Emperor of Taikoo

With a blow, Han Long retreated, and Lu Chen appeared in front of Han Long like a ghost. With a sneer, Ling Liquan carried Yuan Yuan Yuan, and he showed no mercy to Han Long.

The latter's response was not slow, he quickly raised his sword again to resist, but the moment his fist intersected, his face changed again.

Because, a terrifying shock force far exceeding that of the last punch is passing along the long sword, and the internal organs of the body must be shattered.

puff! Yin Hong's blood spit out of his mouth, and Han Long was blown out by Lu Chen. He dragged his heels on the ground, plowed out two long gullies, and then stumbled and fell to the ground.

Looking up, his face was pale as paper, and Lu Chen's gaze was full of horror.

how is this possible? This guy is obviously just a body-building double warrior, and he was easily defeated ... no, impossible!

The shock of the people around them was no weaker than Han Long. At this moment, their hearts were thunderous and froze in place.

With his mouth open and his throat creeping, he wanted to yell and let out the shock in his heart, only to find that his throat seemed to be clenched to death by a large invisible hand, and no matter how hard they tried, they never made any sound.

Lu Chen put his hands behind his back and looked down at Han Long, laughing contemptuously: "Is this the strength of your pride, but that's how it is."

"You ... kid, I admit that you completely angered me, let's die."

Han Long was angry with his binocular eyes, roared, ejected, and rushed towards Lu Chen.

"Sword to the world!"

In mid-air, Han Long turned his single-handed sword into his hands, held up his long sword, and reprimanded. Suddenly, a strong force of force emerged through the body, wrapping the sword body.

Buzz! In a blink of an eye, the force on the long sword was so intense that it became extremely terrifying, and it became extremely bright, and the sword breathed out, giving the kind of terrifying pressure.

"Quasi-level skills, one sword swings all over the world!" Among the crowd around him, an old disciple sharply recognized the sword trick used by Han Long, and suddenly shouted.

This remark fell on everyone's ears, and suddenly cries of exclamation sounded.

"What, quasi-spiritual skills! This land dust is dangerous."

"Yeah, Lu Chen's talents are high, but he has a sharp edge, and it's sad to provoke who is not good, but it has caused Brother Han Long."

"Just don't know Lu Chen can take a few tricks!"

Lu Chen raised his head and looked directly at the sword. His pupils were also condensed. This sword brought him a trace of crisis, but it was only a trace.

"Buzz!"

He lifted his foot, took a step forward, a wave of diffusion spread from the center of his foot, and at the same time, the powerful force in the body erupted like a volcano, and the momentum surged upwards, but it reached a moment. Such a terrifying point.

Feeling the magnificent momentum of Lu Chen's body, Han Long's expression could not help changing in mid-air, and his heart rose inexplicably upset.

This uneasiness made him feel humiliated.

"go to hell!"

With a loud roar, Han Long desperately injected vitality onto the long sword, and then severely slashed down at the landing dust. Under a sword, it brought out a dazzling sword light, which was infinitely compressed into a pale sword gas, and cut the air.

Lu Chen was not afraid, and snorted, making the first form of the magic elephant fist, the magic elephant rampaged!

The fist carried the terrifying elemental force, and collided fiercely with the slashed sword.

"Boom!"

A huge rumbling sounded in everyone's ears, like a thunder, and it hurt everyone's eardrums, followed by a shock wave visible to the naked eye, spreading out around the collision ground, like a water wave, one circle and one Circle.

"Puff puff……"

The person who was a little closer, an unchecked one, was bombarded by the overflowing energy and flew out tragically, leaving a trail of blood in the air.

No one paid attention to these unlucky ghosts, and hundreds of eyes all around stared at the battlefield covered by smoke and dust.

"How is it? Brother Han Long won?"

"Naturally, Brother Han Long has used the quasi-spiritual skills, then Lu Chen has already died tragically ..."

Before this sentence was finished, he was interrupted by a mumble, and I saw a figure thrown out like a broken kite in the smoke-filled battlefield.

"Look, who is the man flying out?"

"Ah! It was Brother Han Long. Brother Han Long lost!"

Everyone's eyes were straight, and they looked at the purple man on the ground like a dead dog. After a while, he recovered from the shock.

At this moment, the smoke dispersed, and I saw a tall, tall figure standing like a pine. He stood there calmly, giving the illusion of a towering mountain and unattainable height.

Bathed in the eyes of everyone fearing worship, Lu Chen took a deep breath and came to Han Long, when the latter had passed out.

Lu Chen stooped, and the detective grabbed toward the identity token in Han Long's waist.

"Slow down!"

Just then, a slightly hoarse voice came from behind.

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at it with his voice. He saw that the person speaking was twenty up and down, dressed in a blue dress, with a slightly ordinary face, and carrying a large knife.

"God, it's Brother Yuanba!" A cry of exclamation came from the crowd.

"Yuanba, who is Yuanba? Is it strong?" A newcomer asked modestly with a doubt on his face.

The old disciple's serious face said in a very serious tone: "Of course it is very strong! It is said that Brother Yuanba is already a strong man who is close to the triple peak of Ningyuan, and his strength is better than Brother Han Long. Twenty in front of the outer door. "

"Who is stronger than that of Brother Lu Chen?" The newcomer asked with excitement.

When this person spoke of Lu Chen, he unconsciously added the word "brother" to the name. Obviously, Lu Chen's current strength has already conquered everyone. It is not an exaggeration to call "brother".

"Um ... this ..." The old disciple was in a dilemma for a long time.

Lu Chen looked at the person, his expression was indifferent.

"Han Long disturbed you to practice because he was wrong. At this time, you have also taught him. The same disciple, waiting for and treating others, give me a face, this matter will end, OK?"

Yuanba's words seem polite, but they contain an irreversible command.

This made Lu Chen feel disgusted. If he lost to Han Long, would this person stand up and speak for himself? The answer is impossible!

Yuanba words had just fallen, and a cold scream came out of Lu Chen's mouth, "Go! What are you?"

Yuanba's expression froze, and his eyes sank immediately, "Do you know who you are talking to now?"

"Don't you hear me? Don't roll anymore, even fight with you!" Lu Chen stared at Yuanba coldly, rising up and vigorously strengthening his strength.

Yuan Domineering twitched at the corner of his mouth, thinking of his twenty disciples in front of the outside door, who dare to rebuke him like this, the most important thing is that this person dare to be in front of everyone, and told him to roll without mercy and whispered He fought together.