"Poof ..."

Lu Chen chuckled, and immediately, Yuanli's big hands violently exerted force. The three elders, like grasshoppers, were easily squeezed into blood mud ...

Everyone was trembling and was shocked by Lu Chen's methods.

Those disciples of Yuanchen Sect, who had seen such a **** scene in the past, were paralyzed and scared, and shivered.

As for the elders of Yuan Chenzong, their faces are not good-looking, dominated by fear!

Suddenly!

Lu Chen suddenly turned her head and looked at the elders, "Next, it's your turn!"

The elders' faces changed dramatically, knowing that they were not Lu Chen's opponents, and they fled in unison.

This scene really surprised everyone.

Looking at the elders who had fled, Lu Chen was ruthlessly and recklessly shot.

"boom!"

This time, although he didn't use his full strength, he also showed 50%, one punch, the fist whizzing, falling down like a meteor, bursting out and banging, that is the air was squeezed by the fist, the outbreak sound.

Under the countless shocked eyes, the fist was like a wild ancient beast, with an unbearable big mouth, and swallowed all the elders who fled.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the strength of the fist exploded, rippling, and the air was shaking like a wave of water, spreading out circle by circle. And in the center of the explosion, a cloud of blood rose, poignant and strange ...

The aftermath dissipated, and there appeared a round deep pit with a radius of 100 meters. Around the deep pit, a piece of blood was red. The soil and the minced meat were mixed together, and it was indistinguishable whether it was soil or mud.

In the distance, among the crowd watching the battle, several strong men who were ready to take the opportunity to change their faces changed dramatically and were deterred by Lu Chen's methods. Crowd, leave quietly.

The current suzerain, Zhou Feng, is less than ten meters away from the deep pit. He stood rigidly in place, as if frightened and stupid, motionless.

The previous blow brought him a great shock, killing more than ten elders of the inner door within a few fingers, I am afraid that the former Zongmen Xiao Muran was resurrected, can't do it ...

"Zhou Feng, it's your turn!"

Lu Chen's cold and ruthless voice came into his ears, waking Zhou Feng, who was pale, and instinctively wanted to turn around and run away.

However, this idea just came out, and the pressure that was so strong that it made his heart tremble was suddenly depressed, like a mountain that was heavy, and he couldn't do it.

"It's over. Remember, if you have a junior, don't come to mess with me again!" Lu Chen flashed to the side of Zhou Feng, raised her slender ten fingers, and pointed towards the latter's brow.

Zhou Feng's eyes zoomed in, struggling violently with fear, but under the powerful pressure of Lu Chen, it was of no avail.

"Lu Chen, you are finally here, but can you still recognize me?"

Suddenly, a voice filled with resentment sounded.

Along with the sound, two silhouettes flew from the core area of ​​Yuanchenzong one after the other.

These two people, one is a young man of twenty-five-six, the voice that contains bitterness is from this person. The other person, with a rickety body and a black robe, was covered by the black robe and could not be seen clearly.

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes, glanced at the two, the young man, he knew and had fought, it was Yuan Chenzong's big disciple, Mu Qingtian.

Mu Qingtian is one of the chief culprits to destroy the Lu family in Jiangcheng. To treat this person, Lu Chen is in the heart of death.

His eyes glanced over Mu Qingtian and landed on the black robe.

"Vientiane is triple !!!"

Lu Chen was shocked after feeling the arrogance of the black robe.

The Vientiane Realm Powerhouse, even in the Qiyue Dynasty, was rare, and he was unexpectedly encountered by him in the little Song Dynasty.

Zhou Feng, who was suppressed by Lu Chen, saw a little hope in the dark eyes when he saw the black robe.

Lu Chen raised her lips and mocked: "I said, you will die today, even if the emperor comes, it won't save you."

"puff!"

The fingertips were gently forwarded, and the slender fingers were sharp like swords, easily breaking through Zhou Feng's body protection force, then the skin, and finally the skull.

Zhou Feng's eyes quickly dimmed. Before his death, there was still an excited expression on his face. Perhaps, at the moment of his death, he was still looking forward to the picture of being rescued successfully.

Withdrawing the index finger, the slender finger was contaminated with a mixture of blood and brain plasma, which was a little disgusting.

He lifted Zhou Feng's clothing corner and wiped it, his movements were slow and random.

Without the support of strength, Zhou Feng's body was finally difficult to stand and fell to the ground.

Witnessing the scene of Zhou Feng ’s killing, Mu Qingtian has a complex mood, is it angry? Panic? Still excited? Or all three.

Seemingly feeling the fluctuation of Mu Qingtian's mood, Lu Chen glanced faintly, and then snapped it with a slap.

This scene, beyond everyone's expectations, including Mu Qingtian, did not expect that Lu Chen even said nothing, and started!

"boom!"

Facing Lu Chen's mortal blow, Mu Qingtian was unable to hide at all. He was shot in the palm, his body flew away like a fragile doll, and with a puff, his body split in mid air.

"Swoosh!"

The man in black robe, without saying a word, suddenly shot up in the gap where Lu Chen shot and killed Mu Qingtian, and his figure flashed, like an erratic ghost, immediately appearing behind Lu Chen, and then, Yuan Li's diffuse claws came straight to Lu Chen's heart.

"Oh, ah, ah ..."

The sharp claws are not worse than the sharpest swords. They pass by along the way, cutting the airflow and making a sharp roar.

Lu Chen sneered, turned around and punched.

"Boom!"

Fists and claws intersect, and a strong force swept away with the two as the center, and the force swept through, scraping the hard ground all over.

In the distance, the disciple of Yuanchen Zong was trembling with fear and retreating.

"puff!"

At the center of the collision, the black robe suddenly shivered and staggered back.

"Peddle, pedal, pedal ..."

The black-robed man stepped back seven steps in a row, and then barely stabilized his body. He suddenly raised his head, and the face of Qian Zou under the black robe was covered with shock.

"How is it possible! How old are you, it's already a omnipresent world!" The black robe was shocked, almost subconsciously blurted out.

The seventeen-eight-year-old Vientiane is unheard of and unseen.

Although the voice of the black robe was deliberately suppressed, it still spread out.

Although the voice is weak, listening in everyone's ears, it is like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

"Venice, Vientiane Realm!"

"In just one year, how could he break through to Vientiane?"

"Vientiane Realm? Fake, it must be fake ..."

Everyone shook their heads one after another, and did not believe that Lu Chen broke through to the Vientiane Realm.

It should be known that in the vast kingdom, there are no more than one palm in the Hundred Yuan Realm. As for the Vientiane Realm above the Hundred Yuan Realm, throughout the Kingdom, there have never been such a strong man.

Lu Chen didn't say a word, his body flashed, and appeared beside the black robe, followed by a punch, a powerful punch, carrying a thunderous sound, hitting his chest heavily.