Emperor of Taikoo Chapter 64: Too weak

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Lu Chen raised his head, staring at the big handprints falling from the sky above, and pursing his lips, his eyes also became bitter in an instant.

"Qiang!"

He moved the tip of his right finger slightly, and the sixth form of Lei Lei swordsmanship cut out from bottom to top, the sword aura whistled, the air current was split by a sword and swept away from both sides.

"Shit!"

The sword qi and the big mudra were in instant contact. The next moment, to everyone's horror, the several zhang big mudra was like a bubble, it collapsed when touched, and was broken by everything, and the condensed and truthful palms also collapsed, turning into a little bit. The light spot disappeared between heaven and earth.

At the same time, the other three attacks were already present, and Lu Chen walked around with his feet, his figure flickering, and he easily avoided.

"Huh!"

As soon as he stood firm, Lu Chen didn't stop, he stomped on the ground and flew towards a hall master.

With the surging strength, he cut out a sword without hesitation.

"The sixth style of Lei Ben Lei sword technique, thunder and streamer!"

"Puff!"

The sword light flashed, and with the sound of thunder, that Ningyuan Sixth-tier Hall Master didn't even make a decent resistance. He was directly split by a sword from top to bottom, and he could not die again.

Easily beheaded a hall master, Lu Chen suddenly turned around, Sen Leng's aura locked a yellow robe old man, this person was the hall master of Ning Yuan Qizhong who took the big handprint before.

This person is also the only one of these hall masters who can cause star-point interference to Lu Chen.

So, this person must die!

"Old fellow, you go to die too!"

Lu Chen's voice was extremely cold, his vitality surged, he poured his five fingers into the long sword, cut out with a sword, and sang with thunder.

Hall Master Huangpao’s complexion changed and he hurriedly raised his sword to resist, but, as soon as he collided, there was only a clanging sound. The long sword in his hand burst every inch, and the power of the sword was undiminished. Down, brutally on his chest, brought out a shocking wound.

"Small mess, you're looking for death!"

At this moment, the other two hall masters had already reacted. Qi Qi yelled and issued the strongest blow, covering Lu Chen, trying to surround Wei and save Zhao, and save the life of Huangpao Hall Master.

Lu Chen waved his long sword at random, and a sword aura flew out, resisting the offensive of the two.

At the same time, his body shook suddenly, turning into an afterimage and rushing towards the hall master in yellow robe.

"Dead!"

In an instant deceived, Lu Chen punched out the second form of the Golem Fist without hesitation, and the Golem trampled.

"Crack!"

The old man in the yellow robe received Lu Chen's punch for life, his chest collapsed, and he let out a miserable cry, and flew upside down. Another blood spattered in the air, and his vitality disappeared!

"Plop!"

The dead body fell heavily to the ground, and everyone exclaimed when they saw it!

The five hall masters of the Blood Wolf gang, just took a few breaths, and three of them died. This amazing record made them tremble with cold hands and feet.

"Little beast, you, you are looking for death!"

The eyes of the remaining two hall masters were flushed, and they looked at each other without flinching. They moved their feet, one left and the other right, and they shot out at the same time.

"Ghost Slash!"

"Shattered Palm!"

The two attacks were performed at the same time, majestic and powerful. One left and one right, combined attacks, there was a faint sense of tacit understanding.

"The light of the fireflies, I also want to compete with Haoyue!"

Lu Chen moved his fingertips, and the long sword flicked dexterously at his fingertips. Then, his wrist flicked, and he slashed horizontally, and a huge sword energy flew towards the two old men in a semicircle.

"Shit!"

A slight harsh sound came, and the air was like a wave of water. It was cut apart in an instant and split into two.

"No!"

When the two old men saw this, they retreated, but it was too late, and the sword spirit relentlessly urged them to cross their moves.

Then, they only felt a bright light flashing past their eyes.

In the next instant, there was a pain in the waist, and the colorful world in his eyes gradually turned black and white, and the sound disappeared, and finally fell into complete darkness.

Plop, plop!

The two bodies fell to the ground regardless of front and back.

Silent, deathly silence, the spectators looked at the quadrupled stump, their teeth trembled, and a panic spread. After a long while, the sound of inhaling cold air came from the gap between the teeth.

With one sword, kill the two hall masters of Ningyuan Seventh Layer of the Blood Wolf Gang, this... how powerful this young man should be.

"You, who else wants to come up and die?"

Lu Chen held a sword in one hand, with a fierce look in his eyes, and scanned a circle of people from the blood wolf gang who were shrinking. Finally, he fixed his eyes on one person and provocatively said: "Come out, it's time to send you on the road!"

"Small miscellaneous, you, okay, okay..." Han Ying, with an extremely gloomy expression, laughed impatiently when he heard Lu Chen's words.

"Little miscellaneous, this gang leader swears, I will tell you to survive but not to die!"

The voice was somber and resentful. Lu Chen not only beheaded his son, but now even the five hall masters died in his hands. This made his killing intent towards Lu Chen already rise to its peak.

"Whoo!"

Suddenly, Han Ying swooped out, and an astonishing wave of vitality came out of his body. At the same time, with his five fingers, a dark iron rod appeared in his hand, his arms turned, and he slammed against Lu Chen. Come here.

"Om!"

The strength of Ningyuan Eightfold is definitely not to be underestimated. A random stick, heavy as a mountain, smashes the air every inch and bursts, shaking out waves visible to the naked eye, just like a drop of water falling on the water.

Feeling the explosive power of Han Ying's stick, Lu Chen secretly glanced at the corner of his mouth. The strength of Han Ying, the eighth layer of Ning Yuan, was weaker than Lin Feng!

It's easy to deal with such an enemy!

"Is this the strength you rely on? In my opinion..."

Lu Chen shook his head and sighed, "Too weak!"

When the sound fell, an amazing wave of vitality burst out from him, and then his five fingers fisted, and his left arm blasted like a gun!

"The second form of Golem Fist, Golem tramples!"

"Clang!"

Under everyone's nervous gaze, Lu Chen shook his fist and the black iron rod fiercely with a fist and a terrifying power.

Following the loud noise was a terrible shock wave, spreading around the two of them.

Kaka...

Under the violent collision of the two, the bluestone ground finally couldn't bear it, and cracks appeared one after another, getting bigger and bigger, and more and more. Finally, with a bang, the earth collapsed.

Those who watched the battle in the distance were uncomfortable, and were directly hit by the shock wave and flew out.

"Puff!"

Looking at the two fighting men again, Han Ying suddenly shook his body and staggered back a few steps. As soon as he stabilized his figure, he snorted and a trace of red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"The sixth style of Lei Ben Lei sword technique, thunder and streamer!"

Han Ying fisted back, Lu Chen moved his feet and rushed out. At the same time, with a flick of his wrist, a sword qi flew out and slashed towards Han Ying.

Almost at the same time, Han Ying's figure flashed, and he almost escaped Lu Chen's attack.