Emperor of Taikoo Chapter 191: Meet the bald old man again


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"Impossible, how can you be so strong..."

The yellow-clothed old man clutched his broken arm and shouted hoarsely.

Before speaking, a big hand suddenly grabbed him.

The yellow-clothed old man was covered in hairs, trying to avoid it, but was shocked to find that the air had solidified under this grasp, and the other arm exploded with a bang, turning into a cloud of blood.

The yellow-robed old man was in pain and flew out.

"Boom!"

Lu Chen moved with his footsteps and quickly deceived him. Then he fell, and the yellow-robed old man stepped on his feet and couldn't move.

"Tell the whereabouts of Cangming Grass, I promise you will not suffer!" Lu Chen's eyes were cold, like a sharp sword piercing the heart of the yellow-clothed old man, making it fall into the abyss.

"You still have three breaths time. If you don't say it, I promise you will end up like this... from now on, 1..." Lu Chen reminded, as he spoke, he used his feet, like a mountain. Juli passed down from the soles of the feet.

"Ah..."

The old man in yellow groaned miserably.

"2." Lu Chen continued to count slowly.

"3...It seems that you want to try it. It feels like death is better than life." Lu Chen grinned, showing a devilish smile, lifting his right foot, moving slowly, and falling to the left of the yellow-clothed old man. Above the legs.

"Since I don't say anything, let's scrap you first..."

"Hold on, I...I said." The yellow-clothed old man was panicked, his body trembling, and the line of defense at the bottom of his heart collapsed in a crisis of life and death.

He almost roared out, "Cangming Grass is three hundred miles away to the northwest, in a hidden canyon..."

"Are you sure?" Lu Chen asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Adults are so powerful, how dare a villain conceal it." The yellow-clothed old man hurriedly said, with a flattering tone in his tone.

"Okay, trust you for now." Lu Chen retracted his right foot.

Seeing this, the yellow-clothed old man breathed a sigh of relief. Although his arms were abandoned, his life was temporarily saved.

Feeling the pain of piercing the soul in both arms, hatred gradually accumulates in the depths of the eyes, boy, go, you will regret it if you go, hehe...

"Puff!"

At this moment, the sudden change occurred, and a finger light shot out, at a speed that the naked eye could not catch, directly penetrated the yellow-clothed old man's forehead, blood spattered, and died on the spot.

The yellow-clothed old man lost his vital body, and fell to the ground under the inertia of his fingers, his eyes filled with puzzlement and fear.

Beheading the yellow-robed old man, Lu Chen was no longer staying, and he flashed directly, rushing towards the northwest.

After not walking much, Lu Chen's speed was just a meal.

A few thousand meters away, a group of ghosts attacked side by side. In front of the ghosts, there were three warriors of the eighty-nine tiers, one man and two women. Seeing their panicked expressions and the direction of fleeing, they would also come to the "village" where they gathered Zhong escaped by chance.

"Big Brother Xu, there is a warrior in front of him." Among the three, a woman in green took a look at the location of Lu Chen, and said with joy.

The male warrior known as Big Brother Xu slashed and chased a middle-grade ghost who was chasing after him. With a gloomy smile, he said: "Go, get close to that kid, and let him resist the ghost behind us."

There are more than a dozen ghosts chasing behind the three, among which there are no less than three high-grade ghosts. With such a strength, if the three rely on their own strength, they will not be able to escape from the ghosts.

Now if someone resists for them, even if it's just counting their breaths, their hope of escape will be greater.

In an instant, the three of them turned around and rushed towards Lu Chen's direction.

In the distance, Lu Chen looked at the three approaching quickly, only sneered.

When the two women and one man saw Lu Chen standing in a daze, they suddenly sneered, thinking that the latter was frightened and stupefied, and the speed increased a little because of this.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer.

Just when the two sides were twenty steps apart, Lu Chen shook his hand with one hand with the blood blade in his hand. Without hesitation, words, or mercy, he directly raised the sword and swung it down.

"Hey!"

The golden sword qi bursts out from the blood blade, like the first divine light after opening the sky and the earth, the heaven and the earth are bright.

The speed of the golden sword light seems to be slow, but it is extremely fast. The distance of twenty steps is fleeting, and it passes through the waist of the three people mercilessly.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

The three low voices sounded almost at the same time. The next moment, the triumphant smile on the faces of the three people who rushed forward stagnated, and finally turned into eternity.

"Chichichichi..."

One sword killed the three of them, Lu Chen kept moving, and the blood blade buzzed in his hands.

The next moment, the golden sword light reappeared, flying out, becoming bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a hundred-meter sword light after the sky, the ghost chasing after it was easily torn apart as soon as it touched. The black energy collapsed, disappearing from the world.

A sword shocked the world and killed a dozen ghosts.

After simply cleaning the battlefield, Lu Chen's figure flashed, turned into a streamer, and shot towards the northwest.

The distance of three hundred miles is not too far for Lu Chen, and it is almost close in half a day.

Along the way, Lu Chen was blocked by the ghost many times. Just before, a general-level ghost shot up from a hidden place on the ground and attacked Lu Chen.

The strength of the general class ghost is comparable to the half-step Hunyuan realm among human warriors. Lu Chen can hardly kill him in a short time without using the sword of gold. After fighting with him a few tricks, Lu Chen helplessly, using his madness skills, combined with the sword of gold, only cut his head with a single sword.

However, the spoils after the event are also gratifying. From the lair of the general-level ghost, not only a few middle-tier mysterious elixir, but also a trident-like one-star soldier.

Today, there are four magic weapons on Lu Chen.

In addition to the blood blade, the other three are the small bronze mirror obtained from the Zhang family in Donglai City, a three-foot long sword obtained from the swamp a few days ago, and the trident obtained not long ago.

As long as Lu Chen thinks about it, he can break through the realm in an instant, enter the seventh and even the eighth level of Po Yuan! ! !

"Finally here!"

After flying at low altitude for a while, the canyon that the yellow-clothed elder said finally appeared in his vision.

The speed was a little slower, and it landed at the entrance of the canyon.

Lu Chen stepped in, but at this moment, he moved his mind and looked towards the hidden dense forest on the left front.

The branches and leaves swayed and rustled, and after a while, a group of people walked out of the dense forest with the sound of footsteps.

Looking at the group of people walking out, Lu Chen was slightly taken aback!

To Lu Chen's surprise, this group of people were actually bald old men and others who had been in contact with him outside of Soulbreaking Valley. At this time, the number of old men in the group had reached 20 or 30.

A group of people is mighty and powerful, and ordinary ghosts really dare not provoke them at will.

When Lu Chen found the bald old man and the others, the other group of people also saw him, and they were also taken aback. The bald old man in the crowd recognized Lu Chen at a glance, but he was slightly surprised at the same time.

The Valley of Broken Souls is full of crises. Lu Chen is just a six-tier warrior who breaks the yuan, acting alone, safe and sound for a few days, which really exceeded the bald old man's expectation.


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