Lu Chen teamed up with Commander Song to fight against Bai Hu. They fought quickly and directly activated the Xuan Yao state, which was about to draw the sword to the extreme.
Crash, clatter... The blue bricks and stones leaped like waves, and a bluestone dragon jumped out, with a long jaw and a large mouth, cone-shaped fangs, and triangular scales.
The thick long tail destroyed the house, brought up the noisy wind, and suddenly shot towards the road.
Huh... Lu took a deep breath, and golden flames spurted out from between his lips and teeth. His deep eyes were like two scorching suns, and the tips of his hair turned from black to golden, "Xuan Yao State!"
In Lu Chen's opinion, the best way to fight this battle is to show your strongest form and win the battle quickly.
Otherwise, with his incomplete recovery, he will only become weaker and weaker under the opponent's consumption, and will eventually become a fish on the chopping board.
The dragon opened its bloody mouth and knocked the bricks and stones around. The moment it fell, Lu Shen flew and stomped on its head, trampling it into the ground.
The corners of the golden clothes swayed rapidly, and Lu Chen's figure swayed and galloped on the dragon. At the same time, he held down the handle of the knife with his right hand and pushed the knife out of the sheath with his left hand.
boom!
He crushed the dragon's tail and used the force to jump into the air, his golden hair fluttering in the strong wind, and the black gold sword at his waist was unsheathed in an instant.
The blazing golden sword light burst out silently, like lightning that defeated the dark clouds, like a ray of morning light when the sun rose, everything in front of it was disintegrating.
That kind of sword light again, and what happened to that state? His strength suddenly increased so much? Baihu's pupils shrank, and Lu Chen's short burst of strength was beyond his imagination.
However, after all, he had rich combat experience, so he immediately suppressed his shock and pressed his palms on the ground, thick earth walls rising up one after another.
Each wall is one meter thick and rises seven times in succession, like a small earth slope.
However, he felt that it was not enough to resist. As the figure retreated rapidly, he waved the sickle in his hand one after another, and black crescents rose into the sky.
Silent golden threads fell on the earthen wall. The latter disintegrated and collapsed in an instant, scattering smoke and dust in the sky. However, the seven walls still worked, making the sword's light dim a lot.
Several black crescent moon bursts hit the golden thread, finally suppressing it and gradually dissipating in the cold wind.
This also made De Lu Chen frown slightly. He originally drew his sword to cut with no disadvantages, but was resisted for the first time, which shows that this person is powerful.
"Your magic is indeed powerful, but I'm curious, how many more times can you use it?" Bai Hu breathed heavily and shook his hands. How could he not see that Lu Chen was currently in a state of using a secret skill?
This state greatly improves the strength, but it also has huge flaws. It cannot be maintained for a long time. As long as the state is lifted, it will become even weaker.
At this moment, the sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded from behind, and the sound of the sword was clear and crisp.
Just as Bai Hu was about to look back, Lu Chen waved his hand, and dozens of firebirds gathered around him, shooting towards him like a golden rainstorm.
Dang Dang Dang!
The white tiger waved his sickle to resist the firebirds. The sword light behind him suddenly surged, and the red flames were nearly ten feet away, melting the bricks and stones, and killed him with one strike on his back.
The white tiger's waist and abdomen rotated, and the sickle resisted the soaring sword light. However, because of the hasty counterattack, the opponent caught the flaw and knocked him out with one blow.
Because he turned to resist the sword light, many firebirds fell on him and turned into blazing flames, devouring his clothes and flesh.
He thrust the sickle into the ground, slowly stopped, covered his back with soil, and extinguished the flames. There was an obvious stab wound on his lower abdomen.
Commander Song gasped, "Resisting that sword light was not as easy as you showed. Your reaction was too slow and you didn't even have time to fight back against me."
Bai Hu was not at all as relaxed as before. He kept glancing at Lu Chen from the corner of his eye. It was the addition of this boy that made the situation change instantly.
If he is not careful, he will most likely be plotted by the other party.
Lu Chen strode forward with his sword in hand, calculating how long the Xuan Yao state could last. He calculated that he could chop at most two swords. If the white tiger was not dealt with, he would be the one who died.
"You still want to use the same move?" Bai Hu retreated and did not make direct contact with him at all. He moved flexibly and immediately attacked Commander Song.
This person is already seriously injured, killing him can also reduce a hidden danger.
The huge sickle tore through the cold wind and cut across the direction of Commander Song. Unexpectedly, he retreated instead of advancing. The blade slid past the sickle shaft and actually hit the white tiger.
This sudden change made Bai Hu suddenly startled, and then he suddenly realized that this lunatic was willing to hold him back to create opportunities for Lu Chen at the risk of his life!
"You are looking for death." Bai Hu was furious. The slanting blade came close to his palm. He let go of the sickle, and his palm stabbed straight like a knife. It instantly sank into Commander Song's chest, bringing with it a large amount of blood.
But it was at this time that Commander Song cut off his left arm with one blow, and released red flames from his palm, turning into four flame chains to seal him in place.
Although Bai Hu didn't look back, he felt the power of the sword soaring into the sky. He panicked for a moment, threw Commander Song away with one blow, and then quickly broke away from the flame chain.
However, it was too late, the light of the sword was so close at hand, blooming under the dark night.
Bai Hu picked up the sickle, his face was covered with black veins, all the power was poured into it, an extremely evil aura spread, and an eye grew out of the sickle.
The bloodshot eyes swayed wildly, and the sickle instantly collided with the light of the sword. A soundless golden light exploded, and then the sickle broke instantly.
A slanted knife wound appeared on Bai Hu's chest, but the wound was quite shallow. To him, it was not even considered a serious injury. He had a ferocious smile on his face.
"I blocked this blow, I wonder how many more times you can use it?!"
The dust in front had dissipated, but Lu Chen's figure was nowhere to be seen. The smile on Bai Hu's face froze, and the sound of feet scraping against the earth came from behind.
Under the cold moonlight, the young man's face was pale, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He pushed the knife three inches with his left hand, "The limit...draw the knife and slash!"
A silent sword light erupted, falling on Bai Hu without any hindrance. The sword light fell on the main hall at the rear, splitting the entire building in two.
Huh... Lu Chen held the ritual knife and gasped for air, quietly exited the Xuan Yao state, knelt on one knee, his face was pale, this last step squeezed the sea of suffering to the limit.
Bai Hu's eyes widened and he stared at the young man in front of him. He stretched out his palm forcefully and tried his best to kill Lu Chen with his last breath.
However, the moment his waist twisted, a streak of blood appeared from his shoulders to his thighs. His whole body was split into two, and blood gushed out like spring water.
[Source species: 16 points]
After receiving the prompt from the panel, Lu Chen raised his eyebrows slightly. The leader of the White Tiger Gang actually brought him 10 points of source seeds, which was enough for him to improve his level again.
Lu Chen glanced at the corpses on the ground, stood up unsteadily, and came to Commander Song. The latter fell in a pool of blood, gasping for air like a goldfish.
"Commander Song, how do you feel?" Lu Shencheng went to move him. The wounds on his body were healing at an extremely slow speed.
Commander Song leaned against the stone wall, looked at the white tiger's body split into two, and then saw the collapsed hall, "It's exciting, it's so fucking exciting!"
There was both fear and excitement in his eyes. Just one more advance from Bai Hu would have completely killed him.
Lu Chen sat beside him weakly, looking up at the stars in the sky, "Thank you just now. If you hadn't sacrificed your life, I wouldn't have been able to kill him."
Commander Song said nothing, patted Lu Chen's shoulder with his blood-stained hand, "I should thank you, otherwise I would have died just now."
Standing close to the mountain gate, when they saw Lu Chen killing the white tiger, a team of hundreds of people immediately cheered, applauding his wonderful sword attack.
Xiao Wuyan glanced at Miao Qing, who gave him a wry smile. The two of them didn't say anything, but they seemed to have said everything.
Seeing that Commander Song was fine, Song Yu was relieved, and then turned his gaze to Lu Chen, "He can kill those at the second level of Taoist realm, but we can't catch up."
"We are destined to be unable to catch up with some people." Li Baishan shook his head, held down the handle of the knife with his right hand, and pushed the knife out of the sheath for three seconds with his left hand, but he could no longer swing the knife.
boom!
A low collision sounded, and this time it was not Mr. Cha who retreated. He stood on the spot, his broken arm had regenerated, and his palms were like dark glass.
"Ahem, it's really a good trick." There was blood on the corner of Mr. Zheng's mouth. He covered his right chest with his left hand. His face was much pale, but the corners of his mouth were curved.
"Even if you use the power of the evil god to trigger my old wounds, your defeat is already certain."
Mr. Cha's smile completely disappeared, as if covered with layers of frost, and his cold eyes were full of murderous intent, "Who is he?"
He met Lu Chen for the first time. The latter tried his best to kill Hu Yue, who was at the fifth level of bloodline realm, and later killed Zhao Qianhe, who was infinitely close to the Taoist realm.
After that, he killed all Yunhe in the Taoist realm, and even now... even Bai Hu, who was infinitely close to the third level of the Taoist realm, died under his hands!
This is impossible, absolutely impossible for an ordinary person to do.
Only a short time had passed since the Babaolou incident, and Lu Chen had crossed the Bloodline Realm, his cultivation had broken through the Taoist Realm, and he was also able to cross the realm and kill the White Tiger.
This was beyond his knowledge. There could be no such person in this world, unless he was hiding his cultivation from the beginning.
Thinking of this, Mr. Zha's pupils shrank and he stared at Mr. Zheng closely, "He is the chess piece you laid out from the beginning. You have been plotting against me since Daoxiang Village!"
Master Zheng also lamented Lu Chen's performance, and couldn't help but feel a little funny when he heard Master Cha's words, "Just because you can't do it, doesn't mean that no one can do it.
"There are countless geniuses in this world. If you have been to Fucheng, you will understand that it is not an exaggeration to enter the realm of Taoism in one day."
Master Zha lifted up his messy white hair and let out a disdainful laugh, "Do you think my defeat is certain?"
Master Zheng frowned and looked at him alertly. The other person's eyes were as white as ink, and turned into pure black. Those eyes contained no emotion at all.
It's like a high-altitude god who regards the world as ants.
At the same time, the picture of the angry sea in the square suddenly trembled, as if it resonated with Master Zha's aura.
His toes were three feet off the ground, his whole body was wet from the sea water, the air was filled with the smell of rotten seafood, and an extremely evil aura erupted from his body.
Master Zha looked down at Master Zheng, the dark glazed palm of his hand stood up and he shook it from afar!
