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Zhao Wuji is dead.

Lu Chen is still alive.

He is naturally the winner of this battle.

He stood in the air with his hands behind his back and his eyes were cold.

Looking at Zhao Wuji's headless body tossing and sinking in the lake water, no more expressions could be seen on his face.

silence.

There was a dead silence in the arena.

No one speaks.

No one dared to speak.

They looked at the man in the sky who looked like a real fairy coming to the dust, like a god descending into the world, with extremely complicated emotions in their eyes.

Shock.

fear.

worship.

Envy.

In the end, it all turned into deep awe.

They know that they are witnessing the rise of a myth.

Lu Chen, the exiled immortal in this world, on the East Lake, slashed Zhao Wuji, the leader of the Qinglong Society, and achieved the name of being invincible in Haicheng.

Fabulous.

Domineering and unparalleled.

……

"Lu Lang..."

Xia Shiqing watched this scene with tears in her eyes, covered her mouth and cried.

Excited.

The girl Qianqian hurriedly supported her, her eyes were also extremely moist.

It's really... too shocking!

She looked at the man in the sky who was as handsome and powerful as a god, and felt like a girl's heart was about to burst out of her!

Don't say it's them Huaichun girls.

Even those big men in their tens of years are extremely excited at the moment.

"The banished immortal, please accept my obeisance!"

"My lord, please accept my respect!"

I don't know who took the lead, and everyone bowed down one after another.

Then, it turned into a mountain roar and a tsunami.

"Lu Chen Lu Baxian, No. 1 in Haicheng!"

"After today, I, a monk in Haicheng, must respect Immortal Lu Ji."

"Master Lu Chen, please suppress my luck in Haicheng from now on!"

From this moment on, the practitioners in Haicheng recognized Lu Chen's status from the bottom of their hearts.

Well-deserved No.1.

What he said should be the truth of Haicheng.

He said that the Azure Dragon Society is unreasonable, so there should be no more Azure Dragon Society in Haicheng in the future!

……

"Win, win... Brother Jing Lue, Xiao Lu won!"

On a cruise ship.

Zhao Changsheng watched Lu Chen behead Zhao Wuji, his heart was agitated, and he was so excited that he was almost incoherent.

"Mr. Lu... really is a peerless beauty. Dang Fu is a big white, Dang Fu is a big white!"

Li Jinglue was also extremely excited.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and said seriously:

"Brother Changsheng, Mr. Lu beheaded Zhao Wuji and fulfilled his promise. Next, it's up to us."

Zhao Changsheng nodded and said solemnly:

"Brother Jinglue, I will send an order immediately to launch a big operation in Haicheng. We must uproot the forces of the Azure Dragon Society, wipe out the cancer in Haicheng, and give me a clarification in Haicheng, a peaceful and prosperous world!"

Zhao Changsheng's words were spoken with enthusiasm, a bit like an old man talking about a teenager going crazy.

"Brother Changsheng, go ahead and do it. I, Li Jinglue, will do my best to support Zhao Wuji. With Zhao Wuji's death, the Azure Dragon Society is now without a leader. If you and I join hands, we will definitely be able to do a great merit for the 3000 million people in Haicheng. !"

Li Jinglue said that he was full of pride and enthusiasm.

……

After beheading Zhao Wuji, Lu Chen felt indescribably happy.

The boiling true essence in the body became quieter, and actually solidified a lot.

The cultivation level of the first congenital second realm has advanced by leaps and bounds again, reaching the consummation of the congenital second realm.

Although he didn't break through, it was better than at least half a year of penance.

"Zhang Zai once said that it is the highest pursuit of a gentleman to establish a heart for the world, to establish a life for the people, to inherit the knowledge of the past, and to create peace for all generations."

"I beheaded Zhao Wuji and created the best opportunity for Uncle Zhao and Mr. Jing Lue to eliminate the cancer of the Qinglong Society. This is a great merit for the 3000 million people in Haicheng."

"Because of this, my Dao heart is clear, and the realm of martial arts will naturally be brave and diligent. No wonder my grandfather told me that a martial artist can only be truly invincible in the world, and even tyrannical, only if he understands his own Dao heart and implements his own Dao heart. Absolutely forever."

"My martial arts state is advancing rapidly. Even those big aristocratic families and disciples of great sects who rely on natural materials, earth treasures, and panacea as food, few can compare to me. Isn't it because I have been implementing my true meaning of martial arts? Is it?"

Thinking of this, Lu Chen became even more determined.

but--

There was still some frustration in his heart.

Haven't spit it out yet.

"Everyone, there is Xiao Xiao who harmed me. Lu Chen will kill this beast first, and then I will exchange martial arts with you."

After Lu Chen finished speaking, he opened his hands and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards an ancient temple hundreds of meters away from the East Lake.

He could feel that Ning Daoqi, the young man who plotted to assassinate him with the "blood-streaked steel needle", was hiding here and cast the spell.

He beheaded Zhao Wuji, but in an instant.

Hurry up now, Ning Daoqi will never escape in time!

……

In an ancient temple about 800 meters away from East Lake.

The ancient temple is Guandi Temple.

There is a statue of Guandi Shengjun, which is more than 20 meters high.

A few middle-aged men dressed as Taoist priests sat cross-legged together, their auras shaking.

The person at the head is immortal and powerful, with extraordinary bearing.

It was Hongmen's number one military division, the second place "White Paper Fan" Ning Daoqi who was only below Wang Xuance in the Lower Jiuliu.

In the middle of the place they surrounded, there was a puppet about fifty centimeters high.

The appearance of this puppet is eight or nine points similar to Lu Chen.

There are many silver needles pierced on the puppet's head.

Led by Ning Daoqi, the faces of these Taoist cultivators were a little pale, and their bodies were all wet with sweat.

"middle!"

Ning Daoqi shouted suddenly, and tapped the puppet's chest with his fingers.

A small hole suddenly appeared in the puppet's chest, and a dark red, blood-like liquid flowed out from the small hole in the puppet's chest.

Ning Daoqi opened his eyes, exhaled a foul breath, and his face was full of ecstasy.

Several other Taoist cultivators also looked the same.

The ecstasy on his face could not be restrained.

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