Emperor of Taikoo Chapter 67: Sword Yuan

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"Since Brother Lu is the young Shura, the last place should go to you!" Su Linger took the lead in expressing his position.

Yang Mu, a disciple of the Flame Sect of the First Grade Sect, nodded in agreement, and said: "I have no opinion!"

Yuan Chenzong Xiao Li didn't like Lu Chen in his heart, but the two of them were also the same sect, and they nodded immediately.

Shi Jun remained silent at last, without objection.

"Now that you all agree, I announce that the quotas for this mission are Su Ling'er of Xue Xuezong, Shi Jun of Liuyun Pavilion, Jian Yuan of Shenjian Villa, Yang Mu of Fire Sect, and Yuan Xiao Li of Chenzong..."

"Hold on!"

Before the voice fell, it was interrupted by a voice.

When someone interrupted his speech, Yun Hen felt a little unhappy, frowning and looking at the speaker.

I saw that Jianyuan slowly stood up from his seat, and first smiled at Yunhen's symbolic apology. Then, turning around, staring at Lu Chen with eyes as sharp as eagles, he said: "My brother's arm was cut off by you?"

When it was mentioned, Lu Chen just smiled faintly. Since entering the hall, he has naturally seen the blue-clothed boy behind Jian Yuan.

For today's scene, he had already expected it.

Lu Chen shrugged and met Jian Yuan's gaze without any fear, and said, "Yes, I cut off that trash arm. What do you want?"

Since Jianyuan took the initiative to find faults, Lu Chen would naturally not give him a good face!

Ning Yuan eightfold, although his strength is strong, he is not afraid!

The blue-clothed boy behind Jianyuan heard Lu Chen's words, his face turned extremely gloomy, his arm clenched tightly, and his teeth were gritted, wishing to swallow Lu Chen alive.

However, he seemed to think of something immediately, and his gloomy expression quickly turned into a sneer.

In his opinion, Lu Chen's fate today will not be much better than him, or even worse!

"Hehe, just admit it." Jian Yuan held on the hilt of the sword with one hand, his momentum rose steadily, and said sternly: "Your right arm, I want it!"

"Really? It depends on whether you have that strength!"

Lu Chen got up and responded without fear.

As this sentence fell, his aura was also released, rising steadily, and in a blink of an eye, he has reached a terrifying level.

The aura of the two, constantly clashing and clashing in the dark, accelerated and rotated the airflow in the hall, forming a strong wind, and then whizzing out!

"This Lu Chen is really strong, and in terms of momentum, he is not weak. However, once he fights, he is destined to suffer a bit!"

"Isn't it, Jianyuan is Ningyuan's eight-fold cultivation base, even if Lu Chen kills Han Ying, the odds of winning are still slim!"

"It is estimated that it will not be able to fight. You must know that Yuan Chenzong is not only Lu Chen alone, but also Xiao Li watching. Once Xiao Li joins the battlefield, Jian Yuan will probably suffer."

"Well, there seems to be some truth."

Many disciples whispered and discussed, and from time to time they turned their attention to the direction of Yuan Chenzong's disciples.

Xiao Li's eyes drooped, and he naturally heard these comments.

At this moment, he was hesitant to help Lu Chen.

The disciples of the same discipline should advance and retreat together.

However, Lu Chen first ruthlessly wounded his fellow disciple, which made him feel unhappy and had a natural disgust for Lu Chen. Now let him help the latter, it is really reluctant!

As time passed, the aura of Lu Chen and Jian Yuan collided more and more violently, and they had already reached the brink of explosion.

The main reason why Jian Yuan hasn't made a move is that he is afraid of Xiao Li. He is waiting for Xiao Li's decision!

As long as Xiao Li decides to join the battlefield, he will decisively give up, and if it is Xiao Li...

Lu Chen naturally knew what Jian Yuan was thinking, he was not in a hurry, just waited with a sneer.

Finally, Xiao Li gritted his teeth and took a step back to express his decision.

Xiao Li's retreat made Jian Yuan no longer hesitate. Immediately, with a cold snort, Ning Yuan’s eight-fold majestic Yuan force suddenly exploded. In the hall, a terrifying shock wave was rolled up. The surrounding tables and chairs were all They were all shattered.

"Boy, your right arm, I want it!"

Suddenly, with a move of his right palm, the blue-purple three-foot long sword came out of its sheath, and under the blessing of Yuanli, it exuded a sharp force. While speaking, he moved his feet and flew towards Lu Chen.

Faced with the full-strength Jian Yuan, Lu Chen was not afraid of it. He grabbed his right hand and took out the long sword. The Yuan force was violently surging, and he used the Thunder sword technique.

The thick sword aura contains infinite explosive power, wherever it goes, the air is easily cut open, cutting out a vacuum sword mark.

"Small bugs, break it for me!"

A dignified look flashed in Jian Yuan's eyes, but he still tried his best to belittle Lu Chen.

While speaking, his speed suddenly increased, and under the blessing of speed, a bright blue-purple sword glow was instantly cut out.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the sword qi and the blue-purple sword glow intersected in midair, and everyone felt that their eyes lit up, their eyes were tingling, and they closed their eyes subconsciously. At the same time, a loud noise roared in the eardrums, shaking both ears. .

This was not over yet, and then a sharp wind swept across, and in the hall, the seats and dishes were all broken and turned into dust.

Some of the weaker sect disciples were also evasive, and were affected by the remaining power and flew out.

Look at the two combatants again, standing steadily in the center of strength, their clothes dancing.

Suddenly, both of them were shocked, and each took a half step back!

Several disciples who are slightly stronger, not being affected by the remaining force, saw this scene in their eyes, and all of them suddenly showed a touch of shock.

Lu Chen took the Jian Yuan sword abruptly, and it seemed that the two were evenly matched!

This result is a bit shocking.

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

As soon as Lu Chen stabilized his figure, there was a movement under his feet, and he rushed out with his five fingers clenched into a fist.

The force of the punch is permeated, and the air bursts wherever it passes, dragging a vacuum arc, and suddenly, the punch is like a mountain, and the cover is pressed down!

Jian Yuan's face changed slightly, and immediately, he swung a sword hastily.

The fist and the blue-purple long sword really collided, and only heard a clang, sparks splashed, fist strength and sword light intertwined, and there was a roar.

Some disciples in the main hall quickly backed away, lest they would suffer the fish again.

In the next moment, under everyone's horrified gaze, Lu Chen's left hand that was already ready to go shook abruptly, and the same golem was displayed by him.

Hardly blasted on the blue and purple long sword, and suffered two heavy blows in a row. The blue and purple long sword made of low-level spirit-level blue rock iron finally couldn't hold on. There was a buzzing sound, and the blade was bent to a terrifying range. Seeing it was about to break and open.

The victory or defeat, it seems to be about to be divided!

"Whoo!"

At this moment, from the crowd on the side, a figure suddenly swept towards Lu Chen, and at the same time, an attack was launched, blasting Lu Chen's heart.

The attack is strong enough to kill the ordinary Ningyuan Seventh Layer, and even threaten Ningyuan Eighth Layer.

If Lu Chen were bombarded unguarded, he would die forever.

This change happened so suddenly that everyone present was stunned for a while.