Emperor of Taikoo

The stall owner clutched his broken arm, looking at Lu Chen who was shooting from the storm, his heart darkened.

He never imagined that Lu Chen, a young man who seemed to be seventeen or eighty years old, was so powerful, and his shot was decisive and fierce.

"Beating geese all day long, was actually pecked by geese ..."

In the stall owner's heart, this thought arose. He knew that this action was considered a planting. Not only did the 'Red Cangmu' not be recovered, but even he lost an arm!

"Boy, this matter is not over. You broke my arm today, and will take your head from the next day ..."

With a bitter voice, the stall owner flickered and turned around without hesitation.

"Want to go?"

Seeing that the stall owner turned to escape, Lu Chen sneered. Since he has done murder and intercepted the goods, he must be prepared for death.

"call out!"

The force on the legs surged out. Suddenly, Lu Chen's speed increased several times. His body turned into a residual image and chased toward the stall owner.

The distance between the two is constantly being shortened.

Kilometers, 500 meters, 200 meters ...

When the distance was reduced to 100 meters, Lu Chen finally no longer tolerated, his wrist suddenly waved, Huang Lan sword drew a beautiful trajectory in the air, and immediately, a golden swordmand flew out, as fast as lightning to the stall The Lord's heart ripped away.

The stall owner can become a strong in Vientiane, and his own means are naturally not simple. When Lu Chen strikes, he will run the elemental force. And dangerously hid.

However, Lu Chen's first sword had just fallen, and the long sword was raised again, luck, slash ...

The second sword rushed out, and the target was still the posterior heart of the owner.

The action is non-stop.

Next, the third sword, the fourth sword ...

"puff!"

Finally, when Lu Chen cut out the sixth sword, the stall owner could not avoid it, his body was wiped by the sword gas, and suddenly, the skin opened the flesh and the blood splashed ...

"The battle is over ..."

Staring indifferently at the embarrassing figure in front, Lu Chen slowly raised the sword in his hand. With a hum, the long sword wrapped in Yuan Li exhaled a heart-pounding breath ...

The stall owner who was running away from Zhengcang panic, somehow, his body suddenly tightened, and his heart was also shrouded in a shadow of death.

"No, I'm a strong man in Vientiane, how could I die in the hands of a junior ..."

The stall owner shrouded in the shadow of death, his face pale, his heart roaring ...

At the same time, Lu Chen's body shivered slightly, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Pity!"

Looking at the embarrassed figure in the distance, Lu Chen sighed softly, and the high sword was never dropped after all.

Not that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't do it in his current state.

During the battle against the host, Lu Chen forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body, and then exerted 30% of his strength. And now, the time has come, the injury that was forcibly suppressed, strikes again, if he forcibly slashes this sword, it will definitely increase his injury, not worth the loss ...

"Small animals, meet again next time, I will let you survive without death ..."

Fortunately, the stall owner who saved his life, after fleeing several kilometers, the frightened heart finally rested slightly, leaned over his head, and opened his mouth, the voice full of resentment spreading into Lu Chen's ears.

Wipe the blood at the corner of the mouth, Lu Chen raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Next time, I will kill you!"

The voice fell, and Lu Chen glanced around the hidden warriors in a circle, without a word, turned and left.

When the figure of the stall owner and Lu Chen moved away from this place one after another, the nearby warriors dared to step out of the hidden place, and then, this place burst into a loud noise of discussion.

...

Although the overall strength of Qingyang City is much higher than that of Qiyue Dynasty and the Kingdom of Song Dynasty, the strong of Vientiane Realm is still rare, and the battle between the strong of Vientiane Realm is even rarer.

Therefore, the battle between Lu Chen and the stall owner soon spread in Qingyang City.

Although the news spread widely, no one knew Lu Chen's identity and appearance.

at the same time.

Lin family, in a VIP room.

Lu Chen sat quietly on the bed with his eyes closed, running his mind, silently nourishing the injury ...

After such a quiet practice lasting for an hour, Lu Chen gently exhaled a turbid breath and slowly opened her eyes.

"It's been a few days, and there are no signs of healing in the body!"

With a slight sigh, Lu Chen spread his palms, and the glory flashed, and an adult slap-sized red warehouse wood appeared in his hand.

Under the dim candlelight, a faint red light flashed on the surface of the red warehouse, and there was a slightly undetectable dragon's breath, which was also coming.

After staring at it for a long time, Lu Chen pursed her lips and said, "This is indeed a red warehouse wood, but it is definitely not easy to attract the spirit of the sky axe."

It is true that in the Lingya Pavilion, the reason why Lu Chen exchanged the red warehouse wood from the young man in the suit was that the spirit of the sky axe was shaking slightly.

According to past experience, Lu Chen is convinced that Kaitian Axe Weapon can be reacted. This seemingly ordinary red warehouse wood is not simple ...

Above the palm, the elemental force permeated, and the pale gold elemental force wrapped the red warehouse in it.

When the thoughts moved, the Yuanli wrapped in the red warehouse began to operate, just like a grinding wheel, rubbing against the surface of the red warehouse.

"laugh!"

Sawdust splashes.

Moment time.

The slap-sized red barn wood shrunk in a circle.

As the surface sawdust fell off, the faint dragon breath emanating from Hongcangmu also disappeared.

Lu Chen kept moving and continued to control Yuanli, carefully peeling off layers of wood chips.

Unconsciously, under his feet, a layer of light red sawdust had accumulated.

"Click!"

Suddenly, an undetectable soft sound came from the palm of my hand, and at the same time, a strong breath of life floated out of the crack.

Lu Chen raised her eyebrows slightly, sniffing the breath of life between her noses. The whole person had a feeling of fluttering. The injuries in the body also showed signs of healing.

"this is……"

Staring at the egg-sized wooden block in his hand, Lu Chen's heart beat violently, and the excitement in his eyes was hard to hide.

"Click ..."

With a slight movement of the fingertips, there were more and more cracks on the surface layer. At the end, there was a soft sound and it fell off.

Next moment.

The awe-inspiring essence of Lu Chen's eyes is like a jade, crystal clear wood ...

Yes, it is the essence of wood!

The essence of wood is often a tree older than 10,000 years old, and there is only a chance to breed it in the heart of the tree.

On the division of rank, at least the rank of heaven, contains endless power of life, and has the effect of life and death.

In terms of value, although the essence of this wood cannot be compared with the blood dragon wood, it is also a rare treasure for thousands of years ...