Emperor of Taikoo

Under the spotlight, the three days arrived as scheduled.

When the sun that broke through the bondage rose to high altitude.Yuan Chenzong, outside the mountain gate, a figure came from the sky.

A year later, once again boarding Yuanchenzong, an incomprehensible complex mood came to mind.

Lu Chen stopped and looked directly at the majestic mountain gate at the end of his sight.

In front of the mountain gate, there were thousands of Yuanchen Zongqiang strongmen waiting for a long time. There were thousands of outside disciples, followed by inner disciples. There were several core disciples and elders in the crowd.

At the foot of the mountain, Luo Ze was endless.These people, some of whom were scattered, some sectarians and senior officials, came to watch the battle after hearing the news.

"Traitor, you colluded with the Demon Sect, slaughtered the disciples of the Great Sect, and your hands were stained with blood, what other face do you have to set foot on the Yuanchen Sect?"Three days ago, his brother was beheaded by Lu Chen, so he hated the latter!

Indifferent glance at the person who spoke, Lu Chen said nothing, slowly approaching Yuan Chenzong under the gaze of thousands of eyes.

"The irrelevant people, leave quickly!"

After a certain distance, Lu Chen opened his mouth and said lightly.

The plain and simple words seem to contain a strange power, slowly drifting out and spreading to everyone's ears in the tens of miles.

In a word, let the strong men who came under the mountain gradually stagnate, and for a time, hesitated.

"I give you three days to leave Yuanchenzong. After the three days have passed, have you stayed, have you made up your mind to coexist with Yuanchenzong?"

Lu Chen raised his head and stared at the disciples in front of the mountain gate. Most of these people were innocent. He didn't want or wanted to involve them.

Once the battle starts, it is endless, unless one side is completely destroyed, and these internal and external disciples, undoubtedly low-level cannon fodder, will suffer heavy losses, and even the entire army will be wiped out.

Hearing Lu Chen's heartfelt admonishment, Yuan Chenzong's thousands of disciples, as if hearing the big joke, laughed together and cast a mocking gaze on Lu Chen.

Several more disciples who arrogantly arrogantly rushed to the landing dust storm.

"The rebellious man is really arrogant, let me die!"

"I want to destroy Yuan Yuanzong alone, you are the first in thousands of years."

"Lu Chen, a year ago, I didn't have the chance to fight you, and a year later, three strokes to take your first rank!"

At the same time, the three of them snorted. When they came up, they made a killing move. They sacrificed their weapons to fight, and they wanted to kill with a single blow.

Lu Chen kept walking, but the last trace of hesitation on his face disappeared completely because of the appearance of the three.

Facing the attack of the three people, Lu Chen didn't care. The sleeve robe waved, and suddenly a tyrannical force swept out like a whirlwind. The sound of "click" came out, and all the weapons shot by the three people shattered and fell. Ground.

And the three of them, like being hit hard, spouted blood violently and flew out, like a meteorite, hitting the ground fiercely, broken bones and tendons, and stone chips splashing, blood spewed out with visceral fragments.

With a light wave, the three outstanding inner disciples all fell!

Lu Chen's expression was still indifferent, carelessly dusting off the sleeves, like that, it was like shooting three flies casually, easily.

Thousands of disciples of Yuan Chenzong were shocked and couldn't believe it.

"You killed Brother Yuanhao!" a female disciple shouted.

The core disciples have extraordinary vision, and at a glance, Lu Chen’s strength is unfathomable. He exclaimed: "A stroke that kills three inner disciples. This kind of strength may be comparable to that of Brother Mu Qingtian. Can unite Fang's home in Yunshan City, leaving the four elders and others."

"How strong is it? When he betrayed Zongmen and colluded with Mozong, he was doomed. Now he will show up boldly and be sure to die."

Some disciples couldn't stand Lu Chen and sneered.

"It's a pity." Song Ping looked at Lu Chen and shook his head in regret. He used to compete with Lu Chen in the internal ranking game. Although he lost, he still didn't want to see Lu Chen die for no reason.

In the distance, the scattered repairs that came to watch the battle, and the high-level leaders of the major sects, all shook their heads. Obviously, they also believed that Lu Chen could not walk out of Yuanchen Sect alive.

As if he didn't realize that everyone was not optimistic, Lu Chen still took care of herself, step by step, and walked forward calmly and rhythmically.

"My words are still valid, and I am willing to leave now, I will not block them." At the same time, a voice with warnings came out from Lu Chen's mouth.

"Humph! When he was about to die, he still dared to utter his words. Was it just because Yuan Chenzong ruled you without anyone?

When a cold drink sounded and fell, I saw a thin figure rushing out like a monkey in the crowd, looming and flashing, and attacked Lu Chen.

"Brother Ishihara, haha, how can Lu Chen resist it?"

"Brother Ishihara is a new core disciple, but his strength is so strong that even some elders are ashamed."

Yuan Chenzong's party burst into an excited cry.

"ten"

Lu Chen did not look at Ishihara, counting himself, "Nine".

When the "nine" word fell, the remnants of Ishihara turned into a deceit, and a cold awn cut through the void and stabbed hard at the landing dust throat.

Lu Chen didn't hide or hide, and looked directly at Ishihara's eyes, "Core disciple? That day, the battle of the Lu family in Jiangcheng was destroyed, did you participate?"

"How about participating?"

Ishihara showed no signs of weakness, and met Lu Chen's gaze. "After all, the Lu family is really weak. Hundreds of people have no decent opponent."

During speaking.

"clang!"

The dagger created by Han Jin, with unobstructed thorns in Lu Chen's throat, was actually bursting with a symphony of gold and iron, making it difficult to get in the slightest, let alone hurt Lu Chen.

Taking Lu Chen's current practice as a stand, standing there and letting the enemy attack, let alone the small warrior who broke the Yuan Realm, is the Hundred Yuan Realm, or even the Half-Step Vientiane Realm, holding the Divine Soldier, it is difficult to hurt.

When the sparks splattered, "click!" The dagger made by Han Jin broke off and broke into two pieces.

Ishihara was shocked!

Yuan Chenzong's disciples were shocked!

Everyone watching was equally shocked!

"Uh!"

Ishihara quickly recovered, his face changed one after another, and then his teeth bite and he retreated unwillingly.

He is fast, but someone is faster than him!

I saw Lu Chen's right hand, a sharp blade appeared between the index finger and the middle finger, exactly the sharp blade of the ice dagger shattered by Lu Chen.

As the wrist shook, the sharp blade flew out in response, because the speed was so fast that it rubbed against the air and burst into a low roar.

The retreating Ishihara shook his heart, trying to avoid it, but it was too late, and only felt a cold flash of light in the iris.

Next instant.

A sore throat

Poof!

The deep voice of the sharp blade cutting the flesh sounded clearly in the ear.

The hot blood spattered out.

Ishihara covered his neck with both hands, and fell down with a loud, unwilling sound.