"If I die, it will be because I have overestimated my own abilities and it has nothing to do with others."
Lu Chen said this.
"Lu Chen, you have killed countless strong men of my demon clan and are my eternal enemy. If I don't kill you, I swear you will not become a demon!"
The Lord of Demon City looked at Zhuo Qing and said, "If you don't interfere, I will duel with Lu Chen. Regardless of victory or defeat, I will retreat!"
Zhuo Qing thought about it for a while and finally nodded in agreement.
Zhuo Qing considered the overall situation. Although the most powerful warriors of the demon clan were defeated miserably, with the presence of the demon city lord, the demon clan army was still powerful and capable of fighting.
On the side of the sect leader, more than one million Xuantian disciples suffered heavy losses. If the Demon City lord insists on fighting regardless of the danger of the entire army being annihilated, no one knows how many outstanding Xuantian disciples will die. It is best to end this war as soon as possible.
The best ending.
Since Lu Chenhan is not afraid of death and so strongly demands to challenge the Demon City Lord alone, then just satisfy Lu Chen.
God knows how much potential that guy Lu Chen has?
Moreover, Lu Chen's realm has been broken through very quickly, and his combat power has always been unbearable.
From the first day he entered the branch sect, Lu Chen was very perverted, and he had already looked at Lu Chen differently.
What if Lu Chen suddenly gets mad and a miracle happens to defeat the Demon City Lord?
"Haha, Lu Chen, it is your lifelong honor to have this city lord personally come to take your life!"
The Lord of Demon City looked up to the sky and smiled, his aura was overwhelming and shocking.
At this time, almost all the powerful human beings around Lu Chen have fled. Who dares to stay there and wait for trouble?
Before, everyone thought that Lu Chen came over to quarrel with the Demon City Lord, get angry with the Demon City Lord, and pretend to be cool.
So, people with smart minds come over to rub me in the face.
Who knew that Lu Chen was not pretending, but actually wanted to challenge the Lord of the Demon City in a duel!
If you can't get this guy, why don't you leave and wait to die?
However, it was not that there was no one around Lu Chen, just not many.
Fei Long, Shangguan Jin, Quan Sheng, Ma Jia and Niu Ding did not leave.
It's just that each of these five people has different expressions and different levels of calmness.
Shangguan Jin is a swordsman who ignores life and death, thinks highly of himself, and behaves indifferently.
Quan Sheng is a stupid young man who never knows how to write the word "death". Especially when he has a treasure weapon and has practiced mid-level combat skills at the heaven level, he has become more powerful. Regardless of whether his skills are inferior to others, he will do it if he doesn't accept it, and he will die.
Pull him down, he is definitely a resounding guy with a flat head!
The vest and Niu Ding were weak in combat, so there was nothing to say. Their faces were livid, and they were obviously a little scared, but they didn't want to leave.
As for Fei Long...
Trembling!
"Senior brother, didn't you say you were pretending to be cool? Why are you pretending to be a wolf with a big tail? Did you lure the Lord of the Demon City down, did you seek death or commit suicide?"
The fat dragon has a green face and white lips, and his feet are swaying, looking like he can't wait to escape thousands of miles away.
"You are really fat and stupid. The main reason for today's battle is that the old demon wants to take revenge on me. If I don't kill him, he will definitely die of eating. If I don't eat the entire army of demons, he will not be finished."
Lu Chen glared at Fei Long and said, "Look at our people, both in the sky and on the ground, who have suffered heavy losses. If we continue to fight, we can wipe out the demon army, and half of Xuantian's disciples will also die. The gain is not worth the loss."
"But... you are no match for me."
Fat Dragon Road.
"I am!"
Lu Chen said firmly.
"impossible!"
Feilong also believed firmly.
"Are you scared?"
"Um."
"Get out of here if you're afraid."
"twitter!"
Feilong responded in surprise, as if he had received an imperial edict, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"This coward..."
Shangguan Jin frowned.
"Fat Dragon is not a total coward. Sometimes he gets mad and is quite brave."
Quan Sheng also frowned and defended Fei Long.
"You guys can go too."
Lu Chen watched the Lord of Demon City slowly descending and said to the others, "Quansheng, take your vest and Niu Ding and leave immediately!"
For Quan Sheng, that was a direct order, otherwise the brazen and fearless flat-headed brother would not have left.
"Shangguan Jin?"
Lu Chen couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that everyone had left and Shangguan Jin was still standing beside him with his hands folded.
"I am a strong person at the pinnacle of the first level, and my sea of consciousness has expanded to the extreme. I am not afraid of the strong people of the second level."
Shangguan Jin said confidently.
"You can force your physical body cultivation first."
Lu Chen shook his head. The sword cultivator's attack power is very strong, and it is not impossible to kill someone at a super level. However, the sword cultivator's body is just a piece of tile, which will break when touched. I'm afraid he will be beheaded before he can kill anyone.
Shang Zijin has never been able to kill a strong demon clan member, and he is registered with the demon clan. If he stays, the demon city lord will be the first to deal with him.
I'm afraid he was killed by the Demon City Lord before he even drew his sword, which is meaningless.
"Sword cultivators generally do not cultivate the physical body."
Shangguan Jin hesitated for a moment and then said, "Besides, there is no body-building technique suitable for sword cultivation in the world."
"I have. I'll teach you later. Just leave quickly. Otherwise, if you die, where will I go to smash your sword?"
Lu Chen urged Guan Jin with a tone that would not allow him to refuse.
"You're quite stingy. I remember breaking my sword."
Shangguan Jin smiled and was too embarrassed to linger any longer, so he walked away.
At this time, the Lord of Demon City happened to land down and face to face with Lu Chen, his eyes of hatred swept over Lu Chen.
"What are you looking at?"
Lu Chen asked with a smile.
"I'm looking at which part of your body is the most tender. I want to eat you alive!"
The Lord of Demon City chuckled. In his opinion, Lu Chen was a dead man!
You are only at the seventh level of the Yuan Dan Realm. No matter how strong your combat power is, you cannot be the opponent of the strongest Tiangang Tier 2 people.
This is not a question of strength, but a question of mental strength!
It is impossible to cultivate the power of the soul until you reach the second pole of Tiangang.
If your soul power is not strong, you will not have strong mental power. How can you resist his soul attack?
"My whole body is tender and all parts of it are delicious."
Lu Chen showed no fear at all. Instead, he teased the Lord of the Demon City, "But your meat is too old. It must be stewed until it's good enough to eat."
"You want to eat monster meat?"
The Lord of Demon City sneered.
"No, I just want you to stew it and feed it to the cat. I have a very cute kitten. I haven't eaten meat for a long time. It's so pitiful."
Lu Chen's reply made the Lord of Demon City smoke from his orifices.
Damn, you actually want to stew this city lord and feed it to the cat, what an insult to Chi Guoguo!
"go to hell!"
The Lord of the Demon City did not use his soul power, but grabbed Lu Chen with a big hand, wanting to test Lu Chen's strength.
That grab was so powerful that it shattered the space, made the earth roar, and the powerful energy locked onto Lu Chen!
"Well, it has at least three billion kilograms of strength. It is indeed much more powerful than a very strong person!"
Lu Chen nodded, acknowledging that the power of the Demon City Lord was something that could not be compared to those of the so-called demon clan strongmen.
But recognition is recognition, and a move is a move. Naturally, he will not sit back and wait for death, but will point out his sword and rush forward.