Emperor of Taikoo

The man in purple clothing shuddered violently, and the next moment, he flew straight away, his feet stained the ground, and swept the ground for more than ten meters, before he was stabilized!

"how is this possible?!"

The man in Ziyi raised his head, his face full of suspense. His cultivation base was two small realms higher than Lu Chen's. How could Lu Chen be hurt with a palm?

"Boy, I have to admit that although you are a barbarous person, you are eligible to fight me, but you just have the power to fight."

The man in Ziyi's face was murky, and after a while, a touch of blood at the corner of his mouth stared at the dust, Shen Sheng said.

With that, the man in purple clothes raised his palms, and a red flame rose in his palm, exuding a blazing sensation. From afar, he could feel the burning heat!

"burn!"

The man in purple clothes trembles his palms, and the red flames, like arrows, draw a streamer in the air and burn away the landing dust.

"Just qualified to fight you?"

A touch of sarcasm passed in Lu Chen's eyes. The man in purple clothes could not understand the situation before he died. Sad!

When the voice fell, he quickly ran the elemental force, performed the dragon dragon technique, and the figure drifted, easily avoiding the attack of the man in purple clothes like a stroll in the court.

The man's face changed slightly in a single hit. Immediately, he took a deep breath, and the elemental force in his body whistled out. With a loud clatter, he stepped in front of Lu Chen, clenching his fists, attacking like raindrops, landing The dust poured down.

However, faced with the crazy attack of the men in purple clothes, Lu Chen was like an electric figure, walking like a court, walking away from the attack of the former one by one!

"Boy, would you just be like a mouse, avoiding panic?"

After a long attack and no results, the man's face in Ziyi sank completely. Lu Chen's speed was too weird, which made him fall. He felt a punch on cotton, which was very uncomfortable.

"Hang panic to avoid?" Lu Chen heard this, the indifferent face suddenly showed a smile, but the smile looked like the coldness of Nine Nether, extremely cold.

"Since you want to fight, then fight!"

The voice fell, and Lu Chen's pace also stopped.

Seeing Lu Chen really paused, the man in purple clothes looked happy, and immediately, stepped out, the body of the body was like a flood flooded off the gate, and immediately poured out. Above the right fist, the red force The surging is like a rising sun.

"Dai Sun Dragon Fist!"

With a low drink, a fierce punch, carrying a hot wind, bombarded the landing dust.

"Boy, let's die!" At the same time, a row of groaning from the mountains, came from the mouth of the man in purple clothes!

Lu Chen raised his head and looked at the fiery fist that was approaching, his lips slightly pursed, and the dark pupil suddenly froze.

His right palm shook and ran the "Four Nerves: White Tiger", and immediately, the internal force turned into a stream, which quickly gathered above the palm through the veins, blinking time, and the slender and slender palm was full. The pale gold package, a strong, sharp breath, spread out from above the palm.

"Luo Tianzhang!"

The dazzling palm print screamed out, and was shocked by the attack of the purple man.

At the moment when the fists intersect, a low roar suddenly sounded, and at the next moment, only one hum was heard. The man in purple clothes snorted, and the whole person ran away. On the way back, a ray of red blood came from the corner of his mouth. Overflow, draw a bloodline in the air

"Boom!"

The man in purple clashed hard against a giant tree, and then fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"That's what you said, I can barely fight you?" Lu Chen stared at the man in purple clothes, mocking mercilessly.

"you"

The man in purple clothes wiped the corners of his mouth, and the blood was very red. He was very eye-catching. He slowly raised his head and stared at the dust with a bright eye.

The latter's taunting words, like a sword, were mercilessly cut in his heart and trampled on his arrogance.

As a child of Dazongmen, he had been so humiliated, and the one who trampled on him was still a barbarous person in his eyes.

Gradually, the handsome face was piled up with ugliness, and there was a touch of decisiveness deep in the eyes.

"It's over. Be sure to remember, don't provoke me in the next life!"

Lu Chen said, stepping out and raising his palm, he tried to launch a deadly attack on the man in purple clothes.

But at this moment, his eyes glanced casually, and he sharply caught the touch in the latter's eyes. His brows rose slightly, and the keen nerves who walked the life and death line all year round made him perceive a dangerous breath.

"Barbarians, how can I lose to you?"

The color of madness suddenly appeared on the face of the man in purple, and the next moment, he turned his palm, a scarlet, thumb-sized immortality was taken out by him, and a strong and extreme force fluctuation, since that one Immortal medicine

At the same moment, Lu Chen, twenty steps away, vaguely smelled a strong bloody gas

"what is this"

Lu Chen's face was dignified, and he was convinced that the sense of crisis came from this immortality.

"Bao Yuan Dan, a high-level secret medicine of the territories, swallowed by the warrior, Yuan Li will explode more than three times in an instant." The man in purple clothes stared at the palm medicine, his lips opened, and he said softly, as if he was talking to himself, and responding dust.

More than tripled?!

Lu Chen's cold face finally moved.

The fighting power of the men in purple clothes is infinitely close to the seventh heavy of Vientiane. How terrifying should the power be after serving the tyrant?

Vientiane is eightfold!

When thinking about electricity, these four words appeared in Lu Chen's heart!

"Boy, are you afraid? Hey," the man in purple clothes stood up slowly, seeing Lu Chen's solemn face, and suddenly smiled in revenge.

Before Lu Chen made a counterattack, the man in purple clothes opened his mouth, swallowed it violently, and then did not forget to reveal a row of white teeth to Lu Chen.

"Next, experience the pain of death!"

The voice just fell, and only felt a gust of wind hit, the momentum of the man in purple clothes soared instantly, the violent elemental force was like a flame, writhing around the body, distorting the air.

"This momentum is so strong that it far exceeds the 7th weight of Vientiane!" Lu Chen condensed his eyebrows, and immediately, his face was ruthless.

Next instant.

"Uh!"

Lu Chen stepped out suddenly, his palms raised, and the pale golden element surged upward, condensing a mysterious palm print.

"Luo Tianzhang!"

The stiff palm prints brought a very strong wind, and directly shot at the men in purple clothes.

Let's start with the strength first. After the Ziyi man refines the power of the tyrant Yuandan and completely controls the explosive power, Lu Chen really has no chance of winning.

The palm has not arrived, the wind has arrived, and the strong palm wind will crack the inch of the earth!