Emperor of Taikoo

"Swoosh!"

The sound of wind breaking sounded again, and Lu Chen rushed out, quickly approaching the front of a lucky and undead owner, the sword in his hand thrust forward.

At the same time, a cold voice spit out from Lu Chen's mouth, "You guys, all die!"

The man had just escaped a life from Lu Chen's sword, before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

He wanted to hide, but the speed of Lu Chen's sword was too fast, and it was not a warrior who could break away from the ground.

"puff!"

A sword passed through.

"puff!"

Lu Chen kept moving, and turned back with another sword. The sword light spit out and icyly crossed a man's neck.

"Puff puff……"

For a time, the long sword waved again and again, bringing up blossoms of blood. Several lucky family owners were looted under Lu Chen's hands like wheat.

The people in the distance were stunned by Lu Chen's fierce means. For a time, everyone looked at this quietly, watching a killing feast!

"call!"

The wind blows.

Everyone inside and outside the city was cold, and shivered.

"puff!"

With the blood splattered, only two people remained in the center of the battlefield.

The two are Hong Qianjun, the head of the Hong family, and Ji Haiping, the head of the Ji family.

After seeing Lu Chen's fierce side, Rao is Hong Qianjun, a half-step mixed-environmental strongman, and he is also terrified at the moment.

At the same time of fear, a crazy thought originated from the bottom of his heart, the muscles on his face began to twist, and he growled in a low voice: "Lu Chen, even if I die today, I will pull you on the road."

He crimsoned his eyes, roared, and held it with his right hand. A blood-red long knife appeared in his hand.

At the next moment, the blood knife trembles, and a blood-red gas visible from the naked eye gushing out from Hong Qianjun's body and instilling into the blood knife wildly.

"clank……"

Knife sounded.

With the passage of time, the momentum on the blood knife climbed up, reaching a terrifying point in an instant, while Hong Qianjun was quickly aging with a speed visible to the naked eye.

White happened, the back rickets, just a breath, then changed from forty to seventy or eighty old.

"Blood Slaughter!"

In line with Lu Chen's idea of ​​annihilation, Hong Qianjun's knife is merciless, and at the cost of his life, he cuts a knife far beyond his own cultivation.

The sword gas is like a mountain, the thick sword gas contains infinite power, wherever the air is cut like a stream of water.

Lu Chen's right hand rested on the hilt, looking at the knife, his gaze was calm, and the dark double pupils were like two deep ponds, and the ancient well was without waves.

Being watched by Lu Chen's calm gaze, Hong Qianjun's heart jumped inexplicably, and then he reacted, and his anger was even worse. The only remaining force in his body was like the Yangtze River, which was instilled into the blood knife.

Suddenly, Daoqi vigorously, with the momentum of chopping the sky, blazed a bright light in the air, splitting towards Lu Chen.

"Is this your desperate means? If you have only such strength, then you will also give me ... die!"

Lu Chen's eyes were cold, the sound of Qiang, the blood blade was horizontal, luck, cut out, all in one go.

In an instant, the strength of the whole body condensed a little, and the sword of the five elements sword magic gold was cut again!

Hong Qianjun felt a huge shock, only an invincible terrorist power came, and suddenly, a flower in front of him, vaguely saw a touch of golden sword awn destroying the knife awn, ruthlessly cut on his chest.

"puff!"

The severe pain, along with the rotation of the sky, Hong Qianjun stared blankly at the bright red on his chest, and there was a thick incredible in his pupils. With a click, the blood knife fell off the ground from his hand, followed by a black line of sight, and his head fell On the ground.

"boom!!!"

The moment when Hong Qianjun fell, the violent collision sound came slowly, and with Lu Chen as the center, a sharp storm swept out.

"This ... this, how is it possible !!!"

After the storm dissipated, although everyone's heart had a result, when he saw the cold corpse under Lu Chen's feet, he still subconsciously sucked in his breath.

Hong Qianjun, a half-step mixed-environmental powerhouse, is a knife cut at the cost of longevity, and is definitely not weaker than ordinary mixed-environmental powerhouses.

Even so, he was still dead, ruthlessly destroyed by the sword of Lu Chen, and finally cut under the sword.

This result, coupled with Lu Chen's previous strength, everyone inexplicably came up with five words-Hundred Yuan Realm Strong!

Yes, although Lu Chenxiu has only eight yuan, but its strength has really reached the category of mixed element.

Not far away, the city owner Mo Xie and Song Xiaotian's complexion were all somber, somber and terrifying.

Compared with other people, ecstasy appeared on the faces of the Zhou family.

Zhou Tianhao breathed a sigh of relief, clenched his fists, and excitedly said, "What a strong! My lord didn't lie to me. He really has mixed strength. Now, the Zhou family has saved."

"You're left."

After killing Hong Qianjun with a sword, Lu Chen looked at the last person, the head of the Ji family, Ji Haiping.

Ji Haiping's heart shook, and in a life-and-death crisis, he wanted to ask for mercy, but when he met Lu Chen's cold eyes, he knew the result ...

"Last time, in the face of Princess Ji Luo, I spared your life, but I don't know how to cherish it ... In that case, then you die!"

When the words fell, Lu Chen fell directly with a sword, and his sword screamed, killing Ji Haiping with a sword!

At this point, apart from Zhou Tianhao, the patriarchs of the major families in Donglai City have all died! ! !

The sunlight pierced the layers of clouds and swayed on everyone, but at this time, everyone could not feel a trace of warmth, and only felt a cold chill that rose from the heart and changed his whole body.

Cold, cold and cold.

Limbs are cold and stiff.

"Song Xiaotian, next, it's your turn!"

His arm shook and shook the blood dripping from the blade. Lu Chen stared directly at Song Xiaotian, his mouth grinning.

As soon as this remark came out, there was silence.

After counting interest, everyone sneered.

Lu Chen's strength is not false, and it is not false to be comparable to the Hundred Yuan Realm, but he wants to expand and challenge an old Hunyuan Realm. This is pure death.

To know that the Skeleton Group is the master, Song Xiaotian, but the prestige, the strength is unfathomable, even the city owner Mo Xie, who is also a mixed yuan, is not his opponent, let alone Lu Chen.

The city owner Mo Xie also smiled when he heard the words, his hands clasped in his sleeves slowly loosened, and the Yuan Li dissipated.

"Good! Good!" Song Xiaotian was stunned for a while, and then smiled angrily, "Since you are looking for death, then I will complete you !!!"

"Roar!"

The voice fell, and a roar suddenly sounded, and then saw that Song Xiaotian's mount slammed on the ground, directly ejected, and the sky was empty.

At the same time, Song Xiaotian's right hand was gripped fiercely, and he was suddenly centered, within a thousand kilometers, the wind was loud, the vitality gathered between the world, and the dark red aura wrapped his right palm.

"Fire Devil Palm!"

Suddenly, a palm swept down the landing dust.

The dark red elemental force rose like a fierce fire, and a fierce and powerful force burst out, forming a flame to cover the sky, directly bombarding the layers of space, and pressing down on the landing dust cover.