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Among the Baji sect present, except Xiao Moli, the young master, no one knew the big secrets of the practice world like "Taoist".

He didn't suspect him, so he roared angrily and charged towards Lu Chen.

"I don't know why, if you want to fight, then fight!"

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes, blood glistened in his eyes, and he punched the first person who charged.

This person is just a dark-hearted cultivation base, and he is not Lu Chen's opponent in terms of realm alone. What's more, Lu Chen is still a "Taoist" with his own martial arts intention?

Every punch contains the mighty true meaning of martial arts, how can he resist?

This is the horror of those who enter the Tao.

It is equivalent to every punch is a double attack of physical and mental.

The same realm, absolutely invincible.

And you can use the supernatural powers of the innate masters beyond the next level!

The martial arts system is strictly hierarchical.

Each level has a clear gap, which is absolutely insurmountable.

So there is no possibility of leapfrog challenges at all.

Dark warriors will definitely not be able to defeat Xiantian.

A congenital master who suppresses one side is like a pig and dog in front of a celestial being and a martial sage.

But the existence of "Taoists" makes it possible to challenge beyond the next level.

To put it bluntly, every person who enters the Tao is open.

The earlier the martial arts, the stronger the hang...

And Lu Chen's hanging...

boom--

This person has no time to resist.

Headshot by Lu Chen.

The blood rained heavily, and the scene was bloody.

"come."

Lu Chen raised his head to the sky and screamed, instead of retreating, he rushed towards the crowd.

There are many people on the opposite side, but the two fists are no match for these dozens of hands.

So he didn't punch at all.

Use a knife instead.

brush--

With a flick of the arm!

Then there is a white light, straddling the sky and the earth, cutting and swaying at a loss, swaying loneliness.

Knife in hand.

Killing is nothing more than a shake of the hand.

The knife is like snow.

An angry dragon wave blows northward.

Compared with boxing, Lu Chen is better at knives.

His boxing skills can only be said to be not bad, and they have definitely not reached the top level.

But if it is the sword technique, he is fully confident that no one in the world will be able to stabilize him.

In other words, to break his boxing technique, you can use a more sophisticated boxing technique.

But to break his saber technique, the only way is to crush him with ten times and a hundred times of strength.

brush brush --

The light of the sword moves across the dragon and snake, like the wind galloping like lightning.

In an instant, someone screamed.

Some clutched their arms.

The arm was cut off directly, and the blood gushed out uncontrollably.

Some clutched their throats.

I wanted to call out but couldn't.

A faint white line appeared on it.

Instantly turned red.

Then as soon as it was opened, a mist of blood sprayed out.

He clutched his neck and lay on the ground, his body twitched and convulsed. He didn't die for a while, but it was impossible to come back to life.

Blood is gushing, and in the grand sunset, blood-colored flowers bloom one after another.

Although tragic.

But spectacular enough.

This is unparalleled bloody beauty.

"come."

Lu Chen roared.

Sliding forward, not stopping at all, not even giving the opponent a chance to take a breath.

"go to hell!"

A martial artist circled behind Lu Chen and hit the back of his head with his fist.

Lu Chen didn't turn his head back, and he flicked his backhand, the blade was as bright as snow.

The saber qi roared and galloped, and the man stopped immediately, his face full of astonishment.

A shallow thin line appeared on his chest, and then a fountain of blood gushed out, and he fell to the ground with a groaning miserly. The wound was huge. From the exposed gap, even a glowing red heart could be seen.

Keep attacking.

"Bai Ziqie" swung from stabbing to chopping sharply, and the arms of the three fell in response.

Perhaps it was too fast, they didn't even feel the pain, their arms fell to the ground, and they were still twitching.

Kill ten people in ten steps, and stay in a thousand miles.

He was only one person, but he fought with the bravery and majesty that only thousands of troops can have.

boom!

Unable to dodge one in time, Lu Chen finally got hit. He was punched hard on the back. The power of the punch was so strong that his eyes went dark and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Lu Chen took a deep breath, turned around and grabbed the man's arm, and slammed into his arms with a slap.

sink.

A contraction.

One shot.

Fry it!

Like a taut spring, it suddenly exploded, and the person's entire chest collapsed. When his eyes were dark, he fell backwards and hit the ground heavily. With his legs stretched out, the dead couldn't die anymore.

It's completely an injury-for-injury style of play.

Although his knife skills are very sharp, although he is a "Taoist".

But in the realm of martial arts, after all, there is only Huajin.

It's like giving a child a peerless magic weapon. Due to physical limitations, no matter how sharp the magic weapon is, it cannot exert its true power.

But even so, his brave and unparalleled fighting style completely shocked these Bajimen warriors.

Obviously he was alone.

alone.

Why can they be suppressed?

Why can such an astonishing combat power erupt?

But within 2 minutes, ten of them fell down.

Seven dead and three wounded.

The losses were disproportionately heavy.

Lu Chen wiped off the blood on the corner of his mouth, looked at them with cold eyes.

In fact, there was not much murderous intent, but it made everyone feel shuddering.

For a moment, they just surrounded him, not daring to go up again.

A group of people hesitated to move forward.

Frightened by Lu Chen's life alone.

Xia Shiqing watched silently, his eyes shining brightly.

When I was young, I liked to go to the teahouse with my grandfather to listen to a storytelling by an old man with a white beard. In the storytelling, Zhao Zilong, who is Chang Banpo with a white horse and silver gun, is probably nothing more than that.

Lu Chen's body was trembling.

The hand holding the knife was trembling.

The joints are clearly visible, and it can be seen that he is holding it very hard.

The chest rose and fell violently, obviously exhausting a lot of energy.

Anyone can see that he is not a weakling, but he is not far behind.

After all, they are mortals of flesh and blood. After fighting for such a long time and killing so fiercely, the exhaustion of physical strength alone cannot keep up.

But he didn't move, but no one dared to move.

We all know that sometimes all it takes is the straw to break the camel's back.

But who can guarantee that he will be the last one, not the ones who were backed up before?

Everything is false.

But life is absolutely your own.

"Nah."

Lu Chen spat out a word in disdain.

Looking at the group of people headed by Xiao Moli: "A bunch of cowards."

He stretched out his hand, pointed at them, and hooked his middle finger.

A person on Earth knows gestures.

"Damn it, give it to me, kill him!"

Wu Huang roared, pointing at Lu Chen: "Kill him, young master, I will give you a lot of rewards, and I will give you another 200 million, no, 500 million!"

He yelled loudly, obviously in order to kill Lu Chen, he did not hesitate at all.

"Everyone, if this person is not dead, my Baji sect is the laughing stock of the entire martial arts world. The country is humiliated, the family is destroyed, the king is humiliated, and the officials are killed. The sect has cultivated you, and now it is time for you to defend your dignity."

Xiao Moli gritted his teeth fiercely: "Give it to me, anyone who dares to take a step back today is a traitor to my Bajimen. I will definitely report to the head teacher and kill him all over the school!"

Lu Chen's provocation, Wu Huang's temptation, Xiao Moli's threat.

Using three prongs, these people finally overcame their fear of Lu Chen and rushed forward.

This time, they rushed up and never thought of retreating.

Because everyone knows that at this moment, they are like a group of wild beasts in a caged farm. They are locked together and bitten. Only one side can survive, and there will never be a second way.

5 minutes later.

Lu Chen knelt down on one knee, dressed roughly.

His face was very pale.

The eyes are blood red.

In the past 5 minutes, he didn't know how many punches and kicks he had received, his body was turned upside down, and it seemed that his internal organs no longer belonged to him.

At this moment, he has not fainted yet, and he is holding on with one breath.

How could he fall down with his wife behind him?

On the Bajimen side, only one person is still standing.

The others were lying on the ground, humming miserably, and their bodies were basically missing some bits and pieces.

Only Xiao Moli was still intact, but there were several bloody wounds on his body.

But he laughed, his eyes were extremely cold.

This boy Lu Chen...is dead!

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