Wow!
Snow-white waves rose into the sky, shining brightly under the moonlight.
A huge gap gradually expanded, cutting the earth open, and the falling river water quietly poured back and flowed to the foot of the road.
Hearing a clang, he put away his sword and stood up.
Not far in front of him, Zhao Qianhe stood under the night sky until the cold wind howled and his upper body slipped from the incision.
Those wide-eyed eyes were still filled with shock. His mouth opened and closed unconsciously, and he murmured, "I am invincible below Taoism..."
The cool breeze blew the skirt of the red fish suit. Lu Chen held the black gold sword in his hand and raised his sword eyebrows slightly, "You are invincible below the realm of Taoism. What about me?"
Zhao Qianhe closed his mouth and completely lost his life.
It wasn't until Lu Chen put away his sword and stood up that everyone recovered from the shocking sword blow.
"The strength of the road team is getting more and more terrifying. This kind of talent is simply..." Lei Yang swallowed, feeling his mouth was dry.
Rumble... The White Tiger Tower, which was split in half, collapsed, and the broken rubble and window lattice fell into the surging river.
The magnificent building before was completely reduced to ruins at this moment, which made many people sigh with emotion.
The White Tiger Gang, which used to be at its peak in Liangshan County, has completely become history tonight. If it were in the past, Lei Yang would definitely not believe this news.
The White Tiger Gang, with the support of Magistrate Zhu, was the largest force in Liangshan County. How could it be possible that it would just disappear?
However, at this moment, the extremely powerful blow from the road team made the White Tiger Gang history in Liangshan County.
This behavior of the road team was a feat that could be recorded in the county annals and praised by future generations.
Fang Qingxue took a deep breath and said, "After this mission is over, I plan to practice hard with Master."
"It's so shocking. How could there be such a monster?" Xiao Qingshan's face was full of decadence. The knife that Lu Chen made just now made him feel his soul trembling.
If it were a head-on confrontation with that move, his death would be particularly ugly.
It was enough to be beaten by those geniuses from aristocratic families in Fucheng. How could I come to a small place like Liangshan County and meet people of this level?
This can't help but make Xiao Qingshan a little suspicious. Is he the only one with the worst talent in this world?
Fang Bufan's eyes were red, as if he was stunned, "I will practice more when I go back. I can't be worse than this kid."
He went through the exercises in his mind countless times, wishing he could go back to seclusion right now. If he didn't improve his cultivation and find a way to break that sword, he would never leave the seclusion!
"If I guessed correctly, Mr. Zheng has used that move just now, right?" Miao Qing came back to his senses, his eyes becoming particularly complicated.
From the time Lu Chen made the slash, he deduced it dozens of times to find a way to crack it, but the final result was this.
Unless his cultivation reached the realm of Taoism, facing Lu Chen's sword, his end would be no better than Zhao Qianhe's.
But this was what he couldn't believe the most. Didn't this mean that this kid had the strength to kill him?
Who is Miao Qing?
The big shot from Fucheng, the ninth-level master of the bloodline, is doing well now. I am afraid it would be difficult to even raise his head in front of this kid.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but blush slightly, remembering what he said about wanting to see Lu Chen get beaten, and now he wanted to swallow those words.
"He is truly a formidable young man. I finally understand why Mr. Zheng values him."
Xiao Wuyan's face was filled with emotion. If what she expected was correct, Lu Chen had already mastered the magic of the Black Gold Yi Dao, and he could master it without anyone teaching him.
This kind of talent is really amazing.
Each Noble Phantasm has its own unique treasure technique, but it requires being extremely familiar with the Noble Phantasm and spending several months to master it under the guidance of a master.
But just how long after Lu Chen got the Black Gold Yi Dao, he was able to naturally perform the sword-drawing technique. This kind of terrifying talent could only be matched by the top genius.
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Zhiguisi, Wenxintang.
The drizzle outside the house has stopped, and the fresh air flows into the room, making the candlelight sway wildly.
Mr. Zheng was dozing with his eyebrows raised. His superior officer did not leave. Commander Cheng and others were naturally waiting in the Wenxin Hall.
The cold wind blew the old man's gray hair, and he quietly opened his eyes, "What time is it now?"
"My lord, it's already midnight, and there's still an hour before dawn." The attendant next to him glanced at the sky and added some hot tea for him.
Lord Zheng took a sip of hot tea and smiled, "It seems that this boy is determined to get my sword."
According to his estimation, if Xiao Wuyan and Miao Qing took action, it would almost be solved by this time.
These two people are both elites of the Fucheng Zhiguai Department, and their cultivation is at the ninth level of the Bloodline Realm. It is easy to deal with Zhao Qianhe.
They haven't returned yet, which means they haven't taken action yet.
It was probably Lu Chen, the kid, who was racking his brains to think of ways to deal with Zhao Qianhe and get his black gold instrument power and that special source of matter.
Thinking of that boy's deflated appearance, Mr. Zheng also smiled. Such talented people are often arrogant.
The best way to win him over is to sharpen his spirit and let him know that there are people outside the world and there is a heaven outside the world.
From the moment he saw Lu Chen just now, he could feel that the boy was sharp and energetic, so he thought of this way to dampen his energy.
"Master Zheng's sword is so easy to get. I'm waiting to see how he loses." The remaining middle-aged man on the right said with a smile.
"I remember when Mr. Zheng entered the realm of Taoism at the age of eighteen. With this black gold sword, he killed countless weirdos and left a good story in Qinghe Mansion."
Mo Chengfeng cupped his hands, his eyes full of admiration.
"Okay, please stop flattering me." Mr. Zheng waved his hand, with a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of emotion, "It's an old thing, now it's time to look at these juniors."
After that, he took a sip of tea and said, "Commander Cheng, you are this boy's superior officer. Do you think he can deal with Zhao Qianhe before dawn?"
"Lu Chen is a team member who loves to surprise people." Commander Cheng thought for a while and said.
"Love of surprises and having the strength to kill the eighth level bloodline realm are two different things. I'm afraid Commander Cheng may have misjudged him." Mo Chengfeng said with a smile.
"Find someone to go and see what's going on." Mr. Zheng was talking, squinting his eyes, shaking his head and saying, "There's no need to let anyone go."
As he finished speaking, a few people were seen walking outside the house. Xiao Wuyan and Miao Qing were walking in front, followed by Lu Chen, Fang Qingxue and others.
"Master Zheng, the White Tiger Tower was breached, and we brought back Zhao Qianhe's head." Xiao Wuyan cupped his hands and asked the team members behind to bring up a wooden box.
Lord Zheng glanced at the head in the wooden box and nodded slightly, "Well done, have you taken action?"
Miao Qing was suddenly embarrassed, shook his head and said, "The breach of the White Tiger Tower and the killing of Zhao Qianhe were all handled by Lu Shen, without our assistance."
The room suddenly became silent, except for the clinking sound of the tea cups in Master Zheng's hand, and Mo Chengfeng's expression became strange next to him.
"Lu Chen killed Zhao Qianhe. That was the eighth level of bloodline strength."
"No, you said it wrong."
Xiao Wuyan shook his head and added: "Zhao Qianhe has been promoted through the ceremony and has reached the ninth level of bloodline cultivation."
Mo Chengfeng didn't believe it even more, "How old is he when he single-handedly killed the ninth level of bloodline realm?"
Miao Qing smiled bitterly and sat next to Mo Chengfeng, "What if I told you that Zhao Qianhe fused with the red-tailed cub and still maintained a clear mind?"
"If this is the case, no one below the Taoist realm can defeat Zhao Qianhe." Mo Chengfeng looked at Lu Chen, still in disbelief.
If Lu Chen could kill Zhao Qianhe in that state, wouldn't it mean that this young man already had invincible strength below the Taoist realm.
This makes him, who has been practicing for many years and is still at the ninth level of bloodline strength, where can he put his old face?
Master Zheng stroked his beard and asked with some surprise: "Lu Chen, tell me how you killed Zhao Qianhe."
His heart was a little tight, and he couldn't help but glance at the Black Gold Yi Dao, thinking to himself, should he really pay this old guy away?
But he had praised Haikou before, and as a Shangguan he still wanted to save face.
"I led the team members to surround the White Tiger Tower..." Lu Chen took a step forward and recounted his previous experience.
"Wait a minute, you said you could kill Zhao Qianhe with the ultimate draw?!" Lord Zheng stood up, walked to Lu Chen, and stared into his eyes carefully.
The extreme draw and slash was a move he was very familiar with. In order to forge this black gold sword, he searched for countless treasures from heaven and earth.
And the moment this sword was born, it also had its own treasured technique: the ultimate draw and slash.
However, in order to master this precious technique, he practiced it thousands of times with this sword and cut off countless weird things before finally realizing it one day two months later.
And this black gold sword was not yet warm in Lu Chen's hands, so he could spontaneously use the magic?
Lu Chen nodded, "Yes, this move is very strong."
Mr. Zheng stopped talking immediately and walked back to the chair. After a long while, he said: "This knife belongs to you. Don't ruin my reputation."
Lu Chen immediately clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zheng."
Lord Zheng looked at the attendant beside him, who nodded, and a sandalwood box appeared out of thin air in his hand.
The box was about the size of a palm, with a large number of complicated lines carved on the surface. The other party put the box into Lu Chen's hands and said, "Commander Lu, you have to keep this treasure."
"Thank you, Master Zheng. May I ask what this is?" Lu Chen took the wooden box, and the whole box was actually very hot.
"This is the source material I promised you, the broken gold stone." Mr. Zheng took a sip of tea. "He can help you quickly develop your bloodline and even solidify the foundation for entering the realm of Taoism."
Commander Cheng explained to him at this time: "The source is not only weird flesh and blood, but some weird things can also give birth to ores and precious medicines, and this broken gold stone is one of them.
"This kind of source material can only be born if the Taoist realm is weird. There has never been such a level of source material in Liangshan County."
At the end of the story, even Commander Cheng looked envious.
