Emperor of Taikoo

"Your life, I want it today!"

Lu Chen's eyes were as bright as electricity, and his intentions were boiling.

Fang Cai, that surprise attack on him, it was Lin Feng.

The bronze-colored beads, if he guessed well, should be similar to the Hunyuan Shenlei in his hand, except that it is far less powerful than Hunyuan Shenlei.

Otherwise, he will be here today.

Thinking of this, Lu Chen's murderous intentions boiled.

"And you guys, dare to hit my mind, you have to die today!"

Lu Chen's voice fell, and everyone around him looked cold.

However, fearing Lu Chen's fierce prestige, for a time, no one dared to step forward.

"Hehe ... arrogant!" Suddenly, the rumbling sounded, and he saw Murong Yun, the core disciple of Liuyun Pavilion, violently rushed out, and his whole body exploded. At the same time, he raised his palm and hit the landing dust.

"Boom!"

The surging palm is astonishing. From top to bottom, the palm is not windy, and the ground is cracked.

Lu Chen stood upright, his right hand was raised, and the same palm burst out.

The palm of the palm was monstrous, and immediately he and Murong Yun were shaken together.

"boom!"

The air oscillated, a strong wind spread, Lu Chen's shoulders shook violently, and Murong Yun stumbled back a few steps, and immediately, a flush of flush flushed on his face. A bend, a bang, a spit of blood spewed out.

"dead!"

Lu Chen's fingers were shocked.

A sharp finger, condensed on his index finger, and then turned into an arrow, with lightning speed, directly into Murong Yun's eyebrows.

"puff!"

A little red appeared.

Murong Yun's unsteady body, suddenly, stiff, and then, the dignity in the double pupils gradually disappeared, crashing to the ground.

With a single finger to kill Murong Yun, Lu Chen's pale face became completely bloodless. Then, his figure trembled and almost took a step back.

Murongyun, who killed Po Yuan Yuanzhong with a single finger, surprised everyone around him. His heart was fiery. If he was poured in a pot of cold water, most of it was extinguished.

However, when he saw Lu Chen's body shaking, Xue He and others were not surprised.

They looked at each other, then waved their hands together, screaming together.

"kill!"

The word fell, and suddenly everyone moved. Nearly a hundred people stepped out at the same time. A series of momentums rose into the sky and intertwined. The earthquake was a thousand kilometers. It was a shock. The corpse disciples also did not give up much.

If Lu Chen is in the state of full prosperity, these people, he is naturally not afraid, but now, he is seriously injured, and he cannot exert 70% of his combat power ...

"Lu Chen, you are really strong, but, today, when I join hands, you can't fly with wings ..."

Xue Hewang touched the dust and laughed wantonly.

"It's up to you?" Lu Chen sneered and was not afraid, holding it with one hand, blood blade in his hand.

"Blood Blade · Crazy!"

When the words fell, everyone only felt a gust of wind hit, Lu Chen's body momentum soared instantly, the elemental force came out violently, the blood blade buzzed, and a red breath radiated out, walking around with Lu Chen.

"Tear!"

A rag ripping sound sounded, and the next moment, under everyone's horrified eyes, Lu Chen's body height was raised, and in an instant he had reached a terrifying height ...

"this is……"

Everyone's pupils shrunk, looking at Lu Chen, who was nearly her height, her face was full of incredible expressions.

"What are you still doing? Shoot together!"

Yuan Cizong Fang Mu, the first to come back to God, felt the horror power exuded from Lu Chen's body, and immediately screamed.

At the next moment, nearly a hundred attacks were shot, violent waves surged into the sky, the air collapsed and twisted. All the attacks are intertwined, and the landing dust is shrouded.

"Boom ..."

Lu Chen looked at the nearly one hundred attacks that shrouded him. A flash of cold light flashed through his black eyes, and then his toes were a little bit, and the blood shadow stepped out, instantly, turning into a shocking, flashing away, the speed, It is difficult to catch with the naked eye.

In an instant, he looted a hundred meters and escaped the bombardment range of the attack.

Lu Chen's figure just landed, but there was no pause at all. His figure popped up like a cheetah. He appeared in front of a broken double warrior instantly. His palms were raised, photographed, and fell lightly on the latter. On the chest.

With a spit in the palm, with a puff, the broken chest of the double element directly exploded and died on the spot.

"dead!"

Lu Chen withdrew his palms and jumped up directly. The blood blade was horizontal, tearing, and a thick sword flew out.

"Puff puff……"

Seven or eight heads flew up, and Yin Hong's hot blood spewed out of the headless body like a fountain.

"what!"

Some of the disciples who surrounded them screamed in horror. Some female disciples were so terrified that their legs tremble. Looking at the seven or eight headless corpses, a breath of air rose from the soles of their feet and went straight to the brain ...

Lu Chen stepped out in one step, the blood blade was cut across, and the air was easily cut, and a disciple of Liuyun Pavilion shouted in fright, trying to resist, but to no avail.

Jian Qi ruthlessly cut it off, and then, without losing power, he cut it out.

"Dang Dang Dang ..."

After the sound of metal cracking came, it was the scream of heartbreaking. The upper part of the figure silhouettes flew high, and the body was divided into two.

The blood was scattered and affected the ground.

Lu Chen is like a wild ancient beast, rushed to the front, and no one is the enemy of his blow in the past. In a short time, there are thirty or forty people in different places.

Moreover, this number is still soaring at a terrifying rate.

Thirty people, thirty-five people, forty people ...

It was another dozen breaths in the past, corpses everywhere in the field, blood infested the earth, the wind blew through, the tip of the nose was full of blood.

At the moment, as many as forty or fifty people have died in Lu Chen's hands, and fewer than fifty are left!

Xue He and others, whose face was gloomy like water, at the same time, their hearts were beating wildly, and their bodies were cold ...

At this moment, Lu Chen stepped out, appeared in front of a pretty woman, clenched her fingers, and punched.

"Ah, no……"

The pretty woman was ecstatic and screamed.

Lu Chen was unmoved, his fist fell, and with a thud, he shattered his head relentlessly.

"The devil, you are making indiscriminate killings. Today I will kill the people and cut you down."

Luo Huo'er, the first core disciple of Luo Xuezong, finally couldn't sit still. She said with a pretty face and a cold voice.

The voice fell, his toes a little, and he floated up. Then, with a simple move, a small green sword flew out suddenly and stabbed towards Lu Chen.

The little sword glowed with a faint green light, spitting out the sword gas, piercing the void.

"Humph! Ridiculous, let's take your first rank!"

Lu Chen turned around, facing Luo Huoer, his voice was cold.

During the speech, she stepped out, and the sharp air blew out, and a strong breath emanated from his body, rising from the sky, he held the sword in one hand, and the sword was straight and straight.

"clang!"

Instant sword, feet intersect, sparks splashing, but the intersection is only a moment, only to hear a click, if the green sword is hit hard, the inch is broken.

At the same time, the blood blade gleamed brightly, tearing, and a ray of sword gas blasted out, spurting towards Luo Huoer at an unimaginable speed.

"puff!"

Luo Huoer was stagnant and looked down at the middle of his chest. I don't know when there is a little blood red, and gradually the blood red becomes bigger ...