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Lu Chen drew his sword.

All he has is a knife.

The light of the sword is like snow, the energy of the sword is like a light, and the sword's intention is vertical and horizontal.

He is only one person.

Shengsheng wielded the power that only a thousand troops and horses charge.

Ding ding ding ding——

The sound of gold and iron colliding continued to resound.

The sword energy is like a dragon, and the sword light is like electricity.

Countless figures criss-crossed.

In an instant, they stood apart.

Lu Chen stood on the spot, holding the knife firmly, his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

The eyes of the twelve women in Tsing Yi were all terrified.

Their sword array can display the strength of four innate first-level masters working together.

When encountering an ordinary innate master, he can directly crush and kill him instantly.

Even if they encounter the second innate realm, they can be forced to retreat.

Lu Chen could only stop their first wave of offensives with his strength cultivation.

Their cognition was completely subverted.

"I'll drink another pot and come to ask for advice."

Lu Chen walked to the outer circle, grabbed the second jug of poisoned wine, looked up and drank it without looking or smelling it, and swallowed it all in an instant.

"Good wine, good wine!"

He laughed like a madman, and charged into the sword array again.

"Don't you see, Gaotang Mingjing is sad and white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening turns into snow!"

What I read are impassioned poems, expressing his heroic spirit.

Take the initiative to take out the knife.

With a change in the sword's posture, the majestic vigor coming from the water of the Yellow River into the sky has turned into a desolate feeling of fleeting life and fleeting youth.

Since ancient times, beautiful people are like famous generals, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world.

This style of knife technique has the beauty of broken flowers, the calmness of powerful mountains and rivers, and the freedom and ease of eternity.

It weighs a thousand pounds.

As light as a feather.

Incomparably contradictory, yet incomparably harmonious.

This is his knife.

"Form the formation and go all out!"

The woman in charge looked horrified, she had never seen such a mysterious sword technique, and quickly ordered to attack with all her strength.

This time the charge was still a tie.

Lu Chen didn't break their sword array.

There was nothing they could do to hurt him.

Every move and style of his is to attack the enemy and save him.

They are all subtle to the extreme, and they are in harmony with the principles of the great way.

With just a little effort, they can be broken with ten successes.

"The sword array is a good sword array, and the wine is also good wine, but it's not enough."

Lu Chen withdrew from the sword array and continued to drink.

"Life is full of joy, don't let the golden bottle face the moon!"

The third pot.

"I was born to be useful, and I will come back after the money is gone."

The fourth pot.

"It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter cows, and you will have to drink three hundred cups!"

The fifth pot.

He drank three pots in one go.

Impassioned and heroic.

Just like the rebirth of a banished immortal.

He rushed into the sword array again.

The knife's momentum changed again.

Every movement seems to have a strange rhythm, beating the beat in the humming mountain wind.

And sad and angry and mad!

Although there are only a few ordinary movements, they are made by him with solemnity.

Careful like a cocoon.

It is as exquisite as bamboo and silk.

It is as chic as brushing ink.

That is not just swinging a knife, but a kind of piety that enshrines life in a high hall!

This is a true swordsman, with an understanding of life, dissatisfaction with fate, and freedom of reincarnation.

Where the Tao is, although there are thousands of people, I go alone!

Good man, for the sake of morality in your heart, you should kill all the way!

Kill him, his blood will flow into rivers, and millions of corpses will be buried.

In the direction of Lu Chen's blade, the sky and the earth were covered with a thick layer of blood.

The twelve women were forced by the saber energy, their breaths were disordered and their faces were flushed.

It's not that they are not as strong as Lu Chen.

Instead, he was suppressed by Lu Chen in terms of philosophy and martial arts.

I just feel that this person is the descendant of a god, and they are just mortal ants.

Absolutely unable to compete, just want to kneel down and worship.

This time they rushed to the battle, they couldn't even maintain the balance of power.

It was obviously an extremely powerful sword formation, and there were obviously twelve people, none of whom were weaker than Lu Chen, but they were suppressed by him one by one.

I have no temper.

I just want to bow down.

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"Pavilion master... who is he? What kind of sword technique is this?"

"Such a magical and mysterious sword technique, even a celestial being and a martial sage, would not be able to use it. He is just cultivating strength, no matter how every move of his sword can coincide with the principles of heaven and earth, even the aura of the surrounding ten miles of heaven and earth can be suppressed by him. Trench movement? Isn’t this the supernatural power of a congenital master?”

"Also, he obviously drank so much poisonous wine, why is nothing wrong? Is he really invulnerable to all poisons?"

The women onlookers watched Lu Chen drink the poisoned wine again and again, rushing forward again and again, their hearts trembled, their bodies trembled, and their souls trembled.

It is really--

too tough.

too elegant.

Too domineering.

The beauty of harmony, the beauty of grandeur, the great wind, the great scenery and the great pride.

"I...how do I know...he...he monster."

Shang Hongye murmured, his face turned pale, and he was also quite frightened.

With the cultivation base of her innate master, she can still see something.

For example, Lu Chen's saber technique has already entered Taoism and reached its peak.

As a swordsman in this world, he is afraid that no one can stabilize his head.

For example, Lu Chen can move the aura of heaven and earth with the state of Huajin. It is obvious that he is the kind of peerless genius who claims to have the strongest talent in the practice world-a Taoist.

For example, Lu Chen must have cultivated some kind of weird and mysterious kung fu, which can be invulnerable to a certain extent.

The three guesses by Shang Hongye were basically right.

Lu Chen's sword skills are the best in the world.

He is a Taoist, and he is also the first Taoist to enter the Tao at the level of Mingjin throughout the ages.

Of course he is a peerless genius, none of them, the number one cultivation talent in the world, no one can compare.

As for the invulnerability of a hundred poisons, of course it relies on the "Essence and Blood Wheel Seal".

Although the poison they put into the wine is powerful, it is far from the most powerful poison in the cultivation world, that is, the level of crane crest red, arsenic, and five poison powder.

With the "Essence and Blood Wheel Seal", it is not difficult to dissolve this toxin.

"not enough!"

Lu Chen withdrew from the sword formation.

This time he charged into the formation, he only suppressed the twelve women in green clothes, but it was a little bit of meaningless to break the sword formation.

The knife technique is a bit off, and the wine is also a little bit off.

Then keep drinking!

He withdrew from the sword formation, and the twelve women in Tsing Yi breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Only when you really face Lu Chen, you will know how fierce, ruthless, and domineering this kid is once he charges forward.

It's like the scorching sun, shining brightly and majesticly, without giving people a chance to breathe.

They all took advantage of the time when Lu Chen went to drink, adjusted their breathing with all their strength, and recovered their true energy.

They knew that Lu Chen's next charge would definitely be stronger than the previous three, and they might have made up his mind to break their sword formation directly.

"Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, you are about to drink, don't stop drinking!"

The sixth pot.

"Sing a song with Jun, please listen to me."

The seventh pot.

"The bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, but I hope I won't wake up after being drunk."

The eighth pot.

"The ancient sages are lonely, but the drinkers leave their names!"

The ninth pot!

This time, Lu Chen drank four pots in one breath, even with his drinking capacity, he was a little overwhelmed, his drunken eyes were blurred, and his steps became staggering.

Only the pupils of the eyes became brighter.

Bright as the stars, bright as the sun!

"The young master is here to break the formation!"

With a loud shout, he stopped Bai Ziqie and rushed into the sword array again.

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