"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!"

The rapid and dull sound spread strangely, declaring the beginning of the war. No one saw how Lu Chen disappeared, but when they turned around, they saw the imperial treasure money in the sky that was as dense as a rain...

"What's it? Ah~"

A scream sounded first, and one of the last thirty people was first hit. The fist-sized emperor Qian Ying slapped him hard like an iron discus. The strength of the middle-level god could not block this terrifying attack. The man's chest collapsed several inches in an instant, and immediately sprayed out a blood arrow and fell to the ground.

With this as the beginning, the treasure money was thrown at everyone. The scene was in chaos for a while. Some gods who did not react in time waved their hands to block the situation. They were attacked and vomited blood. There was a bloody smell between the world. At the beginning, they were lucky enough to get a distance from Lu Chen. They sacrificed the Immortal Gang and Magic Gang, magic weapons, and danced colorful barriers in front of them to block the attacks of treasure money again and again, but they were still beaten back frequently.

No one knew what was going on. In his eyes, Lu Chen was like a vague ghost, running behind him in a tightly sway that was seen by more than 30 people.

However, Ximen Yuechi saw it clearly and was shocked. In his eyes, Lu Chen appeared behind everyone so strangely, and there was no sign of fluctuation in the space, as if Lu Chen was not Lu Chen at the beginning, but just a phantom.

By the time people reacted, the treasure money in the sky had already appeared. What surprised Ximen Yuechi even more was that Lu Chen's move effectively took advantage of the sudden change of wind. The treasure money was faster and stronger with the help of the wind. The treasure money that could only destroy the medium-level fairy aura, directly broke through their defense and gave a heavy blow.

More than 30 disciples from Kunlong City were beaten and screamed in pain, killing and injured several people, and the formation was in chaos.

Ximen Yuechi glared at the sight of the bull and shouted loudly: "Go together, don't matter if you don't know what you want."

With a command, Ximen Yuechi flew out, the speed was as fast as light and lightning. Lu Chen was prepared for it. He glanced back contemptuously and showed an unspeakable sneer. He saw that he did not turn his head, flipped his hands, and several cold swords suddenly appeared dozens of meters behind him...

"Soldiers and Dragon Slaying Sword..."

The three long swords were extremely powerful. When they appeared, they were suspended in a triangular formation. A cold light flashed on the blade, and a sword light about a foot long slashed quickly.

Ximen Yuechi and the remaining dozen people were chopping and pulling each other, and they were very busy. When they broke through the sword formation and broke through the siege, they suddenly found that Lu Chen had already lost his trace.

"Where is the person?" Ximen Yuechi was so angry that he didn't come, and he was secretly shocked: It's too fast. In a moment, where did this kid go?

"Sir, something is wrong."

"Nonsense, I know, be careful."

"Back, back..."

Not long after the war began, Lu Chen's repeated attacks caused chaos in Kunlong City. At this time, a superior god discovered that Lu Chen appeared in the position where he and others had just stood, and he reminded him loudly in horror.

Ximen Yuechi turned around and stared at Lu Chen in surprise. Then he realized that Lu Chen ran behind him and others with his move just now. He was holding a huge fan that was rising from one person in his hand and staring at everyone with fun.

"Shameless boy, fight with me." Ximen Yuechi roared in anger, and the world was angry.

"I'll fight, I'm afraid you won't do it." Lu Chen replied, not giving Ximen Yuechi a chance to get close to him. He held the yellow sand fan in both hands and slapped him violently.

"Huhh!"

When the yellow sand rose again, a strong wind whistled. Ximen Yuechi held the sword in his hand and ran through the sky. He was blocked by the strong wind and retreated far away.

The dozens of heavenly gods and a god king, who lowered his head and blocked his face with his hands in pain, constantly impacting the strong wind, and was blocked tightly for a moment.

"Bastard, what's going on? The wind is getting stronger?"

The blue veins on Ximen Yuechi's forehead swelled up, and when he looked up, he saw that it was not Lu Chen, but a large piece of yellow wind mixed with sand. The sand sprayed unscrupulously towards Ximen Yuechi's eyes, making his eyes covered with layers of sand and dust in an instant.

"My eyes." Ximen Yuechi was attacked, and there was a burst of pain inside his eyes. He was so angry that he held the sword of Zhuxin and slashed randomly.

After Lu Chen slapped a few times, almost everyone except Ximen Yuechi was blown together by Huang Feng, and he picked up the hand gesture. A huge coral stone moved across, blocking everyone's way. He recited the Heart Skill, put away the yellow sand fan, and shot out the magic pestle.

The disciples of Kunlong City were forced into the corner, unable to open their eyes, and it was even more difficult to guess Lu Chen's killing move. A huge magic pestle fell down like a mountain peak, and followed Lu Chen's divine thought guidance and smashed it on the heads of dozens of people.

"Peng!Peng!Peng!"

The magic pestle like a stick-pounding magic pestle smashed into the narrow space. The screams accompanied by the dull low sound of the body being beaten into a meat paste, and wave after wave came out. Blood mist filled the end of the song, red light rushed up, and signs of life slowly disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, twenty-eight deaths of the fifty-day gods brought by Kunlong City, more than half of them.

Ximen Yuechi saw that most of the cultivators in the altar were injured and killed, with bloody red eyes and red eyes. He had nowhere to vent his anger. The sword of Zhuxin slashed wildly. As the sword lights passed, he roared to the sky and said, "Lu Chen, kill my nephew and destroy my disciples in the city. Kunlong City is irreconcilable with you."

Although Ximen Hong's death made Ximen Yuechi's murderous intentions aroused, the good players brought this time were the backbone of Kunlong City. It was not easy to train masters in the City Lord's Mansion. More than 20 people died this time, which was definitely a heavy blow to Kunlong City.

At this moment, Lu Chen also put away his joking expression. The purple-white light of the wings of the clouds and thunder were particularly clear. It flashed through Ximen Yuechi several heavy sword lights. Lu Chen did not take action, but instead scolded coldly: "Ximen Yuechi, today Lu also tells you clearly that Ximen Hong wants to kill me quickly. That was his own fault. What's the point of killing me if you don't make any reason? You are not in harmony. When I, Lu Chen, are afraid that you will not succeed."

After saying that, Lu Chen suddenly retreated, and while retreating, he sacrificed the Wind Soul Vase, put away all the three souls and seven spirits of the more than 20 people, and then sacrificed the Evil Moon Treasure Mirror, flew behind Ximen Yuechi, put away the divine source, and shouted: "I have been beaten enough today. Lu let you go first. If you know the practice, you just need to admit your mistake in public. Lu will not make things difficult for you, otherwise... Humph, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Acknowledge your mistake?" Ximen Yuechi laughed sadly, rubbing his eyes that were blown red by the wind and sand and laughed: "Why should you negotiate with me?"

Lu Chen didn't answer with a cold face, and his figure slowly disappeared in the song: "Think about it carefully."

After leaving the wind, the wind did not weaken at all. Lu Chen was in a bad mood. This time he was chased, Ximen Yuechi reminded him that he had never thought of fighting with the Eight Cities, but his surname was born like this: those who have kindness to me will repay him; those who swear to me will never die.

Withdrawing from the song and returning to the center of the formation, Lu Chen deliberately rose up in the air, flew to the edge of the Miluo Coral Formation, and his figure appeared in front of the kings.

The kings could hear the conversation between Lu Chen and Ximen Yuechi just now. Although they could not see the situation clearly, the kings had already heard from the words of the two that Kunlong City was defeated.

The kings of each city were shocked and could not understand how Lu Chen came to his cultivation. When they saw Lu Chen suddenly appear, everyone looked up at the sky.

Hundreds of eyes of Beast Tooth Peak fell on him, and even the cave owners of Xufu Mountain 74 Caves were looking at the people who dared to challenge the Eight Cities with one person since the war between the ancient gods and demons.

The cold eyes swept across the place where the kings stood, Lu Chen's pupils briefly contracted. He shouted to the kings: "Look, the kings of the eight cities, now Lu set up a large formation here, not deliberately being enemies with you. If you remove your troops and swear that you will not make things difficult for Lu, Lu should release your beloved generals and never owe each other from now on. Otherwise, Lu should use this formation as a prison and slaughter all the invading enemies, and will never be ruthless. Whether to advance or retreat, you should think about it carefully."

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was in a big uproar.

All the gods of the Eight Cities were stunned. What does this mean? It seems that Lu Chen was surrounded? When did he threaten us?

The cultivator of the cave on Xufu Mountain was also full of doubts, especially the monks who had disdained Lu Chen's actions before, all showed incredible expressions. The brief silence did not last long, and just a moment later, a series of harsh noises sounded.

A long-haired and bearded cave master gasped and praised: "You dare to talk about rebellion with the Eight City God King. This kid is too arrogant."

"Can he really control the fate of everyone in the formation? Could it be that he is aimless and forcing the kings to withdraw?"

The whispers around him made the anger of the kings burn to an unprecedented level. Ximen Yuetian hated Lu Chen to the core, and after hearing this, he was even more angry. He pointed at Lu Chen and cursed: "Children Huangkou, what are you? If you dare to talk to us like this, Kunlong City will never let you go."

The angry curse was heard in his ears. Lu Chen suddenly turned around, glared at Ximen Yuetian for a while, and suddenly sneered, saying, "Ximen Yuetian, put away your tricks. Lu will tell you today that everyone can let go of the seven cities, but you, Kunlong City, don't want to live half of it."

After saying that, Lu Chen took out the Illusion Sea Coral in front of everyone and sacrificed it out of thin air. The formation roared. After a while, Lu Chen raised his right hand and a total of twenty-eight bloody corpses were thrown out of the formation by him and piled up in front of the kings.

"Listen, if you don't withdraw after one day, they will be role models for the people in the formation!"
Chapter completed!