Emperor of Taikoo Chapter 175: How is it possible

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Under the eyes of the public, Lu Chen walked towards the ring with a calm expression.

Everyone looked at Lu Chen with foolish eyes.

Zhang Yu, who is it?

That is the Patriarch of the Zhang Family, a powerful nine-layer power-breaking element, holding a magic weapon, even in the half-step Hunyuan realm.

The young man in front of me, sixteen or seventeen, has a cultivation base...

"Broken Yuan Six!"

In the crowd, one person suddenly exclaimed.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone reacted, looking at Lu Chen's gaze changed, the sixteen-year-old Po Yuan Sixth Layer, this kind of talent, not to say that there is no one before, but it is also called It's a peerless evildoer!

As long as there is no half-way death, future achievements will be stable in the Hunyuan Realm.

"Eh! It's a pity, so the evildoer will die here."

An old man sighed, feeling that Lu Chen was about to die, feeling worthless.

Of course, some people sneered.

"Hey, I didn't grow up, even if I was talented, it was in vain."

"I really think I'm a genius, so I can fight across borders? This kind of arrogant person is only good if I die."

"Huh! Fortunately, this person is going to die, otherwise, in the future Zhou family, if this person is there, he will surely fly to the top..."

The sneer around him had no effect on Lu Chen. He walked slowly, before he came to the bottom of the ring, and then lightly touched his feet, rose in the sky, and fell to the ring.

Compared to the cynicism of the people around, Zhou Tianhao sat up straight in the VIP table, his hands clenched tightly due to excitement.

My lord is finally here.

Haha...

To this day, he still remembers the words Lu Chen said before leaving yesterday, ‘I’m the one who kills Zhang Yu and Ji Liang, like a dog! ’

If it is true as Lu Chen said, today, not only does his Zhou family do not have the power of destruction, it is very likely...

On the other side of the VIP seat, Ji Liang, who had just returned to his seat, saw Lu Chen appear, resentment in his eyes. If it weren't for Lu Chen, how could he be targeted by Zhang Yu deliberately?

All this is because of Lu Chen.

"Boy, you killed Biao'er, today, I will use your blood to pay tribute to him!"

Zhang Yu's eyes were already blood red, he gritted his teeth and said every word.

Every word is like weeping, which contains monstrous hatred.

Hearing in everyone's ears, people couldn't help but shiver.

"It's on you?" Lu Chen laughed directly, laughing wanton and arrogantly.

After that, he shook his head slightly, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Not enough."

Lu Chen's voice was not restrained, and it spread to everyone's ears easily. Suddenly, everyone was taken aback, and then, laughter and ridicule swept across the sky, as if to drown Lu Chen.

It’s no wonder that everyone has no confidence in Lu Chen. Zhang Yu, as the head of the Zhang family, one of the few big figures in Donglai City, has accumulated power for a long time, and just now, he defeated the same Po Yuan Jiuzhong with a tyrannical posture. Jiliang.

If such a character is said to be defeated in the hands of a six-tier warrior, they would not believe it if they were killed.

"Arrogant, kid, die!"

The killing intent broke out in his heart, and Zhang Yu was no longer patient, he directly shouted, and then the soles of his feet slammed into the ring, and there was a thud, and the ring trembled. For a while, the fire-red vitality gushed out like flowing water, and wrapped his hands in. The strength of that vitality was even stronger than that at the Ji family banquet three days ago.

"Boom!"

The soles of the feet stepped on the ring fiercely again, and Zhang Yu, like an electricity, went straight to Lu Chen.

"Burning Heaven Palm!!!"

In an instant, appearing in front of Lu Chen, Zhang Yu's palm filled with fiery vitality swept forward and patted Lu Chen's chest.

The air in front of the palm of the hand was squeezed and burnt and twisted by the blow, making the sound of crackling beans.

"Fen Tianzhang!! Unexpectedly, the old guy Zhang Yu used the bottom-pressing trick as soon as he came up. Hehe, that little guy named Lu Chen, I am afraid he will fall on the spot." On the VIP seat, a strong aura The patriarch suddenly sat up straight, and then laughed.

"Burning Heaven Palm? Is it amazing?" asked a small family patriarch.

"Of course it's amazing, the middle-level Xuan-level palm technique, Zhang family secret martial arts, non-patriarchs can't practice. One palm down, dozens of feet of bluestone can be bombed, that is, a half-step Hunyuan realm powerhouse is in front of you When you are right, you will also have a headache, do you think it's great?" The previous family squinted and explained.

Zhou Tianhao naturally heard these words too, and immediately, his heart trembled, his hands clenched tightly. Now, the Zhou family and Lu Chen are tied together, Lu Chen is dead, and his Zhou family is destroyed! Lu Chensheng, Zhou Jiaxing, of course, the premise is that the Zhou family swears allegiance to Lu Chen.

While everyone was talking, Lu Chen's expression on the stage was as calm as ever, his deep eyes staring at the approaching offensive.

Lu Chen's appearance seemed to be frightened to outsiders.

In the audience, some people have begun to mock.

"Whoo!"

Lu Chen didn't move until the attack was less than half a foot away. He took a light step to the right like a stroll in the courtyard, but it was this step that happened to avoid Zhang Yu's attack like a ghost.

Easily avoided Zhang Yu's attack, but Lu Chen was not ready to let Zhang Yu go like this. He took a half step forward, squeezing his left palm into a fist, and hit Zhang Yu's chest with a punch.

There was a bang, a muffled sound, and Zhang Yu snorted. Under the attack of this rock-cutting rock, he flew upside down, coughing up blood...

"This Lu Chen is purely looking for death. See it, I'm already scared..."

The ridiculous laughter of the person below stopped abruptly when halfway through.

For a while, the martial arts field became silent, and all that could be heard was the sound of others gulping. Everyone's eyes widened, watching the scene of subversive cognition on the stage!

"How...how...is it possible...Patriarch Zhang...The Lord actually lost..." Someone stammered for a long time before saying this.

The others are not much better. They all look like ghosts, and I can't believe them.

On the VIP table, the same is true. A group of big bosses who used to be tall and calm, their mouths wide open, their eyes wide, and they looked overwhelmingly shocked.

"Pop!"

Suddenly, there was a soft noise. It turned out that it was a small family patriarch who couldn't believe it. He thought it was a dream, and slapped himself severely, grinning in pain.

"Haha... Your lord has won..." At this time, Zhou Tianhao also recovered from the shock, danced and laughed.

The Jiang Family Patriarch on the side looked like dust, looking at Zhou Tianhao, his eyes were both envy and anxiety, and a trace of fear...

"How could it be, how could he be so strong, absolutely not..." Ji Liang looked terrified. At this moment, looking at the long figure on the stage, he couldn't help but recall the words that contained the coldness of the starry sky three days ago. ...