"Who?"

Hearing the thunderous shout, a cold air spread across Lu Chen's acupoints all over his body. It was a huge sense of crisis, a more terrible crisis than facing nearly 100,000 monks just now.

He had no choice but to raise his head and saw a thin sword coming through the air with a colorful gem light. The sword edge of the sword tear opens a huge crack in the air. Behind the space crack, a huge cloud magpie shook its bright and beautiful feathers, and came from afar with a peerless master on his back.

Even if something happens, the scene will eventually return to tranquility...

Everyone was shocked when they saw the colorful cloud sword. The sharpness of this sword exceeded what they thought, beyond everyone's expectations, and felt that they could not escape if they were pointed at by the sword's edge.

A sharp and domineering aura emanated from the person on Yun Que's back, locking the aura of all the monks present. At the same time, the sword light strongly triggered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to rush towards the tip of the sword, and all the swords of the monks present with swords flew out on their own uncontrollably, and welcomed the arrival of the colorful cloud sword with a kind of worship.

Sword Cultivator, Supreme Sword Cultivator...

A warning echoed in Lu Chen's heart. The Earth Demon's Rebellion Realm was running recklessly, and his spiritual sense was about to penetrate the Jade Tile Space. But the sword light was so powerful that Lu Chen felt at a loss. The sharp energy pierced the sharp energy and appeared in the space near Lu Chen, and the Jade Tile Space could not be opened for a while.

At the same time, Lu Chen fell to the ground and retreated like a swimming fish. The fire dragons derived from the black evil heart fire rushed towards the sword light one after another.

"!!!"

The black fire dragon was torn into pieces by sword light, and the shattered Mars were thrown into the air, and its brilliant light was like a flying fire meteor.

In a blink of an eye, all ninety-eighty fire dragons were slaughtered, but the power of the sword was still as powerful as a rainbow, without any weakness. Lu Chen's expression suddenly changed, and all the evil heads of the sea of ​​consciousness were forced out, turning into ferocious and terrifying faces to form a huge wall of evil demons in front of him.

"Si! Siri! Siri!"

The sword light pierced out colorfully, breaking through the demon wall, with a stern murderous intent, and with a puff, it pierced hard along the half-inch left side of Lu Chen's atrium.

Lu Chen's murderous thought was so powerful, but he still could not resist such sharp sword light. In the blink of an eye, the black evil fire armor pierced through, and the fire was so strong that it could not resist the sharpness of the sword light, which penetrated Lu Chen's heart...

"Puff!Puff!"

The dull sound of the sword tip piercing into the top was accompanied by the sound of blood spraying. Lu Chen was stabbed by the sword light and retreated wildly. The sword light was still pricked on his body. His feet were forced to pull out a long gap in the ground while retreating, and then broke the mountain. He retreated more than a hundred feet away before the sword light was offset with supreme magic power.

The sudden change made everyone present dumbfounded. No one could see clearly the appearance of the visitor, but Lu Chen was defeated and retreated. It was obvious that the visitor's strength had already surpassed the cultivation level of the Tribulation Period.

"Mahayana master?"

The cultivators kept screaming from the Red Refining Starry Sky. The sound connected into a trace, connecting the heaven and earth. On the back of the colorful clouds and magpies, a handsome and arrogant face finally appeared.

Kuixing's eyes, lying silkworm's eyebrows, crown and jade's appearance, and magnificent body. The colorful cloud sword pointed at Cangshan slantedly, and the transformation of the universe and the change of color is the evaluation of this person.

Seeing this person's face, the cultivators felt a sense of worship, especially among the five sects and three tribes, sword cultivators and others, the precious blades in their hands made a low buzzing sound, as if the colorful cloud sword standing in front of them was the master of the sword and the domineering sword.

"What a powerful sword, this person's sword intent has reached its peak."

"Domedy, too domineering. He defeated the Killing God Lu Chen with one sword. Who is this person?"

"Looking at his Taoist robe, it seems that he is from the Huang family in Taizhou."

"Huang family? Could it be Huang Queling, the master of the Huang family? Otherwise, how could he have such skills?"

“…”

"Are you definitely a master of the Mahayana stage in the Mahayana stage?"

"Mahayana Period?" Seeing that Lu Chen was about to defeat the cultivators of the four sects, such a master suddenly appeared. Jiang Yu, Zhong Kou, Han Bai and others, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.

The battle stopped and immediately fell into a dead silence. The momentum of this Mahayana master kept everyone at the scene and did not dare to move. At this moment, several figures suddenly appeared in the direction of this person coming, each wearing the Huang family's Taoist robe, and his strength reached the early stage of the tribulation. One of them was the old man Hua who had just escaped.

"Huang Qinglin? Painting Old?" Jiang Yu and Li Xiu recognized the appearance of several of them. They were Huang Qinglin, one of the elders of the hall, and the ruler of the Huang family's direct clan hall.

Huang Qinglin and others were respectful, and after they stopped, they seemed to have not seen anyone else. They went to the handsome and extraordinary boy neatly and saluted respectfully.

The young man looked at Lu Chen's place with disdain, and there was no breath there. The young man smiled contemptuously and looked at Li Xiu, Luo Kongxue, demon bird, crazy fruit, and even old Hua. He suddenly said, "I have to go to the agarwood valley just by just an ant. I am such a fool."

This is obviously what Mr. Hua said, and the four elders of the Huang family are so respectful in the Huang family. Even the clan leader Huang Qingsong dared not scold or insult him randomly, but in front of this person, Mr. Hua did not even dare to express dissatisfaction expressions. He stood aside with his head down, like an angry young wife.

After the young man's arrogant words were expressed, many masters from the five sects and three tribes were shocked. Looking at the faces of the Huang family, he knew that this person's identity was not low.

The young man turned around and looked at Hua Lao without caring about it, saying, "Hua Lao, where is Tai Zhou's gold medal?"

Old Hua trembled all over and walked forward and said, "Here, on Lu Chen."

"Is it stolen?" The young man was stunned and immediately cursed: "Idiot... Lu Chen is dead, go and get the Taizhou gold medal back." The young man pointed to the rocks in the mountains and ordered.

"Yes." Old Hua didn't dare to disobey. Just as he was about to rush over, suddenly the rocks as high as a hill began to buzz and a murderous thought surged into the sky immediately.

"Peng!"

The rocks flew violently, Lu Chen jumped out of the rocks and suddenly jumped into the sky. He was holding the Taizhou gold medal in his hand.

"Hiss? Lu Chen was not dead?" Seeing this, the masters were shocked again. The strength of the Huang family's people is already sure that they are masters of the Mahayana stage. In front of such a person, Lu Chen was not dead yet. It is so difficult that he could not die.

The young man was also shocked, and his expression changed in surprise, and a faint cold light flashed: "Well? What a tough boy, can he survive by the sword of me? No wonder the four clans and clans were helpless against you." The young man's tone was like a supreme master, full of contempt.

Lu Chen stood still, narrowing his eyes slightly. His eyes and momentum that had not recognized his relatives had changed, and it seemed that he had restored his original consciousness.

In fact, the sword did not hurt Lu Chen's roots. Instead, when the sword light came, it helped Lu Chen temporarily cut off his demonic thoughts, so that his original heart would reoccupy the sea of ​​consciousness. Speaking of which, if this young man had not wanted his own life, he would have to thank the other party. The ninth level of the Earth Demon Realm against Heaven, Lu Chen could not control it yet.

Seeing the boy coldly, Lu Chen was not afraid at all, but instead had a strong sense of fighting spirit appeared on his body. The two looked at each other for a while, Lu Chen asked, "Who are you?"

The boy stared at Lu Chen with a faint smile, and after a long time, he replied: "Yeah, it's not right, the breath is calm, I guess that sword didn't hurt you. In this way, you deserve to know my name. Boy, listen, Huang Hanchong of the Huang family, in the early stage of Mahayana."

"Huang Hanchong...Han generation..." The young man's arrogant words resounded through Chi Lianxing, and immediately made Zhong Kou, Li Xiu... these old monsters who had practiced for thousands of years took a breath.

Zhong Kou said: "Han generation, isn't that Huang Quling's son? Didn't his two sons die long ago?"

"No." Han Bai frowned and said, "I heard that when I went in and out of Taichen Storm Group more than a thousand years ago, Huang Que Ling had three sons, and the third son was only available for more than two thousand years after he achieved the Mahayana period. This person entered the Taizhou Secret Realm shortly after he was born and had never come out. I guess this person must be."

"More than a thousand years? Mahayana period?" Wu Hao took a deep breath.

Jiang Yu nodded and said, "I have also heard that his talent has made all the immortals in the fairy world descend to the earth to the immortal realms, break the realm and collect disciples, and give them one sword and one bag. They are all real immortal weapons. The sword in his hand must be the rumored seven-colored cloud sword, and the seventy-two strong soldiers rank fourth..."

After whispering for a while, Huang Hanchong's identity was known by all the monks present, and at the same time, it caused a great sensation. The Huang family of Taizhou, Huang Quling, has become another major force after the five clans of the five sects. Now there is another Huang Hanchong, another Mahayana master, which is really hard to calm down.

Now that Huang Hanzhong has been in danger, Lu Chen is in danger.

Huang Hanchong's eyes were filled with contempt and disdain. After answering, he smiled slightly and said, "Boy, if you can die under the Colorful Cloud Sword, you will not be ignorant of this life. This time I will not keep my hands and look at the sword."

"I'm afraid you won't do it. Come..." Lu Chen also became angry. The Huang family was aggressive again and again. Lu Chen naturally would not give in. So what about the masters of the Mahayana stage? He had just arrived at the late stage of the fusion (compared to the late stage of the tribulation), and was only one step away from Huang Han.

In the middle of the battlefield where the smoke of gunpowder has not yet retreated, the war is about to begin again, and this time, Li Xiu and others cannot help but retreat to the distance. The Mahayana masters took action, and the world moved, and no one wants to be affected by the remaining power of such masters.

And at this moment, three strong auras shot from the east and south.

First, two gray lights approached, which made Lu Chen and Huang Hanchong stop and looked up at the sky. The two gray lights, regardless of the momentum and pressure, were exactly the same. They shot from the air and fell steadily in front of Lu Chen and Huang Hanchong. The gray mist dissipated, revealing two tall middle-aged men. The two of them looked exactly the same and could not distinguish them. They were both cold green faces and strong bodies.

"Haha! I didn't expect that Huang Laoer's son was indeed very angry, but if you want Lu Chen's surname, you still need to ask Wu and the other ones."

"Wutong, Wucan..."

"Master Wu?"

"Master Wu?"

After these two people appeared, all the demons bowed down in the spot, all over the mountains and fields, and the loud sound of greeting immediately echoed, echoing and endlessly...

The two are not others (8), but the two Wuzhu who are now in charge of Wuhe Mountain and hundreds of thousands of heavenly demons, Wu Tong and Wu Can, the master of Great Perfection in the late stage of the tribulation.

"So it was you?" The young man's face finally showed a serious look. He could despise Lu Chen, Li Xiu, and even despise the current sect leader of the five sects and three tribes, but he could not see Wutong and Wu Can as nothing.

At the same time, another green dou flew over and stood beside Lu Chen. Without looking, Lu Chen also knew that this familiar aura was Green dou. Green dou did not give Lu Chen a chance to speak at all. He pressed and held Lu Chen, who was about to explode, and said in a deep voice: "Leave it to me here, you go first."

When Lu Chen heard this, he nodded cautiously, then threw Taizhou's gold medal far away and threw it to Huang Hanchong and said, "Boy, the revenge of one sword, Lu will definitely come to the door to get it back."

After Lu Chen finished speaking, he turned around and left. Seeing this, Huang Qinglin, Hua Lao and others stood up angrily and wanted to chase after him, but before they could stand up with the sword, they were stopped by Huang Han.

"Don't go, today is not the time to seek revenge."
Chapter completed!