A beam of bright light came from Zhang Yue's hand. The Shuiyue Sword could not withstand the sword energy of the seventh level of Splitting Yuan. The sword was already about to collapse, but it was still firmly restrained by Zhang Yue.
At this moment, Zhang Yue suddenly withdrew her true power, and countless sword fragments exploded and engulfed Yao Xing.
"ah!"
The incident happened suddenly. Even though his cultivation level was far higher than Zhang Yue's, Yao Xing was still caught off guard. His lower body was hit by countless broken lights. An unprecedented pain swept through his body, and the burden on his crotch suddenly lightened...
Realizing what had happened, he suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar and furiously struck out with his palm: "Smelly girl, I want to kill you, kill you!"
Zhang Yue flew away as soon as he made a move, but he was still a step too late and was hit by his air-piercing palm. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth and he fell far away.
"I will cut you into pieces, and you will never be reincarnated!" With a roar, Yao Xing rushed towards Zhang Yue crazily. His energy swelled, and a giant pillar reaching the sky was actually formed in his palm.
elephant.
"team leader!"
Huang, who was seriously injured, wanted to save his life, but was unable to do anything because he was hundreds of feet away. He could only watch Yao Xing's killing palm approaching Zhang Yue——
Twenty feet!
Ten feet!
Three feet!
"Bang!"
Yao Xing punched out hard, and the columnar true energy was stamped hard on the object. A shocking sound echoed in all directions, shaking up a space.
The dizzy expressions still remain on the faces of the Luo family disciples, Feng Wusheng's cruelty has not retreated, and even Yao Xing's roar still lingers in his ears...
Everything is strangely stagnant!
In the sight, a figure in a mysterious robe was half-kneeling on the ground quietly, his robes swaying like angry waves, while Zhang Yue was firmly protected by him in front of his chest. Even though the wind and sand danced around him, and the gravel flew around, he could not be hurt.
To the point of Zhang Yue.
"Chen, Brother Chen?" Zhang Yue, who thought she was going to die, slowly opened her eyes, but what came into view was a face she had never expected. She was stunned for a long time: "Is it really you?"
"Sister Yue, I'm late."
Staring at her pale cheeks and bloodshot lips, Luo Chen felt a pain in his heart. Even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he could guess how much effort Zhang Yue had put into searching for him these days.
"You, are you okay? Are you really okay!?" Zhang Yue grabbed Luo Chen's arm tightly, and in her excitement, she coughed out a mouthful of blood.
Luo Chen hurriedly stuffed a small Huiyuan Pill into her body. When he saw the blood on her chest, a crazy killing intent arose. He gently kissed Zhang Yue's forehead: "You need to rest for a while first.
Wait until I kill them."
Zhang Yue blushed. Even though she knew that Luo Chen's kiss did not contain any lust, a strange soft feeling still swept through her body, and she closed her eyes subconsciously.
"Luo Chen!"
Feng Wusheng suddenly laughed loudly, and the laughter was full of resentment and joy: "God has eyes, and I didn't ask you to die in the ruins. God has eyes! Senior Yao, don't kill him, I will kill him
Torture him for ten days and ten nights, and then reward him with pleasure——"
Suddenly, his vicious expression stopped, and a look of shock emerged!
In the sight of everyone, Luo Chen was holding Zhang Yue in his arms, approaching Yao Xing step by step, while Yao Xing seemed to be stunned, standing motionless. This posture did not seem to be fearless, but instead carried a hint of fear.
It was indescribable horror. Looking at his facial features, they were actually knitted together due to extreme fear...
"You can die."
Luo Chen strolled past Yao Xing, and a cold pronouncement fell.
When his body was about three feet away, Yao Xing's body suddenly swelled up, inflating dozens of times as if inflated, and then there was a "bang" sound...
Just explode!
An extremely weird atmosphere enveloped the entire place.
"Run away quickly! This is a powerful person in the heavenly realm, with cultivation in the aura realm!"
Suddenly, Yao Ji let out a violent roar that was extremely frightening. He had followed Mo Qingkong, the master of the Datong Palace, for quite some time, and he could tell at a glance that Yao Xing's strange behavior was clearly caused by being enveloped by an aura.
Although he couldn't believe that Luo Chen was already a powerful man at such a young age, but with the facts in front of him, it was naturally more important to save his life. He spread out his body skills and was about to catch up with the blue-winged eagle he came on, and escape for his life.
"You dare to hurt someone from my Luo family, and you still want to live?"
Luo Chen said calmly, and suddenly punched the void, sending out ten twisting and tearing forces, making the area ten feet in front of him seem to have turned into a strangulation purgatory.
"ah!"
Yao Ji let out a miserable roar, his body was twisted into pieces, and he was too dead to die.
"No, it's impossible!"
Feng Wusheng roared in disbelief: "You can't be a powerful person in heaven, it's impossible!" When Yao Ji shouted and reminded him, he didn't quite believe it, but Luo Chen killed one of them with a punch at will.
The power of the ninth-level powerhouse was like a bucket of ice water being poured down his head, and he couldn't help but harbor any illusions.
The disciples of the Feng family who came with them hesitated for a moment, and suddenly someone shouted: "He is young and his cultivation base must not be enough. He killed two ninth-level experts and his own losses must be serious! Brothers, follow me and kill him."
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The fourteen core disciples of the Feng family subconsciously obeyed the order and rushed forward. The light of swords and shadows filled the void and enveloped Luo Chen.
At this moment, Luo Chen still hugged Zhang Yue quietly, his expression remained motionless, as if he had no idea that the murderous intention was approaching.
A look of ecstasy flashed in the eyes of the leading disciple, and then a strong murderous intention emerged, and the long knife struck Luo Chen: "Go to hell for me!"
At that time, Luo Chen slowly raised his head, the mocking look in his eyes was extremely strong, and he whispered word by word from his lips: "Sword! Qi! Return! One!"
Condensing the true power into sword energy, illusory like the sea, returning to one!
The highest secret skill of the Luo family's secretly split yuan sword, now coupled with Luo Chen's own insights, after forming the sword's power, the power has been upgraded to the fifth level.
A domineering aura that threatened to annihilate the gods and Buddhas in the world with one sword exploded away. Before the Huanghuang Sword Qi arrived, all the Feng family disciples felt as if their hearts had been cut in half. They were extremely shocked.
A feeling of fear swept through my body.
"Boom!"
The long knife that hit Luo Chen's head was like a fragile bamboo tube, cracking into countless pieces. Just touching the sharp edge of the sword energy, it was shattered into pieces.
The leading Feng family disciple seemed to have been cut by an invisible sharp blade, and his entire body was silently split into two halves.
"Ah, no! Don't kill me!"
The remaining Feng family disciples were stunned by the horrifying scene. Although they also had six or seven levels of cultivation, they had no chance to resist Luo Chen's sword. There were constant puffs and puffs amid the fierce roars.
Gorgeous blood flowers exploded from their foreheads.
Luo Chen twisted his fingers, and the volley sword disappeared from the palm of his hand. He stepped slowly over, and bodies fell down one after another wherever he passed, with disbelief written all over their faces——
Kill fourteen core disciples of the Feng family with one sword!
Everyone was shocked. It took too short time for Luo Chen to kill Yao Xing and the two of them, and they had not yet reacted. Now they clearly saw Luo Chen swinging his sword, and more than a dozen martial arts masters died on the spot. Such a strong feeling
Shock spread throughout their bodies, making them almost unable to believe their eyes...
A master of cultivation defies heaven and looks down on the common people on campus. He is reborn as a dragon. He is a free and happy saint. He is an official and a demon. He is the descendant of the divine dragon. He is the descendant of the dragon.