"Damn, you damn!"

Under the sky, Young Master Musu in Tsing Yi was standing on top of the jade prince. After roaring with anger, his eyes showed fierceness and viciousness. He stared at Lu Chen and said: "Human boy, now this young man gives you two choices, or kneel down and submit to Either my son will have my head cut off, which one do you choose?"

"Am I not choosing one?" Lu Chen asked.

"That young man can only kill you." Qingyi young man Musu looked at Lu Chen coldly, and flew out suddenly, fast, leaving only a blue shadow under the sky.

"laugh!"

Wherever he went, there were sharp noises, and the void seemed to be cut apart by Musu, the son of Tsing Yi.

In an instant, he arrived in front of Lu Chen.

"dead!"

An icy ‘death’ word was spit out from his mouth, and his palm had already fallen, containing many cyan magic patterns, like a cyan giant net, covering Lu Chen.

Lu Chen suddenly felt a sense of nowhere to go. He was surprised that this Musu was only a demon king, much inferior to the four demon kings, but he did not expect his strength to be so strong.

It seems that this person is a **** among the demons!

However, the opponent is the son of Muyong Demon Emperor, and it is not uncommon to have this strength.

"Golden Sword Ao, cut!"

While thinking about it, Lu Chen's hand movement was not slow, and he directly slashed the Yuan Jin Sword, which was still a ten heavy metal sword.

The void ahead, under this sword, immediately turned golden, as if filled with a layer of metallic color, shining and clanging.

"boom!"

Young Master Tsing Yi Musu slapped his palm on the golden sword shadow, and it was a bang, as if hitting a piece of stainless steel, it could not invade the slightest.

"Your strength is so strong. It seems that you are not a nameless person in the human race. Tell this son, what is your name?" Qingyi son Musu asked in surprise.

"There is no need for the dead to know my name." Lu Chen replied.

"Dead? Hahaha, Human Race boy, you are so arrogant. Do you think that if you kill the four men of this son, I will be afraid that you will not succeed? Wrong, you are so wrong, with the strength of this son, think It is easy to kill them. Therefore, this young man has not considered your strength." Qingyi young man Musu laughed loudly.

In him, there is a self-confidence beyond imagination that no one can shake, and neither can Lu Chen.

"is it?"

Hearing his words so confident, Lu Chen looked as usual, with the source gold sword in his hand, urging Jin Yuanyuan, golden runes bloomed in his eyes, and he suddenly displayed the Golden Void Spirit Slash!

This is the high-level swordsmanship he obtained from Qi Feng, and he hasn't used it since he has practiced it. Now he has performed it against the young master Musu in Qingyi.

"Huh!"

As soon as the source gold sword was cut down, the void under the sword immediately turned into gold, as if a golden world, with a spirituality, like a golden emperor descending with great power.

"boom!"

When Young Master Musu hit the palm of this sword aura, he felt the strong sharpness and metallic aura. He couldn't help being taken aback, and said, "Senior magical skill? Human race boy, I seem to underestimate you, you Has the strength to make me face it."

"But you don't have the strength to make me face it." Lu Chen said lightly.

"Arrogant, you wait for me. Next, I want you to see the true strength of this young man." The young man in Tsing Yi, Musu, was furious when he heard the words, and flew out with the volume of Tsing Yi, rushing into the sky, full of anger, like a **** of anger.

"kill!"

At the moment when he was only a thousand feet away from Lu Chen, his eyes opened, the blue light flickered, and then he let out a sharp roar, a huge amount of blue devilish energy rushed into his body.

His body changed suddenly, one became two, two became three, three became four, and it kept increasing, turning out one after another, countless, as if there were a thousand, ten thousand. Similarly, Lu Chen approached from all directions, dazzling and unable to see clearly.

The most frightening thing was that Lu Chen clearly felt that these phantoms seemed to be real, and each path carried a little bit of power and could cause harm to himself.

"What kind of magic is this, so weird?"

Lu Chen's expression was dignified for a few minutes. The Origin Golden Sword in his hand was radiant, and the sword aura was so powerful that he urged Jin Xu Yuan Ling to the extreme, as if the Golden Emperor had fallen for nine days.

"Human kid, this set of exercises I am currently performing is called the Blue Sky Demon Shadow Art. It can evolve as many as 10,000 phantoms. Each phantom has a part of my power. How can you resist it?"

Young Master Tsing Yi Mu Xu seemed to see Lu Chen's panic, he laughed, very proud, as if Lu Chen had already died at his feet.

He was using words to make Lu Chen desperate, without the will to fight, and then completely lost to himself.

But he didn't know that Lu Chen had gone through countless lives and deaths, wandering on the edge of life and death again and again, and had honed his mind to be extremely tough. The words of Tsing Yi Young Master Musu could not affect him at all.

"Musu, do you think you can stop me from killing you with this blue sky magic shadow? Haha, you are so naive, see how I break it."

Lu Chen laughed, arrogant, and rolled his right hand, a ray of sunlight flew out as a pure sun sword.

"Ziyang Qingtian swordsmanship, kill me!"

With the Pure Yang Sword in his hand, Lu Chen moved the origin of the sun, and his body burst out with ten thousand zhang of radiance, like a big sun, horizontally in the void, and crushed towards the Tsing Yi son Musu.

Amidst the roar of the void, a purple sun rose slowly, and a pure sun sword hung on it, as if a god, trying to obliterate it.

With a sword coming out, the sword roars loudly, presenting a purple scene, noble and majestic, the pure sun sword sweeps from west to east, and the phantoms transformed by the Tsing Yi son Musu, in this instant, They broke apart one by one.

The thousand lines and ten thousand phantoms centered on it were all shattered, like countless bubbles and haze, vulnerable to a single blow, so that Young Master Tsing Yi Musu said in shock:

"What, it's advanced swordsmanship again, how much advanced swordsmanship have you practiced?"

"After you die, I'll tell you again." Lu Chen said coldly.

"Want to kill me? Hahaha, Human Race boy, you are really arrogant, do you know? Although my father is the Demon Emperor, few people dare to provoke me by virtue of his reputation, but I am not weak, an ordinary Demon King None of them are my opponents, do you think you can kill me? Just rely on your cultivation of the realm?"

Tsing Yi Young Master Mu Xu smiled disdainfully when he heard the words. He didn't panic because of Lu Chen's continuous use of two sets of advanced swordsmanship, and he still dismissed Lu Chen.

He has been practicing for many years, how could he be afraid of Lu Chen?

"Human kid, now this son will let you see my true power."

Staring at Lu Chen fiercely, the young man in Tsing Yi Musu sneered, strangling his hands together, and the green magic energy swept out, and there were many magic patterns and magic talismans gathering around him.

The sky was shaking, shaking the earth, turning into a blue sky and earth, blue and quiet, swaying, and with a bit of life, it looked very strange, as if it contained infinite evil.

"Woohoo!"

A sharp, piercing, and indescribable sound came out, as if coming from the Nine Nethers, sweeping across the sky and the earth, pressing into Lu Chen like a tide.

"What a strong sound wave."

Lu Chen's expression changed and he hurriedly closed his hearing, but he didn't expect that this sound wave would hit his mind and approached his spiritual world.

"Hahaha, Human Race boy, now you know how great this young man is?"

Seeing Lu Chen showing a panic expression, Young Master Tsing Yi laughed again, and said with great pride: "This young master's magic skill is called Qing Ming Wanxiang Palm. It is a top magic skill and a supreme existence. Now I am just Inspire a little sound wave, this is not the real power of this work."

"Top magic power, Qingming Vientiane Palm?"

Hearing this, Lu Chen's face sank. He didn't expect that Musu had also cultivated this top-level magic skill, and his power was still so powerful. No wonder he did not choose to escape after killing his four demon kings, but instead wanted to kill. Yourself.

Seeing Mr. Tsing Yi Musu, Lu Chen asked, "Musu, is this your support?"

"Yes, why, what else can you do to break this young man's magic power?" Musu sneered.

"You are really smart." Lu Chen smiled.

"Okay, I want to see, how did you crack my magic?" Mu Xu saw that Lu Chen despised himself so much, his heart was furious, and he choked with both hands, hitting the blue sky above. In the world, then he let out a loud yell,'Qing Ming Wanxiang Palm, show me! ’

"Boom!"

Before the words were over, the cyan heaven and earth immediately rang, and a faint, dangling palm print appeared, and under the magical power of Mube, it gradually solidified.

A series of cyan magic shadows, cyan magic patterns, and cyan magic talisman are hidden in the palm print, which seems to contain everything, with endless atmosphere, hidden in the universe, can hit the sun and the moon, can destroy the mountains and rivers.

"Human kid, die!"

The young master Musu of Tsing Yi stood under his palm prints, standing in the sky, like a blue emperor, with supreme majesty, his palms all fell, and the blue palm prints were shot at Lu Chen, fierce and ruthless.

And in this process, Lu Chen has gathered energy and spirit to form a spiritual defense, driving away the bursts of sound waves. Seeing that the son of Qingyi Muxu has completely aroused the power of Qingming Vientiane Palm, he did not dare to slack in the slightest. .

"Dragon swordsmanship, cut!"

Placing the Source Golden Sword and Pure Yang Sword on both sides, Lu Chen drew his hands together and transformed it into sword aura with divine power. It was shaped like a giant dragon. It was not the sound of a sword, but a dragon.

This is Dragon Sword Art!

It was the strongest swordsmanship that Qi Feng practiced.

This is a set of ancient swordsmanship!

It is more powerful than Jinxuyuan Lingzhan and Ziyang Qingtian swordsmanship.

"expensive--!"

As soon as the sword aura of a dragon appeared, it immediately turned into a giant dragon, with five claws, the scales of the dragon were brilliant, and the longan was as big as a gemstone, with a lot of light, and the mighty dragon swooped out to meet the one with all things. The palm print has the potential to swallow the eight wastes.

"boom!"

In a loud noise, the sword aura shaped like a real dragon collided with the cyan palm print, shaking the earth, the void instantly shattered, and the river-like light was immediately extinguished by Ji, losing its original brilliance.

"Ancient swordsmanship? This is ancient swordsmanship, **** it, why are you still practicing ancient swordsmanship, I'm careless, I'm careless." Upon seeing this, the young master Musu of Qingyi was extremely surprised and extremely regretful.

"Huh!"

At this moment, Lu Chen's figure moved, passing by the sky full of sword light and blue light, approaching Mushu like a sword.

"Human race boy, what are you going to do? Are you trying to kill me? Do you dare, my father is Mu Yong Demon Emperor, if you dare to kill me, you must not die." Qingyi Young Master Musu roared with trepidation. Tao.

"Why didn't I dare?"

Lu Chen sneered, scrolling with both hands, the sword light was like a tide, and the source gold sword and the pure Yang sword were all cut down to take the life of Mushu.