried his best to resist. With a loud bang, a great wave-like force continued to slap.

The old man in gray robe staggered back, his face pale again,

"Take me another punch."

Lu Chen's left palm was printed into a fist, and he made eight steps to collapse the fist, and burst out.

"Boom!"

Above the fist, exuded the Zhan Zhanmang, like a sledgehammer, straight on the chest of the old gray robe.

This punch is very powerful, and directly spit blood from the latter's mouth, and the whole person fell like a meteor and fell to the ground.

At the same time, a sen cold sword light blasted out, and instantly appeared in front of the old gray robe, flashing under his frightened eyes.

"puff!"

This is the sound of the sharp blade cutting the flesh, and then, with a thump, a head rolled down and rolled a few meters on the ground.A burst of hot blood spattered out.

"call"

He gasped heavily, put away Bie Yunjian, and quickly cleaned the battlefield. Then, his body flickered and swept out of the chamber.

A battle with the old man in gray robe wasted some time, and now most of the strong have gradually pulled away from him.

After leaving the chamber, the speed of land dust increased sharply and swept towards the depths of the passage.

"Uh!"

With full exertion, Lu Chen's speed is absolutely no better than that of the Hundred Seventh Powerful. For a thousand kilometers, the air can only faintly capture a residual image.

After running for a while at high speed, after turning around a corner, Lu Chen's vision suddenly became wider.

A rather spacious hall appeared in front of us, and at the moment the entrance to the hall was gathering twenty or thirty people.

In the hall, there are thousands of puppets and several broken bodies.

"Puppet array?"

Seeing the puppets in the hall, Lu Chen couldn't help but think of Yuan Chenzong's inner door assessment, one of which was to break into the puppet array.

However, the puppet array of Yuan Chenzong is obviously not comparable to the one in front of him.

As Lu Chen looked at the puppet array, the crowd began to whisper.

"The Hundred Six Powerhouses are all torn apart in an instant. How can this be broken?"

"Yeah, even the Hundred Seven Strongmen entered, but only barely supported the three interest, they were wounded and withdrew."

"The strength of these puppets is equivalent to Hundred Yuan's fourfold. Nowadays thousands of obstacles block the way. I'm afraid even if the Hundred Eightfold strongman wants to pass through, it will not be easy."