Emperor of Taikoo

Tens of thousands of spectators off the stage saw the scene of the sudden change, and they were all stunned and unable to react for a while.

"Old man, you are dead!"

Yuan Mo and Li Wuxiang froze for a moment, suddenly furious, and a roar roared, the two of them surging together, killing the old man from left to right.

The old man looked at the two figures looting at him, revealing a touch of disdain. Immediately, he lifted up his thin palms and rushed towards Yuanli, patting them at will.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two flaming palm prints came out of the air and were printed on the chests of Yuan Mo and Li Wuxiang fiercely. The power exploded. The two seemed to have broken the kite and flew away.

"Bang! Bang!"

The sound of two heavy objects falling on the ground sounded. Yuan Mo and Li Wuxiang were deeply buried in the ruins, unable to stand up in a short time.

"Good ... so scary!"

"Take two palms at will to reinvent a seventh-order metamorphosis monster, and a Venerable, this person is so strong!"

"Who is he?"

"Elder Hao Tianzong, one of the leaders of this trip ..."

The crowd blasted the pot, whispered, and shouted.

In the faces of Hao Tianzong's disciples, an expression of excitement and excitement also appeared.

"Haha, the elder thirteen is coming. See how the kid is rampant?"

"Thirteen Elders are extremely short-sighted. Brother Li Qingfeng was cut off by the small animal. This hatred must be sacrificed with the head of the small animal."

"The one-off repair in the wilderness land was against my ancestors four times, and should be executed late. The body was hung on the wall and exposed to the sun for three months to show everyone."

"Yes, it was exposed to the sun in March to show everyone else, otherwise everyone would dare to take action against my disciples."

A word of resentment was heard from the disciples of Hao Tianzong.

Li Xuan looked at Lu Chen covered with blood, and the corner of his mouth slowly raised, murmured, "After all, even if you have wings, you are a ants!"

Lu Chen gritted his teeth, slowly pulled out the Black Abyssal Sword, propped the ground with his sword, and staggered to his feet.

"Who made you stand up? Kneel!" Thirteen Elder Hao Tianzong shouted loudly.

Lu Chen was deaf.

"Kneel!"

The elder thirteen had a cold face, and a little casual repairer, even ignoring his words, made him unhappy, and immediately took a step. At least the horror of the cultivation of the Venerable in the mid-term broke out suddenly. Pressed against land dust.

Lu Chen was seriously injured, and was again oppressed by such a terrible breath. The wound broke directly, blood was flowing like a spring, and his knees also bent sharply.

"Roar……"

His eyes were crimson, and a screaming roar in his throat emerged. At the next moment, behind him, two gigantic phantoms emerged, and that was the four nerves: the White Tiger and the Suzaku were turned to the extreme, showing Out of vision.

Bearing two big phantoms, he resisted the oppression released by the 13 elders, and his strength finally differed greatly. His whole body made a creaking sound. I believe that it won't take long for Lu Chen's skeleton to be crushed by breath. broken.

"Oh, it's a bit of a skill, no wonder you can beat Li Qingfeng!"

Seeing that Lu Chen could grind his teeth to resist the oppression of his breath, the thirteen elders were slightly surprised. Immediately, the cold light burst into the turbid eyes, and the breath released was more terrifying.

"Click!"

A soft sound!

Under the pressure of this breath, the Baizhantai guarded by the battle array was overwhelmed and began to crack ...

Look at Lu Chen again, running the mind madly, the white tiger and the Suzaku phantom protect him, roaring upward, and resisting the oppression of the breath.

The audience was silent and tens of thousands of eyes looked at the tenacious and unyielding figure with complicated eyes.

Looking at Lu Chen, who had never yielded under the pressure of his own breath, the elder Hao Tianzong thirteen frowned slightly, and immediately lost his hands behind him, said lightly: "I can do it with half-step Venerable cultivation, under the pressure of my breath. Persist for so long, you are the first. It is not easy to think of you as a cultivation person, I will give you a chance to live, kneel down, surrender soul blood, willing to serve as a slave, I will spare you! "

Lu Chen's eyes were red, and his anger was accumulating rapidly, and he roared in his heart: "Linglong, at any cost to urge Linglong Pagoda, there is a certain percentage to kill this person!"

"This person is the Seventh Sovereign of the Venerable Master, and his son is inadequate, and he is seriously injured. He is urged at any cost. Without precautions, 30% of them are sure to hit him hard. The voice sounded in Lu Chen's heart.

"Half of it?"

Lu Chen sighed, and half of Cheng's grasp was far from what he wanted. Moreover, once the exquisite pagoda was exposed, and the thirteen elders had not been killed, the ending would be very passive.

Seven Star Divine Soldiers have few sights of the huge Donghuang. Their attractiveness is unbelievable. By that time, the strongest of the entire Donghuang will surely regard him as prey and flock against each other.

How is it good? ? !

Lu Chen clenched his fists.

Uncertainty!

"Son ..."

Seeing Lu Chen hesitating, Linglong also sighed in her heart. She knew that this game was difficult to crack. No matter how Lu Chen made his choice, it was a terrible situation to wait for him!

"Stubbornness!"

The thirteen elders saw that Lu Chen had not knelt down and gave up his soul blood, but also lost patience. He snorted and looked at Li Qingfeng immediately, ordering: "Li Qingfeng, this son cut your arm, you go to cut him Head! "

"Yes!"

Li Qingfeng showed excitement, turned his palm, took a long knife from the storage ring, and walked to Lu Chen with a grin.

Lu Chen felt something and looked up at Li Qingfeng who was walking slowly. Among his pupils, Han Mang shot.

Watched by Lu Chen's pair of cold eyes, Li Qingfeng jumped suddenly in his heart. Then, his cheeks were hot and his anger was full of anger. At such a situation, you still put on the spectrum, watch me in front of everyone, and cut off your head In March, the city wall was exposed in the sun.

Thinking of this, Li Qingfeng walked a few steps to Lu Chen in front of him, "Small animals, this is the end of Hao Tianzong that provokes me. In my next life, my eyes are bright. Not everyone can provoke me."

After speaking, the long sword was held high, with a poignant sound of breaking through the air, and slashed down.

"Roar……"

Looking at the ever-expanding long knife, Lu Chen's eyes were crimson, and a screaming roar from his throat appeared. The white tiger and Suzaku, suspended above his head, shattered together.

At the same time, the breath suppressed by death suddenly erupted, as if the tiger came out of the barrier, unstoppable.

"roll!"

With a roar, Lu Chen came out with a punch, and the light red fist was mixed in the gold, and the long knife that raged down, collided fiercely.

"Click!"

The long sword comparable to the sharp weapon of the Divine Soldier, and the moment of colliding with Lu Chen's fist, directly cracked in response.

"Boom!"

After breaking the long sword, the fist wrapped in Yuan Li was like a broken bamboo, and fell on Li Qingfeng's chest mercilessly, only listening to the "click", the sternum inch cracked, and a piece of depression.