As the Black Tiger Fist advanced to the sixth level, surging energy and blood surged through his limbs and bones. Lu Chen only felt that his skin was covered with a layer of wood.
He took out the dagger from his waist and slashed his arm, leaving only a shallow white mark. He didn't feel any pain, but it felt like he was being tickled.
The knotted muscles were like pouring copper juice, holding up the clothes until they clapped. With a little force on the round arms, the muscles made a sound like a tight steel cable.
"Qi and blood are restored faster, and the strength is nearly doubled. This feeling is so wonderful." Lu Chen's eyes were sharp and cold, his legs were slightly bent, and in an instant, he shot like a cannonball.
The ground he was standing on suddenly sank into a huge pit, dense spider web-like cracks appeared, and the broken stone slabs stood up.
The heart-devouring mandrill turned his head when a fist as big as a clay pot hit his face, and he was knocked to the ground, leaving a hole the size of his head.
The dagger in his hand danced, and he stabbed it in the back of the head, but the other mandrill reacted quickly, jumped up and rushed forward, using its claws to push back his dagger.
It was at this time that the blood corpse not far away roared. The scene in front of Lu Chen's eyes was distorted. There were nine mandrills standing in front of him. It was an illusion created by the blood corpse.
His eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately regained his clarity. However, a mandrill came closer and swept his throat with its sharp claws, trying to separate his body.
Lu Chen stepped forward, pinched the opponent's wrist with one hand, and suddenly exerted force on his waist and abdomen, throwing him away and hitting the bloody corpse.
Seeing Lu Chen's fierce attack, Xiao Chen shook his eyebrows and said, "This guy doesn't have alien blood, but he still has such strength. He is quite a talent."
Ning Xiaochan glanced at Lu Chen, the dagger in her hand danced like a flower, and red lines climbed up her neck, "I can't hold on for too long, we must fight quickly."
Xiao Chen nodded in response. There were blood lines on his wrists and fingers. The black iron straight knife trembled. The two of them staggered forward and rushed towards the ancestral hall.
In the Lu family ancestral hall, the fire was shaking violently, and the figure was confessing, his voice was as hoarse as sharpening a knife, and he was trying hard to suppress his anger, "I am guilty, I am guilty..."
He kept kowtowing, making muffled sounds, and his forehead was already blurred with blood. There was a person hanging above his head, and blood dripped like rain, forming a strange coffin pattern on the ground.
Suddenly, he suddenly stopped moving, standing like a wooden sculpture, and then his head instantly moved away, dodging the dagger coming from behind, raising his skinny palm, and knocking Ning Xiaochan away.
But at the moment when Ning Xiaochan was pushed back, the black iron straight knife penetrated the darkness and inserted into the pregnant belly instantly, and a large amount of blood spattered instantly.
Xiao Chen bent his front legs and held the knife in both hands, showing a surprised expression, "It's so easy?"
Wow... At this moment, the opponent's bulging belly burst open, and a monkey with a human face jumped out of it. Its soles stepped on the back of the knife, and its sharp claws hit Xiao Chen's eyes directly.
Dang Dang Dang!
The fire suddenly splashed out. Xiao Chen held the knife to block and retreat. He saw the right moment and grabbed the opponent's throat with one palm. The tip of the knife instantly penetrated the head of the monkey with a human face.
He threw the human-faced monkey body away and looked at the man in front of the fire. He saw that his abdomen was slowly growing, apparently giving birth to another human-faced monkey.
Ning Xiaochan turned over and landed next to Xiao Chen, her expression a little solemn, "Lu Changhe, do you know what you are doing?!"
Broken spiritual tablets were scattered on the ground, and the firelight illuminated Lu Changhe's face. His eye sockets were deeply sunken, surrounded by dark cracks like spider webs, and his red eyes were full of pain.
His body was two meters tall and as skinny as firewood, but his abdomen was as round as a ten-month pregnancy, and something was crawling under the slippery skin.
I saw his right arm suddenly swinging, and the white bone spurs penetrated the flesh and blood, intertwining to form something like a bone hammer. He swung it towards the ground lightly, and a foot-long gap opened in the ground.
Lu Changhe's eyes were blank, he stroked his round belly, and his voice was like the hammering of pig iron, "I am guilty, I deserve to die, this is the punishment I deserve."
He repeated this sentence repeatedly, ignoring Ning Xiaochan's doubts.
At this time, Ning Xiaochan saw a faint glimmer of green light on the lower level of a large number of spiritual tablets, which was about the size of a fist.
However, it was looming, swallowed up by the blood-colored patterns. Ning Xiaochan's eyes flickered and she whispered: "The Zhenshi is right there, grab it."
Bang... Xiao Chen moved in response to the sound, and his figure disappeared on the spot. The black iron straight knife spread red lines. He grasped the handle of the knife with both hands and slashed Lu Changhe's head diagonally upwards.
Lu Changhe's eyes rolled, his bone hammer moved instantly, blocking the black iron straight knife, his skinny arms moved forward, and he actually pushed Xiao Chen back with brute force.
Bang... His lower abdomen exploded again, and a monkey with a human face bared its teeth and took advantage of Xiao Chen's strength to pounce on him and bite him randomly.
So fast, and his strength is far better than mine, damn... Xiao Chen was bitten on the wrist, and his skin instantly turned black. He clamped the monkey with a human face between his elbows, and the black knife penetrated its head.
Just as he was doing this, there was a sudden crisp sound, the sharp dagger was shattered, and Lu Changhe raised his leg to strike with a long whip.
Ning Xiaochan was kicked in the lower abdomen and flew backwards like a cannonball, breaking the heavy pillars. She fell to the ground and vomited blood, already on the verge of fainting.
"With such terrifying strength, even the captain may not be able to match him." Xiao Chen turned pale, sealed the toxin in his palm, and flew towards Lu Changhe with a knife in his left hand.
Tsk... The sharp dagger rotated and cut off the mandrill's head. Blood spurted under the moonlight. Lu Chen stood expressionlessly in the rain of blood.
In just a quarter of an hour, he used a dagger to cut off the heads of two mandrills and a bloody corpse. These three strange creatures were not enough for him now.
[Source species: 2 points]
Lu Chen saw Ning Xiaochan lying on the ground and was about to step over to help when a cold wind came from his back. His limbs were frozen like ice and his movements were obviously sluggish.
In the darkness behind, a phantom flew out quietly. It was a pale-faced woman. Her cold fingers were clenched, and her blood-red nails were digging towards Lu Chen's heart.
This resentful spirit had been hiding in the void. Seeing how strong Lu Chen was, he decided to look for an opportunity, hoping to kill him with a sneak attack.
She was very confident in herself, and ordinary mandrills were no match for her. Although Lu Chen was stronger, she was very sure of killing him with a sneak attack.
And now, the opportunity has come!
The bright nails were about to touch the skin, and the woman was already filled with joy. The next moment, Lu Chen suddenly turned around, several times faster than her.
He grinned, revealing his white teeth, and said with a cold smile, "You are finally out."
With Ning Xiaochan's reminder, he was always wary of his surroundings and had already discovered something secretly abnormal. His relaxation just now was just a deliberate display.
Eyes rotated on the soles of his feet to avoid the attack of the resentful spirit. The muscles of his right arm were beating, and the dagger struck like lightning, slitting the woman's throat in an instant.
The resentful spirit dissipated with the wind, and Lu Chen turned around and left without looking back.
[Source species: 3 points]
Dang!
The black iron straight knife trembled violently, and the blade pressed against the shoulder, opening a deep wound. Blood stained the clothes, and the white bone hammer pressed the black knife downwards.
"Ning Xiaochan, you go quickly!" Xiao Chen held the knife in both hands and tried his best to resist the huge force. His face turned red and he was sweating profusely. "Remember to give my father a message and let him have another child."
Tsk... The sharp knife pressed into the flesh little by little, causing Xiao Chen's face to twist in pain. He thought that even if he couldn't be beaten, he would have no problem escaping with his strength.
But who would have thought that this long river is so powerful, and may soon reach the fourth level of blood accumulation. This level of weirdness is no longer something that rookies like them can handle.
"But don't kill me so easily..." Xiao Chen stood up with a trembling body, holding the black knife embedded in his bones.
He shouted violently, with numerous red lines appearing on his cheeks. He staggered and rushed forward, taking advantage of the situation to avoid the heavy bone hammer, and hit Lu Changhe's heart with the black knife.
The tip of the knife, which was burning with red streaks, was about to penetrate the skin. The black skinny man suddenly grabbed the blade, and there was a crunching sound. Xiao Chen's face turned extremely ugly.
He tried his best to attack, but Lu Changhe blocked it with his bare hands. Moreover, he actually held a black iron straight knife with his hand, which was a tool specially designed to kill weird things.
Desperation suddenly rose in his heart, and Xiao Chen looked sad. The terrifying strength of the long river had already made him unable to resist.
Tsk... The withered hand wiped sparks from the black knife, instantly hitting Xiao Chen's abdomen, then piercing his body, and blood spurted out instantly.
"Ahem, ho..." Xiao Chen, who was hunched over, coughed up blood, unable to raise his blood-stained face, and the white bone hammer rapidly enlarged in his pupils.
The harsh wind whistled, and when he saw that the bone hammer was about to fall on his head, a figure shot out from the diagonal stab like an arrow. One of its punches hit Lu Changhe's wrist, and the bone hammer slid past Xiao Chen's scalp.
Lu Chen turned his fist into a palm, pressed down on Xiao Chen's chest, and knocked him out, but a strong wind immediately came from behind him, and Lu Changhe raised his knee to kick his chest.
Lu Chen let out a low roar and advanced instead of retreating. He put his palms against the opponent's ankles and sunk his heels into the ground. He then spun in a circle and threw him away.
The violent force found the incline, and Lu Changhe crashed into the ancestral hall. With a bang, the left side of the ancestral hall collapsed, and a large amount of smoke and dust spread in the cold wind.
Lu Chen shook his hands, his arms were numb, and his eyes were as sharp as knives. From just the brief contact, he knew that he was not Lu Changhe's opponent yet.
And this seemingly violent blow may not even cause minor injuries. The opponent is indeed powerful, but he himself is not ordinary!
"Lu Chen, take Ning Xiaochan away, I'll cut off the queen for you." Xiao Chen coughed up blood and stood up holding the black knife. The flesh and blood in his lower abdomen squirmed, but the bleeding stopped.
"Shut up, if you can still move, go over and destroy the ceremony while I'm fighting with him." Lu Chen shook his eyebrows and looked at Ning Xiaochan who fell to the ground, "Can you still hold on?"
Ning Xiaochan was already seriously injured, but now she relied on her will to hold on. She nodded with all her strength, "Lu Changhe's strength has exceeded the captain level. Don't be impulsive."
Lu Chen nodded slightly and walked towards the ancestral hall.
Xiao Chen stared at the young man's back blankly, "Did this guy just tell me to shut up?"
The moonlight was as cold as frost, shining on Lu Chen's stern cheeks. His eyes swept over the bloody corpses in the ancestral hall, and he felt that something in his chest was about to explode.
[Source: Lu Chen]
[Martial Arts: Black Tiger Fist (6/9)]
[Source species: 3 points]
Lu Chen's mind fell on Yuan Zhong, and he shouted in his heart, "Add more, add more, add more to me!"
[Source: Lu Chen]
[Martial Arts: Black Tiger Fist (9/9)]
[Source species: 0 points]
