Emperor of Taikoo Chapter 441: The Essence of Wood

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The stall owner clutched his broken arm and looked at Lu Chen, who was shooting from him, his heart darkened.

He never thought that Lu Chen, a 17 or 18-year-old boy, could be so strong, and that he would act decisively and fiercely.

"Dancing wild geese all day, I was pecked by wild geese..."

This idea came up in the stall owner’s heart. He knew that this action was a stumbling block. Not only did the "Red Cangmu" not take it back, but he also lost a piece of his arm!

"Boy, this matter is not over, you broke my arm today, and you will definitely take your head in the future..."

With a bit of a bitter voice, the stall owner flashed, and he turned around and fled without hesitation.

"Want to go?"

Seeing that the stall owner turned and fled, Lu Chen sneered. Since he committed murder and interception, he must be prepared for death.

"Shoo!"

The vitality surged from his legs. Suddenly, Lu Chen's speed increased by several times, his body turned into an afterimage, and he chased and killed the stall owner.

The distance between the two is constantly being narrowed.

One thousand meters, five hundred meters, two hundred meters...

When the distance was reduced to one hundred meters, Lu Chen finally stopped being patient. With a sudden wave of his wrist, the Emperor Lan sword made a beautiful trajectory in mid-air. Immediately, a golden sword light flew out like lightning. After facing the stall owner, he furiously slashed away.

The stall owner can become a powerful player in the Vientiane Realm. His own methods are naturally not simple. The moment Lu Chen takes a shot, he will use the vitality, the vitality surging on his legs, and the footsteps of the mysterious footwork, the golden Jianmang escaped dangerously and dangerously.

However, Lu Chen’s first sword has just fallen, and the long sword is already raised again, luck, slashing...

The second sword qi shot out, the target is still the back of the stall owner.

Continuous movement.

Next, the third sword, the fourth sword...

"Puff!"

Finally, when Lu Chen slashed out the sixth sword, the stall owner couldn't avoid it, and his body was rubbed by the sword energy. Suddenly, his skin was spattered and blood splashed...

"The battle, it's time to end..."

Staring indifferently at the embarrassed figure in front, Lu Chen slowly raised the sword in his hand, with a'buzz', the long sword wrapped in Yuanli exuded a heart-pounding breath...

The stall owner who was fleeing in panic, for some reason, his body suddenly tightened, and his heart was also enveloped by a shadow of death.

"No, I am a strong person in the Vientiane Realm, how could I die in the hands of a junior..."

The stall owner who was shrouded in the shadow of death, his face was pale, his heart kept roaring...

At the same time, Lu Chen's body trembled slightly, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"It's a pity!"

Looking at the embarrassed figure close at hand, Lu Chen sighed slightly. After all, the long sword held high had never fallen.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but that he can't do it in his current state.

When fighting against the stall owner, Lu Chen forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body, and only then displayed 30% of his power. And now, the time has come, and the forcibly suppressed injuries are coming again. If he forcibly cuts out this sword, he will definitely increase his injuries and lose more than the gain...

"Little beast, I will meet again next time, I will let you survive but not die but not..."

The stall owner who was lucky enough to save his life, after escaping thousands of meters, his horrified heart finally calmed down, turned his head, his mouth closed, and the voice filled with resentment came far into Lu Chen’s ears. .

Wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lu Chen raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Next time, I will kill you!"

The voice fell, Lu Chen scanned the hidden warriors around him, turning away without saying a word.

When the figures of the stall owner and Lu Chen moved away from this place one after another, the nearby warriors dared to walk out of the hidden place. Then, there was a loud noise in this place.

……

Although the overall strength of Qingyang City is far higher than that of the Qiyue Dynasty and the Great Song Kingdom, there are still few Vientiane-level powerhouses, and the battle between the Vientiane-level powerhouses is even rarer.

Therefore, the battle between Lu Chen and the stall owner soon spread in Qingyang City.

Although this news has spread widely, no one knows the identity and face of Lu Chen.

At the same time.

The Lin family, in a VIP room.

Lu Chen sits on the bed quietly, eyes closed, running his mind, silently healing his injuries...

After this quiet practice lasted for an hour, Lu Chen let out a sigh of breath and slowly opened his eyes.

"It has been several days, and the injuries in the body show no signs of healing!"

With a light sigh, Lu Chen opened his palms, and Guanghua flashed, and a piece of red warehouse wood the size of an adult's palm appeared in his hand.

Under the dim candlelight, on the surface of the red warehouse wood, a faint red light was shining, and an imperceptible dragon breath also rushed toward the face.

Looking at it for a long time, Lu Chen pursed his mouth, and said, "This is indeed a piece of red warehouse wood, but it must not be simple to attract the spirit of the axe."

Yes, in Lingya Pavilion, the main reason why Lu Chen exchanged Red Cangmu from the hand of the Chinese clothing boy was because the spirit of the sky-opening axe quivered slightly.

According to past experience, Lu Chen is convinced that this seemingly ordinary red warehouse wood can make the sky-opening axe spirit respond. It must not be simple...

The vitality is permeated on the palm of the palm, and the pale golden vitality encloses the red warehouse wood.

With a thought, the Yuanli wrapped in the red warehouse wood began to rotate, like a wheel of grinding disc, rubbing the surface of the red warehouse wood.

"Shit!"

Sawdust splashes.

A moment.

The palm-sized red warehouse wood was peeled and shrunk in a circle.

Along with the shedding of the wood chips on the surface, the faint dragon breath exuded by the red warehouse wood also disappeared.

Lu Chen kept moving and continued to control Yuanli, carefully peeling off layers of sawdust.

Unconsciously, a layer of light red sawdust has accumulated under his feet.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, there was a soft, undetectable sound from the palm of the palm, and at the same time, a strong breath of life drifted out of the crack.

Lu Chen raised his brows slightly, and smelled the breath of life between his nose, and he felt a kind of airy feeling. The injuries in his body also showed signs of healing.

"This is..."

Looking at the egg-sized wooden block in his hand, Lu Chen's heart beat violently, the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Crack..."

With a light movement of the fingertips, the cracks on the surface layer became more and more, and in the end, it fell off with a soft sound.

The next moment.

What appeared in Lu Chen's eyes was a jade-like, crystal-clear essence of wood...

Yes, it's the essence of wood!

The essence of wood, often trees over ten thousand years old, has a chance to grow in the heart of the tree.

On the classification of ranks, at least the celestial ranks contain infinite vitality, which has the effect of life and death.

In terms of value, although the essence of this wood cannot be compared with the blood dragon wood, it is also a rare treasure for a thousand years...