"You sloppy old man with a missing front tooth, do you really think I don't dare to kill you?!”
Lu Chen's voice came from the top of the Jingzhe Mountain.
The voice had just arrived.
His men followed closely behind.
Jian Jiuhuang stood on a small hill under the Mountain of Awakening Resting.
The skinny Ginger Mud stood behind him.
The wind was blowing so hard that it swayed.
Originally, there were other people around them.
However, when Old Yellow shouted out the challenge to Lu Chen.
Everyone immediately dispersed.
There was no other way.
Those who had seen Lu Chen's attack would never forget the power of his blade.
He was too close.
If he were to lose his life in the shockwave, he would really be in big trouble.
Lu Chen's voice resounded through the mountains, confirming those people's thoughts.
"Mr. Lu is angry!"
"I'm angry too. Mr. Lu is such a strong person. If any Tom, Dick, or Harry came to challenge him, he must be in a bad mood.”
"Mr. Lu is still too kind. If I had Mr. Lu's strength, none of you would be able to escape…"
"Hey, hey, brother, are you affected by the mo weapon?”
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The ginger paste had never practiced martial arts, so it was impossible to clearly judge the strength of a martial artist in the past.
Now, she felt that she had some judgment.
She heard Lu Chen's voice as well.
Lu Chen's domineering voice had just entered her ears.
Two figures appeared in front of him.
When the figure behind landed, there was still an afterimage, but it was also very fast.
As for the person in front, Ginger Mud only saw him appear out of thin air.
It was as if he had arrived earlier than the sound.
He focused his eyes.
The ginger paste's small mouth opened slightly.
Lu Chen's figure was reflected in his huge eyes.
Her white clothes fluttered in the wind, and so did her long hair.
The person in front of him was dignified and dignified, like a god.
His handsome face was elegant, handsome, and intelligent.
" There's actually someone who's more good-looking than that stinky fellow…"
"And higher than him!"
The Ginger Mud was surprised.
The stinky fellow she was talking about was Xu Shizi.
"Jian Jiuhuang greets Mister Lu Chen.”
Sword Nine bowed.
During the few days when Xu Shizi was detained by Lu Chen, he had been accompanying Xu Shizi.
Therefore, he had observed Lu Chen's daily life.
What shocked him was that Lu Chen's strength was unfathomable, but he was a very lazy person.
On normal days, other than cooking for the children, she did almost nothing else.
The child's clothes were taken care of by Nangong Bushe.
Therefore, the thing that Jian Jiuhuang saw Lu Chen do the most was to lie on the recliner and bask in the sun.
He could not imagine how such a lazy Lu Chen could cultivate to such a terrifying level.
The path of martial arts was like a boat sailing against the current. If one did not advance, one would retreat.
At the same time, he also knew that Lu Chen was a person who did not like trouble.
Hearing Lu Chen's angry words.
It was within his expectations.
"So his name is Lu Chen…"
The ginger paste kept staring at Lu Chen and muttered his name in his heart.
Then, when he saw Lu Chen looking at him, he immediately lowered his head like a frightened bird.
"Cut the crap."
"Since you want to die, don't blame me for being merciless.”
Lu Chen glanced at the ginger paste.
There was not much nostalgia.
Of course, his gaze was definitely on the ginger paste more than Old Yellow's.
No one would ignore a beautiful woman and look at a dirty old man with missing front teeth.
"Please advise me, Mr. Lu."
Jian Jiuhuang put down his sword case and said seriously.
"I'm too lazy to make a move. Your opponent is her!”
Lu Chen pointed at Xuanyuan Qingfeng.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng took a step forward without hesitation.
His eyes were cold.
He stared at Jian Jiuhuang.
Emperor Hatred buzzed in his hand.
"Xuanyuan Qingfeng, don't show mercy. Since he's willing to be a chess piece, don't pity him.”
"Kill him!"
Lu Chen's voice was emotionless.
"Yes, sir."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng's voice was also emotionless.
As soon as he finished speaking.
She swung her saber at Jian Jiuhuang.
The Demon Weapon Emperor Hatred Saber emitted scorching flames.
He didn't care if there was anyone behind Jian Jiuhuang.
He slashed out with his saber.
Jian Jiuhuang was shocked.
The sword case broke open.
The five treasured swords inside instantly struck out.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng's attack was ferocious.
Jian Jiuhuang didn't dare to be careless.
Even the ginger paste behind him did not have the time to care.
In the blink of an eye.
A figure flashed past and brought the ginger mud away.
"Uncle Chess Zhao…"
Ginger Mud saw who it was. It was Uncle Chess Zhao, who had always doted on him when he was young.
Cao Changqing was here.
He had been looking for the ginger mud all these years, but he did not know where it was.
A few days ago, he received a nameless letter telling him that Jiang Si, the princess of the Western Chu Kingdom, was at the Jingzhe Mountain in Youzhou, Northern Liang.
He had already arrived.
They were just hiding in the dark.
It had been many years since they last met.
However, he recognized the ginger paste at a glance. It was because the ginger paste looked like her mother.
That was his lifelong obsession.
The reason why Cao Changqing was trapped in a country.
"Your Highness."
"I am late."
Cao Changqing choked.
The ginger paste looked too similar to its mother.
In a trance, Cao Changqing thought that she had been resurrected.
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"Raging Flames…"
"Fire Soul Penetrating Head…"
Xuanyuan Qingfeng's long hair danced in the wind.
Emperor Hatred Shadowless waved his hand.
The monstrous demonic qi rippled continuously.
Her entire person fell into a frenzied state. The saber technique that was originally only in her mind.
At this moment.
It was unknown if she had used it herself or if she had been controlled by the mo weapon Emperor Hatred.
His saber techniques were extremely exquisite.
It was rare in the world.
He directly suppressed Nine Swords and Yellow Swords.
Sword One, Sword Two, Sword Three…
Sword Eight…
Jian Jiuhuang also struck out repeatedly.
In a flash.
His sword moves never stopped.
"Sword Nine…"
"Six thousand miles."
Sword Nine, Yellow Sword Nine, swung out instantly.
The dense sword energies were as resplendent as a flower.
"Peak Invincible Blade!"
Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't care about the sword light.
He didn't care about the sword marks on his body.
It was as if her body was not suitable for her.
Finally, his eyes glowed red.
It was unknown where the saber that surpassed Sword Nine came from and where it went…
A saber scar that stretched across Jian Jiuhuang's chest appeared on his upper body.
Just like Deng Tai'e that day.
"Young Master…"
"Old Huang's younger generation will serve you…"
Jian Jiuhuang shouted.
Sword Nine was completed.
His sword moves were not finished yet…
Sword Ten, who had just comprehended it and had not had the time to name it.
In an instant.
It was unleashed by Jian Jiuhuang while he was injured.
This sword seemed to cut through time. In Jian Jiuhuang's eyes, the world seemed to have stopped.
His flying sword stabbed at Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who had stopped moving.
It pierced straight into his glabella.
Just when he thought that this battle would end like this…
The sword that should have pierced Xuanyuan Qingfeng's forehead.
It stopped in mid-air.
Unable to move forward.
The paused time and space shattered.
Sword Nine's yellow will returned to reality.
Seeing the figure in front of him, he finally understood why his sword attack had failed.
Lu Chen stood in front of Xuanyuan Qingfeng.
Two fingers clamped onto Nine Sword and Yellow Sword.
Lu Chen's fingers tightened.
All of Jian Jiuhuang's swords shattered.
It turned out that this sword was formed by the condensation of five swords.
Puff...
Jian Jiuhuang was sent flying.
Covered in blood.
No one knew if he was dead or alive.
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