"enough!"

Seeing that Sister Yang was about to die in the hands of Lu Chen, the man in purple clothes, who had not been moving, was finally unable to stand by, and a violent rumbling came from his mouth.

Glancing at the man in purple clothes indifferently, Lu Chen's mouth showed a taunt.

You say enough is enough?

Who do you think you are!

Yuan Li's diffused palm gently lifted, and then, violently pressed down, the palm suddenly broke out and spit blood from Yang Shimei's mouth.

The man in Ziyi's eyes suddenly rose sharply, his figure rushed out, and above his palms, Yuan Li surged and swept down on the landing dust.

Feeling the palm strength behind him, Lu Chen frowned, immediately gave up the opportunity to kill Yang Sister, and turned to punch.

The sound of "Bang", the palms of each other intersect, and a violent force, centered on the two, swept out violently, and the violent force of wind, wherever it passed, broke the trees all the way.

Between the strong wind and howling, Lu Chen and the man in purple clothing stepped back half a step, and then the two moved in unison, their palms snapped out, and they fought again.

"Boom!"

The dull sound exploded across the field, and a violent aftermath spread out. Both of them were stunned and flew away. Their steps retreated on the ground for several steps. Every time they fell, they stepped on a deep footprint. As you can see, this shock is terrible!

The man in purple clothes withdrew nine steps in a row before he was able to stabilize his body. His gaze looked at Lu Chen in amazement. Unexpectedly, Lu Chen, a barbarous man who seemed to have only four layers of everything This small realm is comparable to him.

Of course, this is the same, he took it for granted, but Lu Chen did not think so.

He took a deep breath and smoothed the boiling blood in his body. He said, "Brother, the ghost wolf is back to you. Look at my face. How about this matter?"

Before he got Jiuqu blood ginseng fruit, he didn't want to grow out of the festival, but it was impossible to let Lu Chen kill Li Shidi and Yang Shimei, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to explain!

"Who is your brother?" Lu Chen sneered, his lips moved, and said indifferently, "The ghost wolf belongs to me, don't say it like you gave it to me.

Also, I will kill these two people. If you stop me, I do n’t mind killing one more person. "

Lu Chen's words fell, and the expression on the man's face in Ziyi suddenly solidified.

After a while.

He raised his head and stared at the dust, saying one by one: "Are you sure?"

"roll!"

Lu Chen was bored and shouted coldly.

When the two brothers from Li Shiying snatched Nether Wolf, the man in purple clothing did not come out to stop him. Later, when the young brother from Li Shi shot against him and threatened to kill him, the man in purple clothing stood still and looked on coldly.

Now is the time, seeing that you have the upper hand, you want to expose the matter in one mouth, who gave you the face?

Who do you think you are?

Why do I listen to you?

Lu Chen was merciless, and after screaming coldly, the cold in the eyes of the man in the purple clothing began to pile up, and a cold spread in the space, so that a hundred meters of the area was filled with cold.

Lu Chen did not fear, stepped out in one step, the strong breath of his body broke out, and rushed to Jiuxiao ...

"Buzz!"

A wave of no action, rippling between the two, was the aftermath of the momentum confrontation.

at this time.

Yang Shimei staggered up, and the narrow and long Danfeng eyes were full of resentment.

"Senior brother, he did a lot of nonsense with him. He scrapped him and cut off his limbs. I wanted him to survive but not to die ... I want to drain his blood and use it to pour jiuqu blood ginseng ..."

The scene where Lu Chen almost killed her is still vivid, making her face twisted and wishing to use the most vicious punishment in the world to torture Lu Chen to death!

"Manic!"

Hearing this bitter voice, Lu Chen's killing intentions swelled in his heart. When the voice just dropped, the sole of the foot stepped on the ground violently, exhibiting the dragon dragon technique, and appeared directly beside Sister Yang. With the sword in hand, a sword came out.

Above the long sword, the pale golden element surged, and the fierce sword gas made Yang Sister, who faced the sword straight, turned pale ...

"Flash away!"

When Sister Yang shouted the voice full of resentment, the man in purple clothes noticed that it was bad, and then saw Lu Chen disappeared, and quickly reminded loudly!

However, after all, it was late.

The fierce sword spirit flashed past Yang Shimei's neck like Bai Yuyu's neck. With a 'poo' sound, blood spattered, a delicate head was thrown high, and the head was wide open, full of eyes The lingering fear, and a trace of regret.

"boom!"

The tossed head fell to the ground and rolled out. I wonder if it was a coincidence, but it stopped at the foot of the purple man.

Looking at the dead head under his feet, the man in Ziyi jumped fiercely in the corner of his eyes.

Immediately.

His face was gloomy like water, and his fists were clenched.

That Yang Shimei is not an ordinary person, but his ancestor, Yan Yuemen, a granddaughter of the elders in the elders, whose status is lofty, otherwise, with his strength, he will not endure and give her everywhere.

Now, when Sister Yang is separated, if she wants to calm down the elder's anger, she can only cut off Lu Chen's head and return to Zongzong!

"Boy, you killed Sister Yang, I will cut off your head and take it back to Zongmen to explain!"

The man in Ziyi's voice was indifferent, as if proclaiming Lu Chen's death.

"Buzz!"

The strong and powerful elemental force was released from his body. The strength of the elemental force actually surpassed the peak of the fifth-order mid-level wolf, chasing the seven strongests in Vientiane Realm!

"Uh!"

He moved with a flick, his right palm was gripped fiercely, and the light red elemental force spewed out, vaguely, emitting a fierce wave.

"Fire Dragon Fist!"

The man in purple appeared in front of Lu Chen, and the right fist wrapped in light red Yuanli seemed to be a blazing sun, carrying a terrifying temperature, and angered the landing dust.

Feeling the scorching heat wave, Lu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, a little surprised, but he didn't expect the man in purple clothes to use the advanced martial arts skills as soon as he came up.

Surprised to be surprised, Lu Chen was not afraid at all. Not to mention the advanced martial arts of the territories. What about the martial arts of the heavens? Not long ago, the strength of the blood fur was comparable to the sevenfold of Vientiane. He beheaded strongly.

However, Lu Chen didn't dare to carelessly, and quickly ran his mind. Suddenly, the pale golden elemental force was like a stream, surging out of the body.

In the end, he wrapped his entire right palm in it, like gold plating, golden and brilliant.

When the attack of the man in purple clothes is about to come, Lu Chen seems to slowly raise his fist and swing it out suddenly.

"Boom!"

The low sound of collision struck away in the dark jungle. Immediately, in the collision center, a terrible aftermath swept out.

As the aftermath swept through, the body of the purple man shivered violently, and then, on the indifferent face, a trace of pain hung up ...