The tall mask could not remain calm. The blood bats that had been burned into ashes took at least twenty years of his efforts. The juvenile blood bats with tenacious vitality collected from all over the place were of great value. At this time, they were burned to ashes by Lu Chen's fire. How could the tall mask not be fired?

Although I couldn't see the face behind the mask clearly, everyone could feel the murderous intent that surged from the tall mask from now on. The wind blade, like a blade, swirled up on the surface of the tall mask in an instant, quickly forming a blue whirlwind vortex condensed into a blue whirlwind.

"then."

The tall mask threw the unconscious Chen out, and the old man with a national face took it steadily, then retreated to the rear at a speed faster than lightning, until it was dozens of meters behind the tall mask that stopped in panic.

Lu Chen glared at his eyes, knowing that the tall mask was already murderous, so he did not dare to be careless, so he quickly turned his hands and made countless stamps. As the Great Yan Immortal Art was used, hundreds of black evil heart fire balls rushed towards the tall mask.

At the same time, Sun Cheng no longer looked at it. He patted his right hand and took out a two-finger-wide ruler from his waist. He pointed his fingers gently, and the ruler shot towards the thin and short mask like a cold arrow.

The opponent's strength can probably be guessed, but his identity is extremely mysterious.

Lu Chen looked cold and opened his mouth and sprayed out a mouthful of evil spirit. Under the cover of the dark evil spirit, the five-colored wind and thunder sword rushed towards the tall mask.

"Bold junior, I will meet you today." The tall mask roared, put away the bat-seed bag, replaced it with a seven-foot cold light sword, and pointed it at Lu Chen angrily.

"Swish~"

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of sword lights flashed under the thick dark clouds. It was difficult to distinguish between the true and false of each sword shadow and the cold light sword. In an instant, Lu Chen was firmly surrounded.

Lu Chen, who had obtained the evil spirit, had his strength several times. Hundreds of black evil heart fire seemed to have the spiritual surname at this moment, turning into a fire ball and covering the sword shadows overwhelmingly.

"Ding Ding~"

Countless crisp sounds of golden swords flashed in the sky. Under the control of Lu Chen's sudden strength, the black fire turned into small black dragons. The black dragon's limbs and claws flashed coldly, and grabbed the sword shadow, like extremely tough magic weapons, intertwined with the sword shadow in the air.

Lu Chen did not stop. The five-colored wind and thunder sword formation had already rolled up the formation of gusts of wind and thunder to trap the tall mask in the formation, while Lu Chen supported himself and held the Haokong hammer in his hand and rushed into the wind and thunder formation.

"The old man only gave me one stick of incense, and I'll fight." Lu Chen gritted his teeth and entered the formation, and with the thunder that it triggered, three hammers were hit by the thunder.

Suddenly, the pressure like a hill was lowered from the top of his head, and the tall mask couldn't help but change his expression. Looking at the hammer body that covered most of the sky above his head, he twisted around and slid across the center of the hammer. When the tall mask turned his head, he actually found that the ordinary black hammer had strange patterns of star signs and moons, beasts and birds roaring. The patterns of the hammer were engraved with blue dragons, vermilion birds, and white tigers were vivid, as if they were about to jump out of the hammer under the infusion of magic power.

This situation made Gao Damao doubt the quality of the heavy hammer in Lu Chen's hand: Is it another top-quality magic weapon?

While fleeing, the tall mask thought in shock: "This kid is so weird. He actually has so many good magic weapons on his body. The fire tower is one, and the black hammer is another."

Lu Chen naturally didn't know that his Haokong Hammer had already aroused the other party's greed at this time, and he was also very shocked: when he saw the Haokong Hammer for the first time, there were patterns engraved on it. When he saw it, he was completely shocked by the powerful pressure on these patterns. Lu Chen never doubted how huge pressure would be generated when these patterns were fully exposed. However, since the Haokong Hammer was sacrificed to refine the life-saving magic weapon, these patterns disappeared. Except for the Haokong Hammer soul floating in his sea of ​​consciousness, it would not be impossible to cause such strong pressure no matter how you use it.

The old man Qijing twisted his beard with his hands and said with a proud look: "Boy, you don't know that once a evil cultivator reaches the realm of the golden elixir, he can truly exert the power of the Haokong Hammer. You are so surprised and embarrassed if you just use a little bit of evil spirit. Purchase him well and take his golden elixir. That's a big replenishment, which can at least save you a year of hard practice. Kill, haha~"

"Hehe, there are such benefits." Lu Chen licked his lips and stopped talking. The magic power surged out and the Haokong Hammer swung out again.

"Boom~"

The calm Linhe Village turned into the Senluo Purgatory in a short while. In the sky with dark clouds, countless little dragons with black teeth and claws pounced on the tall mask. Lu Chen held the Haokong Hammer in his hand, transforming the anger in his chest into a powerful magic power, constantly attacking the tall mask, and his strength was almost the same as the former.

At this moment, Linhe Village started a stunning war.

Sun Cheng fought with the thin and short mask, and the sword light flew past and actually gained a little advantage.

Cheng Yuan and Zuo Qinghan were idle, and each of them had a hard time fighting against each other, an early stage master of Jindan.

Especially Zuo Qinghan's side, what surprised everyone was that the Qiu Ning sword in the little girl's hand was completely inconsistent with her offensive. Danfan took action and there was a rolling black smoke. The black smoke seemed to have huge adhesion, which made the old man with a national face miserable.

Others can't feel anything. The tall and thin two people can detect the terrible aura that penetrates into the skin in this black smoke. As long as they are hit or inhaled a little, their spiritual consciousness will enter a state of confusion.

The old man with a national face had a fight with Zuo Qinghan for a long time, and even the expressionless face began to produce dry cracks, revealing a nearly ferocious face.

Seeing Zuo Qinghan's attack as lightning as lightning, Lu Chen breathed a little relieved and no longer worried. His attention returned to the tall mask, and the smile on Lu Chen's face became even colder.

"Mask, Master Dao will see today, who are you?"

Boom ~

Another hammer was swung out of thin air, and the sword hit the tall mask's hand hard. The sword suddenly broke into several segments, and the broken swords burst out one by one.

Speaking of which, Lu Chen was also confused. Judging from the postures of these two people, they should be extremely powerful characters, but somehow, when they fought, the two did not make Lu Chen feel any threat. Apart from the fact that they became more powerful and experienced, they were not even used to use the magic weapon. They were chased and beaten by people from several sides.

Especially the two people who were facing Cheng Yuan and Zuo Qinghan below, even fleeing, as if they didn't want to do anything.

In any case, the hatred of the disciples of the Qianyu Sect could not calm down Lu Chen. The more the Haokong hammer hit, the more fierce it was, and there was a tendency to kill the opponent's square.

Just then, an extremely tragic cry sounded not far away. Everyone paused their hands and looked at them. Zuo Qinghan swung his sword, creating a black sword shadow, which actually cut off one of the old man with a national face. The shocking cold air brought by Qiu Ning's sword, even the blood from the wound on the other party's arm was frozen before it could be sprayed out.

“Ah~”

The old man with a national face raised his hand in pain, and Le Chen's body was thrown high. Zuo Qinghan's eyes were like a torch, and he quickly gave up chasing the old man with a national face, jumped out and took over Le Chen.

The tall mask trembled all over, as if he had seen something terrible. In a frightened and angry manner, he suddenly slapped a blue steel whip from his waist, and shot a whip shadow in the sky, heading straight for Zuo Qinghan.

Seeing this, Lu Chen's face turned cold. The black cloud slid across a black shadow and quickly stopped in front of Zuo Qinghan. The Haokong Hammer smashed it down without saying anything.

"Boom~"

The two weapons collided violently in the air, and the steel whip was beyond everyone's expectations. They were hit by the Haokong Hammer and did not retreat at all.

Lu Chen and the old man Qi Jing were shocked and exclaimed at the same time: "The best magic weapon?"

The recoil force generated by the steel whip was shocked and retreated repeatedly, but the steel boots did not have the intention of stopping and kept chasing him. Lu Chen gritted his teeth and pushed Zuo Qinghan away, saying, "Go quickly."

Zuo Qinghan was stunned for a while and took advantage of the force to retreat. Then Lu Chen held up the Haokong Hammer and swung it again.

The dark clouds in the sky suddenly dissipated, and Haokong 12 beats to pull the thunder all over the sky down towards Lu Chen's head, landing directly on the Haokong Divine Hammer, making the hammer's body pattern several times brighter.

"Boom~"

12 He hit a heavy hammer, weighing more than 10,000 kilograms, and swung out of nowhere and hit the steel whip without missing out. Finally, the light of the whip was dimmed and fell to the ground.

Lu Chen and the tall mask spewed out a mouthful of fresh and thick blood at the same time, bounced away to both sides.

With one blow, both of them were injured at the same time.

"Awesome, this kid Lu Chen can compete with the mid-stage Jindan master, or even comparable?" Cheng Yuan's face twitched, and he didn't want to believe his eyes.

"It's only been a few years? It's this level, and I've underestimated this guy again." Cheng Yuan's subordinate stopped slightly, and another old man in the early stage of the masked golden elixir hurriedly retreated.

Sun Cheng was also extremely surprised. He thought of the first time he met at the Immortal (7) League Auction House before, Lu Chen beat Lin Yi with just six hammers, and now it seems that it is too pediatric. If Lu Chen could swing the dozen hammers today, let alone Lin Yi, he would have been seriously injured.

Cheng Yuan and Sun Cheng were shocked by those who knew Lu Chen. The other party was so shocked that they couldn't even say anything, especially when Lu Chen smashed the tall mask with dizziness and blood and retreating, they were even more shocked at the scene.

"Swish~"

Just as everyone was surprised, the tall mask threw out the steel whip and finally descended from the air. However, when the steel whip was exposed to everyone's sight, the steel whip suddenly exploded from it with a bang, revealing a whip-like magic weapon made of excellent quality.

The sudden change arose a strange feeling in everyone's heart. Lu Chen and Zuo Qinghan didn't understand, but Cheng Yuan and Sun Cheng stared at the Jade Whip in horror and anger.

"Green Jade Whip~"
Chapter completed!