"Xuanwu?"

Bai Hao's eyes widened, stood up angrily, spit out a mouthful of blood, and a war-loving light appeared on his face: "It turns out to be Xuanwu, no wonder he is so powerful, okay, I, Bai Hao, I." With a loud shout with confidence, Bai Hao regained his morale, and his body turned into a white light and rushed towards Huang Tong.

The early stage of the two masters merging together, fighting fiercely against Huang Tong and Lu Chen's monks, and their morale increased greatly.

The monk who was rescued by Lu Chen stared at the battle between Lu Chen and the other two in a daze, and infinite confidence surged in his heart. He suddenly turned around and shouted: "What are you waiting for? Kill the Tiansha Gang, the group of miscellaneous parts." The words echoed, and he took the lead in pulling out a jade ruler about half a foot long and fighting out.

Hundreds of monks were eager to fight. With the monk's lead, and Lu Chen was enough to be able to compare with Huang Tong's method, if he was still timid and afraid of things, he would be too out of his way.

"Kill!"

The shouts of hundreds of people gathered, opening the prelude to the bloody battle.

One by one, the magic weapons of monks came out of their hands, turned into a brilliant rainbow, flying into the team of the Tiansha Gang.

The monks of the Tiansha Gang were immediately scared and clever. If they didn't take action, they would die. The two men and horses formed a group in the blink of an eye.

The sound of shouting and killing, the sound of cursing... penetrates the sky.

The ghost boy looked at each other with six eyes, and a strong smile appeared. The two of them flashed into the crowd, and the ghost's howling officially mixed in the fierce battle.

At this moment, no one held back. The six-eyed golden light of Buddhism surrounds the body, and only then did it show its due strength. A golden gap suddenly broke open on the forehead of the six-eyed golden boy. Combined with his eyes, it just reached the level of three eyes. These three eyes were divided into one eye at a very fast speed and turned into the six-eyed golden wheel.

The golden light shot out, and several people in the late stage of the dispersal were penetrated by the golden light, and their strength was greatly reduced. This immortal art is the unique skill of Master Zhu Chan of Xuanyin Temple: Buddha shines on the Six Paths.

The ghost boy is not bad either. The gloomy ghost energy turns into a ghost and roars in the air. The harsh and soul-absorbing cry covers the area within a radius of thousands of meters. There are ghost faces with distorted faces everywhere. Anyone who is hit will have a light soul and lose his mind...

Qinglong held the seriously injured Zhuque and wanted to rush out several times, but he was worried about the safety of the Taoist couple. Zuo Qinghan stood aside, thought for a while, walked over with a chuckling, "Leave her to me."

"Are you?" Zhuque's pale face surged with a look of shock. No wonder she was so shocked. Even though Zhuque was so charming, she couldn't help but feel amazement when she saw Zuo Qinghan's Zhu Rong. She looked at Qinglong.

Qinglong stared at Zuo Qinghan, with a look of gratitude flashing in his eyes, and said, "Xuanwu's Taoist couple is worthy of trust. I will help you seize the Fire Phoenix magic body." As he said that, Qinglong thanked Zuo Qinghan and quickly joined the battle group, while he was a master of the early stage of the fusion of the Tiansha Gang.

Zhuque was still wondering, leaning under the tree, far away, looking at the figure under the black robe on the battlefield, he couldn't help but wonder: In our generation, there is no such master, where did he come from?

While thinking about it, Zhuque discovered that Zuo Qinghan raised her little face and looked at the figure in the field without any worries. The love and trust in his eyes only appeared on one person, that is Lu Chen.

"How familiar is this kind of gaze?" Zhuque sighed and thought.

Because of his serious injury, Zhuque felt heartbreaking whenever he moved, and could only rely on the iron tree to watch the changes in the battle situation. He found Zuo Qinghan's expression. Zhuque smiled charmingly and stared at Qinglong and said: You love him very much.

"Hmm?" Zuo Qinghan turned her eyes to Zhuque, who was also not as weak as her appearance and temperament. She smiled knowingly and said, "Yes, how do you know?"

Zhuque's eyes bent and replied happily: "You look at him like I look at that person."

Following Zhuque's gaze, Zuo Qinghan saw the Qinglong.

After a while of silence, Zhuque said surprisingly formally: "Xuanwu is someone worth entrusting, your choice is good."

Zuo Qinghan could feel the sincerity in Zhuque's words and his understanding of the Xuanwu clan. She curled her lips and tilted her head cutely: "You didn't pick the wrong person, I can see that Brother Qinglong cares about you very much."

The two girls giggled, as if they had found each other's common ground in their lives at this moment.

"boom!"

Amid the explosion, two figures flew far away at the same time, fell heavily to the ground, and then quickly got up and pounced on Huang Tong again.

The battle lasted for more than half an hour, and Lu Chen and Bai Hao were defeated by Huang Tong several times. It was normal to think about it. After all, Huang Tong had the mid-stage cultivation level of the fusion, which was far from comparable to Lu Chen and Bai Hao now. The success just now happened, on the one hand, Huang Tong did not use all his strength, and on the other hand, Lu Chen used the fifth level of the Earth Demon Realm to catch him off guard.

After the real war began, Huang Tong had to pay attention to Lu Chen, for nothing else. Huang Tong knew very well that the strong body of the Xuanwu lineage was even praised by the masters of the five sects and three tribes of the inner fairyland. What's more, Lu Chen had improved step by step from the early stage of leaving the body for decades to a monster who was almost the same as him.

"The self-righteous guy, relying on his Xuanwu lineage, dares to be arrogant. Today I will let you have a different body and head."

"So much nonsense, keep it in the underworld and tell your devil brother."

Lu Chen shouted coldly, his words were full of disdain. He flipped his palms and black light flashed, and Haokong Hammer swung out heavily. When dealing with such a master, Lu Chen had to do his best. He was not afraid that he would not succeed. The Great Yan Immortal Art hole broke through the nine Yuanying. In terms of strong physique and continuous magic power, among his peers, Lu Chen dared to be the second, but no one dared to be the first.

"boom!"

With one hammer, Huang Tong used Qi Gang to resist it, which was a little inferior. Qi Gang turned into magic fragments, and his burly body shot out.

After half an hour of fighting, this was the first time Lu Chen had the upper hand. Even so, Huang Tong couldn't help but be surprised. If he had been careless before, he was 100% careful this time and was still lurking Lu Chen's Tao. The power of the heavy hammer was too great.

"Lu Chen, die." Huang Tong retreated, and one of the elders of the Tiansha Gang came over. At the beginning of the fusion, he took the opportunity to give Lu Chen a fatal blow and seek credit in front of Huang Tong.

Before Lu Chen chased after him, this person sneaked up. He smiled coldly. Huang Tong in the middle stage of the fusion dared to fight. A master in the early stage of the fusion was naturally not afraid. He did not move, and handed the heavy hammer to his left hand and swung his right hand without turning his hand back. The Dragon Soul Blood Sword flew away in response.

"roll!"

"puff!"

The blood sword drew a thick blood-colored light, like light and light. The early stage of the fusion cultivator was shocked to see this. He wanted to sneak attack Lu Chen, but he never wanted Lu Chen to take the initiative. His body immediately turned sharply, but no matter how fast he was, he was not as fast as the Dragon Soul Blood Sword.

The blood sword passed by his right arm, bringing out a blood thread. In an instant, the blood dripped out and turned into more needle-sharp blood souls, transforming into a sword wheel the size of a bracelet, shattering half of his right arm into pieces.

"Ah!" the monk hugged his head and cried, and blood spurted out a blood arrow along his broken arms, and his body fell straight to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, a monk in the fusion stage was beaten into a one-armed monk. The monk who saw this scene was shocked.

The ghost boy was fighting against a master of the Tiansha Gang in the early stage of fusion. He happened to see the scene of the Blood Sword showing off his might and cursed "Idiot". The ghost laughter of the sinister test immediately came from his mouth. He did not have a blood sword, but there were all the best flying swords. Before the monk fighting with him could not react, he saw dozens of blood-colored sword lights appear in front of him. He could not avoid it, and hundreds of wounds appeared on his body.

"Haha! Good immortal techniques and good sword techniques." The ghost boy laughed loudly in excitement, and became more and more courageous in the battle.

On the tall branches and leaves somewhere in Tie Lin, Jun Xie looked at the battlefield of war, and an indescribable shock continued to emerge in his old eyes: "Excellent talent, powerful backer, peerless magic weapon... What else? The body of the natural stone vein, the descendant of the four ancient immortal clan spiritual turtle Xuanwu. Lu Chen, you really make it difficult for me to deal with it. It seems that it is necessary to report this to the Pavilion Master."

No one heard the low whispers on the tree branch. After Jun Xie finished speaking, the silver leaves on the tree did not sway, and the man disappeared into the iron forest.

Wuxin, who was still watching, looked at the center of the fierce battle with dozens of monks from Wuxin Gang in a daze. When Lu Chen waved Huang Tong with a hammer, everyone gasped. When the monk came sneaking into the scene and everyone felt that Lu Chen was either dead or injured, the monk's shrill scream immediately made the Wuxin Gang fall into deep dullness.

"Gang... gang leader... Lu Chen is very powerful..." Frost wolf could no longer calm down: he was a master of the early stage of fusion, a cultivator of the same level as him, and was cut off by Lu Chen in just blinking. This was too terrifying.

"Gangmaster, do we still have to take action?" Not only Frost Wolf, but also Wuxin helped the other two elders retreat: Just kidding, it would be strange if you don't die when fighting such a person.

As soon as he asked, Wuxin's shocked expression suddenly changed. He had a clever ear and eyes suddenly noticed that an iron tree not far away had trembled slightly. He immediately turned around and saw no one in sight. He only saw the iron tree above slight swaying.

"Jun Xie? Are you leaving?"

Whether Jun Xie left or left, he was a reassurance in Wuxin's heart. Since Jun Xie left himself, it means that Tongtian Pavilion will not take action, and he can sell the Yellow Sutra for a face, but...

Wu Xin thought for a while and said, "Be prepared, let's wait until Huang Tong loses, and the effect will be better. Huang Tong will definitely be grateful to our Wu Xin Help."

"But..." Frost wolf and others looked at Lu Chen holding a huge black hammer in his hand, with fear in his eyes.

Wuxin looked back and Li Sheng was dissatisfied and said angrily: "A group of idiots, Lu Chen is powerful, but can he compare to a mid-stage expert in fusion? Now it is only temporary. In a while, Lu Chen will definitely lose his combat power due to the huge consumption of mana. He and Baihu can tie with Huang Tong at that time, and that is when we take action."

"The leader of the gang is wise..."

So, everyone waited quietly. However, the cold wolf and others were sweating coldly. From firm belief to questioning to unbelieving and unintentional analysis, what the analysis said was that as time passed, not only did the cultivators of the Tiansha Gang suffered heavy casualties, but in the end they were not much left. Even the White Tiger was seriously injured and retreated to the rear, but Lu Chen was still working tirelessly and approaching Huang Tong in an orderly manner. He was in no way exhausted (8).

After seeing this, Wuxin couldn't even understand Lu Chen's background, so he secretly wiped his cold sweat and cursed: "What a fucking pervert, why don't you know how tired you are?"

The melee has been in full swing for half a day, and the members of the Tiankill are either dead or injured, and only a few survived. Lu Chen's words also suffered heavy casualties, more than 30 people died, most of which were injured. Even the White Tiger was defeated. Now, in the field, only Lu Chen kept waving heavy hammers and attacking Huang Tong continuously, without seeing any feeling of fatigue.

In fact, it can be seen that Lu Chen is relying on his lasting magic power to deal with Huang Tong, while Huang Tong is slowly showing signs of fatigue.

"Good opportunity!" Suddenly, Huang Tong's breath was unstable, his magic power was not maintained, and the light on his body was weak. Lu Chen, who was flying like an arrow, seized the opportunity, his eyes flashed and raised his middle fingers. When he raised his hand, two thick thunder broke through the clouds from the sky and landed directly on Huang Tong's head.

"boom!"

A strong, pungent and burnt smell quickly appeared in the air.

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