Emperor of Taikoo Chapter 242: Battle against the dry old man

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The hot blood mixed with the minced meat, pattered and dripped.

Some people nearby couldn't avoid it. They were soaked with scarlet blood, feeling the lingering strong blood in the air. At this moment, everyone was sluggish and was completely shocked by the **** scene.

The young man in front of him is really terrifying. His combat power is overwhelming. Killing a master of the Primordial Realm is like cutting grass. There is no one to stop!

"Little bastard, you want to slaughter my Northwest Palace powerhouse, and be punished!" The Northwest Palace powerhouse shouted angrily, one by one, his eyes split.

Lu Chen sneered and said nothing, the vitality in his body swiftly moved, and immediately a majestic wave radiated from him, overwhelming everything.

"Om!"

Suddenly, the withered old man in the Northwest Palace's quadruple mixed yuan shook his right arm. Suddenly, a pitch-black black iron rod appeared in his hand. Without hesitation, he directly smashed it heavily. .

The withered old man is also the fourth level of Hunyuan, and his strength is not under the Hong Li who died not long ago. With a full blow, the power is so powerful, it blows the air to life, and shakes out a circle of breath visible to the naked eye. mark!

Faced with a full blow from the dry old man, Lu Chen didn't dare to take it carelessly. His eyes became fierce, and his right foot slammed on the ground with a loud bang, and the whole person was like a cannonball. Up.

The speed is so fast, a long qi scar is drawn in the air, the right palm is squeezed with five fingers, a fist is slammed out, and after a while, all the vitality in the body is gushing out, and above the fist, it is actually emerging A bright fist light broke through the layers of void and collided fiercely with the black iron rod.

"Clang!"

The fists and sticks intersected, sparks flew everywhere, and a deafening humming sound erupted. Then, a strong wind spread, and the nearby warring people, whether it was the strongest of the Eastern Palace or the Northwest Palace, Under this strong wind, they all staggered back.

Lu Chen shook his shoulders violently and took a step back. Although the withered old man didn't step back, he was also uncomfortable. A flush of red appeared on his dry face!

After stabilizing his figure, the withered old man’s face was full of outrageous expression. He couldn’t think that Lu Chen would easily take it with his full strength. At the same time, what shocked him even more was that in the confrontation just now, his grip The right hand holding the black iron rod was actually numb.

"Small offal!"

The dry old man took a heavy breath, and in the next instant, a majestic aura suddenly swept out of him.

Under this powerful momentum, the surrounding air actually began to faintly twisted, and then his five fingers snapped abruptly, and the fiery red vitality rushed out and merged into his palm.

It was only a short time. On the palm of the palm, there was actually a big scarlet red palm print, and then he grinned and slapped Lu Chen down.

"Burning Sun Palm!"

The big palm print flew from the palm of the palm, becoming longer in the wind, and in the middle of the journey, it expanded to several tens of feet, covering the sky and the earth.

The wind comes first before the palm.

The rocks near Lu Chen began to crack every inch under the pressure of this breath.

This blow to Burn Sun Palm is more powerful than what Hong Li showed!

Being repeatedly insulted as a "little bastard", Lu Chen's pupils were already flashing cold.

At this moment, facing the astonishing offensive of the withered old man. Without retreating in the slightest, his back straightened slightly, and his whole body pierced the sky like a gun.

There was a hum, the blood blade trembled, and a sword groan.

"Five Elements Swordsmanship, Fire Sword!!!"

The next moment, the thick blazing sword light slashed straight out, because the speed was too fast, the nearby people who were paying attention only felt a flower in front of them, and then they heard a scoff, a sword light was like a vast divine sword, Destroyed the posture, cut through the void.

"Boom!"

A dull collision came, and the sword light collided with the palm print. The two forces erupted in an instant, and the next moment, a strong wind burst out and a terrifying aftermath broke out.

The fighting people stopped their offensives one after another, and everyone at this moment unanimously looked at the fierce collision center.

"This..."

When seeing the scene of the strong wind, everyone couldn't help holding their breath. The shock in their hearts seemed like waves of tides, their eyes widened, staring unblinkingly.

In the distance, Li Xiaotian and the blue-clothed old man were in a stalemate in the battle. After feeling the violent fluctuations, they stopped, and then two eyes were cast together.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the battle center wrapped in strong wind burst out again with a thunderstorm, and then everyone's sight was flooded by a fiery sword light.

"Shit!"

This is the sound of Jianguang cutting through the palm print.

Jianguang was reduced by one third, and under everyone's nervous gaze, he continued to slash towards the withered old man.

The withered old man is worthy of being a Hunyuan Quadruple Powerful, and his mind is far beyond ordinary people. After the initial panic, he quickly recovered his calm, and then walked around, his figure turned into an electric light.

With a sneer, the sword light wiped the withered old man's figure, severely chopped down, and the hard rock was cut into a deep gully under the sword.

"Puff!!!"

Just when everyone was in shock, the withered old man had his body bent, and a stream of red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, although he was dangerous and avoiding the previous sword, he was still injured by the aftermath. It seemed that the injury was unclear.

"How is it possible, you...you..."

After stabilizing his figure, the withered old man ignored the blood wiping the corners of his mouth, and looked at Lu Chen with shock.

Lu Chen killed Hong Li. He saw it with his own eyes. In his poor cognition, although Lu Chen was strong, he was only a half-step Hunyuan realm cultivation base, in terms of vitality concentration. , At this point in the battle, the vitality in the body should have been exhausted long ago.

At least, the strength should be greatly reduced.

However, from the previous sword, Lu Chen's combat power seems to be faintly stronger.

At this moment, Mu Yu's eyes were also unsure. He was not a fool, and he naturally saw Lu Chen's unusualness.

For a half-step mixed elementary realm martial artist, even if he cultivates the heavenly mental method, the richness of elemental power cannot support such a consumption.

Speaking logically, Lu Chen's vitality should have been exhausted long ago.

The result now is that Lu Chen has no signs of exhaustion.

I'm afraid that even if Mu Yu wants to break his head, he can't think that Lu Chen has such a heavenly material and earth treasure as Ten Thousand Years Stone Milk.

Before, after beheading Hong Li, Lu Chen took out Wannian Stone Milk from his storage ring without a trace and took it.

Just taking a drop of Ten Thousand Years Stone Milk, not only the vitality in the dantian is recovering at an astonishing speed, but the entire body injuries are also healed.

In the mind of the dry old man, Lu Chen naturally guessed something.

He smiled coldly and didn't explain, he just stepped out and appeared in front of the dry old man.