Emperor of Taikoo Chapter 632: Slay the purple-robed old man

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"Get out of the way, I will spare you not to die!"

Lu Chen glanced at the purple-robed old man indifferently, and said coldly.

Hearing Lu Chen's arrogant words, the purple-robed old man was startled at first, then furiously countered and laughed in a gloomy tone, "Boy, do you know who you are talking to? Do you know it? Proudly, what consequences should you suffer?"

Hearing the gloomy voice of the purple-robed old man, Lu Chen's expression remained unchanged, shook his head, and said faintly: "The last sentence, get out, or die!"

The voice is flat and lacking contains incomparable self-confidence, as if what he said can definitely be done.

"Boy, don't be ashamed!"

The purple-robed old man was kicked by Lu Chenqi, and there seemed to be flames in his eyes.

"Huh!"

The purple-robed old man rushed out, his vitality boiled, and the big knife he held in his hand suddenly shook. In an instant, the sharp blade burst out, slamming into the vitality of Lu Chen's body.

The purple-robed old man is a powerful celestial phenomenon with five peaks. Dealing with ordinary astronomical four-fold warriors, he can solve it with a single knife. Therefore, he is confident that after a single knife, Lu Chen must separate his body and die on the spot!

"Blood Sea Sword Technique!"

The blade light whizzed out, and in an instant it was approaching Lu Chen's whole body. The purple-robed old man flashed his eyes and uttered a low drink. The blood-colored vitality from the big sword surged out, and the swords that exploded at Lu Chen Mang, his power suddenly increased several times, sending out a wave that made everyone's heart palpitating.

"Get out of here!"

However, in the face of the purple robe elder who must kill, Lu Chen grinned at the corner of his mouth and sneered. He stepped out instead of retreating. The moment his feet landed, a burst of bursts burst out all over his body. The violent golden vitality swept out like a hurricane.

At the same time, Lu Chen took a deep breath, pinched his right palm into a fist, and blasted out with a punch, blasting away with the amazingly powerful sword.

"Looking for death!"

Seeing Lu Chen’s move, the purple-robed old man was not surprised and rejoiced. He ridiculed, and immediately, his face became cold, and his murderous intent was revealed. He unreservedly urged his vitality to urge this move to the extreme, wanting Kill Lu Chen with a slash.

Under the blessing of the violent Yuanli of the purple-robed old man, an extremely sharp knife aura burst out from the broad sword, and it shook together with Lu Chen's fist.

"Clang!"

The **** sword energy that can break through the mountains and rocks, slashed on Lu Chen's golden fist, but there was a sound of gold and iron clinking, sparks splashing everywhere.

When the purple-robed old man saw this, he showed a look of astonishment. He never expected that he would return without success with his full strength, without hurting Lu Chen at all.

And just when he was shocked, he heard a click, the power of the golden fist exploded, crushing the **** sword energy like a rotten tear, and then, carrying the unparalleled power to suppress everything, he blasted away at the purple-robed old man.

"Clang!"

The crisp sound of golden and iron cries spread again. At the critical moment, the purple-robed old man drew his knife back to defend, blocking Lu Chen's tyrant's punch. Of course, he didn't use his full strength in a hasty, directly Shocked by the fist and retreated.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and there was an uproar. On the side of the gods, the expressions of many warriors changed drastically. The purple-robed old man is the highest voice in Heiyashan, and he is also the first strong. If he loses , Who else is Lu Chen's opponent?

The captured warriors smiled relievedly. They saw hope from Lu Chen, the hope of life...

"With this strength, I dare to stop me, I really don't know how to write the dead words." Lu Chen sneered, and the palm of Yuanli's diffused hand suddenly lifted up and slapped the purple-robed old man in the air.

The purple-robed old man who had just stabilized the trend of retreat, saw Lu Chen's attack again, and he had no time to be alarmed by the terrible power of Lu Chen's combat power. With a low cry, his body's vitality whizzed out without any reservation, with a single blow Cleaved down, the blood-colored vitality surged out, turning into a fierce sword light, resisting the fierce palms that came.

"Puff!"

At the moment of holding his palm, he only felt a terrible force surge, his figure was shaken, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The purple-robed old man showed a look of horror, and a strong anxiety surged in his heart. He gave Lu Chen a fierce look, as if he wanted to engrave Lu Chen's face in his mind, and immediately gritted his teeth and decided. Withdraw.

Lu Chen's combat power really shocked him. It was beyond his expectation. It was not he could cope with it, and his life and death were unpredictable. Therefore, he decided to escape from here.

As for the captives, if they were saved, they would be saved. In the two-year war, there were countless warriors captured by the strongmen of the gods. There is no shortage of these, and there is no need to take their own lives for this.

"I said, since you choose to take action, you will save your life!" How could Lu Chen let him leave easily, his feet slammed on the ground, and his figure rushed away, flashing. Across a thousand meters, appeared in front of the old man in purple robe.

"The blood is overwhelming!"

Seeing Lu Chen chasing after him, the purple-robed old man's eyes flashed a fierce, low growl, and the blood-colored vitality burst on his right palm. As he slapped it, the blood-colored vitality boiled. Condensed into a **** waterfall, washing towards Lu Chen.

Facing the **** waterfall, Lu Chen's speed increased without decreasing, and with a backhand grip, the Black Abyss sword was in his hand, his wrist flicked, and a golden sword light fell like a galaxy, shooting out from top to bottom.

With a sound of ‘chiff’, the Scarlet Waterfall was vulnerable to a blow and was easily cut open by the golden sword light.

The purple-robed old man shook his body severely, a painful muffled sound in his throat, his stature was unstable, and he staggered back.

"Dead!"

Lu Chen's eyes burst with fierce light, with a stern shout, his arms raised and lowered, with a bang, a golden sword light swept away, and under the horrified eyes of the purple-robed old man, he slashed away. .

After the purple-robed old man encountered Lu Chen's tyrannical attacks one after another, he was already exhausted and unable to continue. Faced with this sword, he had plenty of energy but lacked his strength. He could only watch the sword light approaching infinitely. , Get closer, zoom in, zoom in...

"Puff!"

The sword light was fleeting, bringing up a ray of blood.

The horrified look on the face of the purple-robed old man also suddenly solidified, and then, his pupils gradually enlarged, his body softened and he fell to the ground.

As the purple-robed old man died, the bodies of the two groups of people at the entrance of the dungeon were shocked severely, one was panic, and the other was pleasantly surprised...

With one hand, the purple-robed old man's storage ring was taken into the center by him, and the divine sense penetrated it, swept it at will, nodded with a full face, and then put it in his arms.

After doing this, he turned his gaze to the entrance of the dungeon again, and saw Lu Chen's gaze, the warriors on the side of the gods were all face like dust...

Lu Chen can kill the purple-robed old man with his own power, and he has enough strength to sweep these people. Therefore, as long as he wants to, all the warriors of the strong side of the gods can't escape the fate of death.