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With life and death at stake, Lu Chen didn't feel nervous at all.

There is only fighting spirit in his eyes.

The left eye is filled with golden light.

The right eye is clear and bright.

When the eyes are closed, it seems like the sun and the moon are turning.

This--

It is the true pupil of the sun and the moon.

His cultivation base broke through to the innate realm, and the sun and moon pupils advanced accordingly, becoming the true pupils of the sun and the moon.

In his eyes, the movements and trajectories of all the true essence and spiritual power in this world are clearly visible, and there is nothing to hide.

The eight-door golden lock formation arranged by eight innate masters including Li Ruohai, Ma Wancheng, and Sun Canghai, and the seven-star soul lock formation arranged by seven Daoist masters including Zhang Yuanxu, if it was Lu Chen before, he would be able to break through it with the help of the sun and moon pupils. , also takes a lot of time.

He must have not sorted out the clues and ideas before he was directly beheaded by the Eight Great Masters and the Seven Masters.

But after "Sun and Moon Pupils" evolved into "Sun and Moon True Pupils", his formation breaking ability increased more than a hundred times.

The two large formations in front of him seemed mysterious and complicated, but in his eyes, they were as simple as elementary school students' addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and they could be destroyed in an instant.

The sun and moon pupils can break all spells.

The true pupils of the sun and the moon can break through ten thousand spells in an instant!

"kill!"

Lu Chen pinched the sword with his fingertips, and countless sword qi burst out from his body.

It seems to come from the nine heavens, chopping through the void.

Like a dragon and a snake.

clack clack-

The seven pillars of spiritual energy that locked his soul instantly disintegrated and disappeared without a trace.

puff puff-

Seven people including Zhang Yuanxu vomited blood at the same time.

There was a Taoist with the weakest cultivation base, who suddenly screamed, his eyes were shattered.

Then, his head exploded directly.

Blood mixed with brains, soaring into the sky, it was spectacular.

But in a blink of an eye, Zhang Yuanxu and other seven Daoist real people suffered six injuries and one death, and the seven-star soul-locking formation was broken!

Surrounding and beating everyone, watching this appalling scene, they were all horrified!

While everyone was still amazed, Lu Chen's right eye burst into a blazing light.

Continue to pinch the sword formula, and the eight water swords are activated in an instant, as fast as lightning, and directly kill the eight innate masters who are rushing.

"When the scenery is open, it will bring good luck, if you are injured, you will be injured, if you are dead, you will die, and the eight golden locks, the changes are endless. But in my eyes, what is it?"

"break!"

The seven water swords clearly faced the seven warriors, and suddenly exploded, the water and fire mingled and turned into monstrous water vapor, stopping the seven warriors.

The last water sword headed towards Sun Canghai, the elder of the Qingcheng Sword Sect who was weaker among the three innate second-level powerhouses.

This person occupies the Jingmen.

When the water sword was slashing towards him, the eyes of the eight-door golden lock had switched to his position.

Just kill him.

The eight-door golden lock array can be broken!

"Boy, do you want to kill me with a water sword? Do you think I'm Li Chengfeng's trash?"

Sun Canghai roared, and the sword on his waist let out a dragon cry.

With a slash of the sword, the sword glows brightly, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and it rolls towards the water sword.

Lu Chen used one against eight, and was distracted to break the seven-star soul-locking formation first, so the power of this water sword is by no means great.

At best, it is the energy of a full-strength strike by a peak Huajin warrior.

Sun Canghai had been prepared for a long time, and he claimed that he could not be decapitated by a sword like Li Chengfeng.

Lu Chen's eyes were indifferent.

"In my eyes, you are not even trash."

"you!"

Sun Canghai was furious, and the light from the long sword in his hand was even more impressive.

Lu Chen drove the water sword, brazenly facing Sun Canghai's dazzling sword light.

The energy that Sun Canghai erupted at this moment was at least dozens of times that of this water sword.

According to common sense, Lu Chen's water sword can't even break through his sword light, and it will dissipate.

After all, this sword is the condensation of lake water, so how could it fight head-on with Sun Canghai's black iron sword?

But beyond his expectation——

The water sword came across.

His sword light, in front of the water sword, is like air.

Nothing could stop this apparently powerless water sword.

"The ups and downs of the sun and the moon, the movement of the stars, the movement and existence of all things in the universe, pay attention to harmony, this is the way of nature. I am very natural, you are very unnatural, and your body shield is full of loopholes. What can I do to stop me? "

Under Sun Canghai's astonished gaze, the water sword pierced through his one-meter-thick body-protecting sword energy.

Under Sun Canghai's disbelieving gaze, it just so lightly, tenderly, and extremely resolutely - passed over his neck.

Snapped--

Sun Canghai's head fell directly into the lake water, causing a small splash.

The blood mist mixed with the internal organs, soaring into the sky.

With a blow of the sword, Sun Canghai, the inner sect elder of the Qingcheng Sword Sect and a peerless powerhouse of the second congenital realm, was separated from his body.

The eight-door golden lock formation, broken!

Like Zhang Yuanxu and others, the remaining seven people, including Li Ruohai and Ma Wancheng, also had faces like gold paper and vomited blood.

Some of the weaker ones fell into the water with a plop.

"Pen here!"

Lu Chen drank in a low voice.

A big ebony hair as thick as a child's arm flew into his hand, soaring into the air, waving the hair casually.

"The blood of a man is heroic, and his heart is like iron.

Carrying a golden knife and wearing white jade.

Children's love, let's throw it away, Han Haizhi, only now.

The man travels thousands of miles with his sword, beheading Hu Jie all the way. "

The large ink-colored characters, full of blood, took shape in the void, and then flew onto the large rice paper in the banner.

"Murderous... not enough!"

Lu Chen squinted his eyes, "Wouldn't you be the one who put in the bid to sell the head, don't you hurry up and send the head of the item?"

He stopped writing and looked at Zhang Yuanxu, Ma Wancheng, Li Ruohai and others who had already been frightened.

They were all terrified.

There was deep regret in my heart.

But who would have imagined that the seemingly unattractive Lu Chen would be so powerful?

Nearly a hundred practitioners who coveted the magic mirror of Guizang and wanted to kill people to seize the treasure all looked ashamed and repented.

In the distance, there were more than 100 practitioners who suppressed their greed and did not attack Lu Chen, but they couldn't help but feel lucky.

Fortunately, there are no ghosts, otherwise, they might have to save their lives today.

Lu Chen is simply a living demon god!

Judging by his posture, he might have to lay down hundreds of corpses today, bleeding and drifting away before he would give up.

He feared that he would slaughter half of the entire cultivation world in southeast China with one sword!

After Lu Chen said "it's not enough", his body was boiling with sword intent again.

More than 20 water swords rose into the air and flew towards those practitioners who had been frightened for a long time.

puff puff puff-

The water sword gallops vertically and horizontally.

The scene was magnificent.

In a blink of an eye, the heads of more than 20 practitioners fell off in unison, blood mist rose to the sky, and blood qi filled the air.

It seemed that even the moon in the sky was stained with a faint blood color.

Lu Chen made 21 water sword strikes and beheaded 21 more people.

He raised his hand, attracted the big hair of black sandalwood, and continued to write.

"Set up a class with super ambitions, observe the Suwu Festival, sing Wumu Ci, and do Yishui farewell.

The fallen leaves are rustling, the blood of the strong men is hot, the cold wind is like a knife, and the mournful songs are loud.

And quickly cross the Tianshan Mountains, and sweep the dark night with a long bow.

At that time, we will drink Luoyang fine wine together and get drunk on Chang'an Mingyue. "

A few more lines of poems were formed in the void, spread out, and flew onto the rice paper.

The murderous intent became stronger and stronger.

With his hands behind his back, Lu Chen stood tall in the sky, his beard and hair flamboyant, like a fairy in the dust.

"Sword come."

A low drink.

Immediately—

The sea water boiled and rolled, setting off one column after another of water.

A total of hundreds of water jets rose from the sky, condensed into water swords, reflecting the moonlight, unprecedentedly bright, and went straight to Yunhan.

"Waiting for Xiao Xiao, do you know that there are 900 million sword immortals in the sky, and they have to lower their eyebrows even when they see me?"

He looked at Zhang Yuanxu, Li Ruohai, Ma Wancheng and the others: "It's your honor to die under my supreme sword."

Lu Chen raised his arm and pointed at the sky.

Immediately, the water vapor between the sky and the earth oscillated, and hundreds of water swords roared, turning into hundreds of rainbows penetrating the sun.

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