Lu Chen's body trembled as he looked at the figure soaring into the sky. He had been escaping for a long time. If Mr. Ge hadn't secretly helped him, he wouldn't have known how many times he would have died.
Even so, he was almost pierced through his heart by a sword light condensed by Kenwuye. Even if he avoided it in time, his shoulder blades were still penetrated from front to back.
Stabilizing his body, Lu Chen took a deep breath. Now, he had almost used all external means, even the Tianyuan Sanqing Cauldron. He couldn't resist it, so he could only use the giant cauldron to stop Jian Wuye from facing him. A slap on the head.
Looking at the swaying Lu Chen, Jian Wuye knew that the boy in front of him was at the end of his strength. If he killed him, he would get two treasures.
A tattered spear with astonishing power, and the huge cauldron at its feet, the defensive power was astonishing, and even his full blow did not leave any mark.
"Is it going to end?" Shan Guan wanted to rush forward, but was knocked unconscious by the royal ancestor's palm.
Seeing this, Su Wan glared at the ancestor of the royal family fiercely. He leaned against a piece of bluestone and clenched his fists. "We broke through the sect-protecting formation and charged in!" Su Wan said fiercely.
"Hmph, you think the Sword Sect's sect-protecting formation is so easy to break?" The ancestor of the royal family hurriedly stopped Su Wan, who was about to take action. If he were not careful, it would be a small matter if he couldn't break in, but the fun would be great if he caused the formation to attack on his own. .
"I told you, this guy is not a short-lived guy!"
Hearing this, not to mention the single pass that fainted, even Su Wan couldn't help it, "You saw right after you came out of seclusion that he is not a short-lived phase!" Su Wan's voice was low, and he really wanted to ask where this old man was from.
Above Jian Zong, a figure stood swaying on a large cauldron. Blood had soaked half of his body, and his face was pale. Although Jian Wuye was a little embarrassed, no injuries could be seen. He rose into the sky, and a sword of concentrated spiritual power rose into the sky. The long sword was aimed at the weak Lu Chen.
"Go to hell!" The anger in Jian Wuye's heart could no longer be calmed down. Even if he killed Lu Chen and crushed him to ashes, it would not be able to calm him down.
"Old man, I'll help you put out the fire and take a shower!" Lu Chen raised the corners of his mouth as the sword approached and whispered.
Hearing this, Jian Wuye secretly said something about being punished, but he did not give in. He could not believe it, nor could he believe that a third-level monk in the Spirit King Realm had the means to kill a strong man in the Spirit Sect Realm.
After the words fell, Lu Chen endured the huge pain throughout his body and tapped his toes on the giant cauldron. The giant cauldron flipped over and the mouth of the cauldron faced Jian Wuye, with endless water flowing down.
"Hmph!" Jian Wuye sneered, and slapped the palm of his left hand, "It's just water, what can I do?"
Just for an instant, his expression suddenly changed, as if he had seen a ghost, he turned around and ran away. Unfortunately, he was still a step too slow, and the seemingly ordinary water suddenly fell on the back of Kenwuye who turned around and ran away.
"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Jian Wuye's figure fell towards the mountains at a faster speed.
"This..." At the foot of the mountain, many strong men suspended in mid-air stared dumbfounded at the fighting in the mountains in the distance. The young man who thought he was about to perish actually fought back, once again refreshing their understanding. Know.
A cultivator of the third level of the Spiritual King Realm is indeed considered a strong person in the Da Luo Dynasty, but facing a strong person of the Spiritual Sect Realm, it is no different from ants shaking a tree.
At the moment, the big tree was washed away like ants peeing on it, and it seemed to have been seriously injured.
"What kind of water is that?"
"How could it be water? Have you ever seen or heard of such terrifying water? It hurt a strong man in the Lingzong realm just like a drop of urine!" A monk vividly exclaimed, but as soon as he finished speaking, other People around him stayed away.
"The young master of the Lu family is really not simple, and his methods are endless. Are those rumors true? The Lu family is really not an ordinary family!" Some powerful cultivators frowned, recalling in their minds that only the top experts are qualified. Know the secret.
"Old man, come again!" Lu Chen roared, suppressing the smell of blood in his throat.
He controlled the cauldron to retract the heavy water that was thrown out, his handprints changed, and the dark flames that burned the mountain peaks returned to his body.
Seeing the young man roaring in the air, everyone at the foot of the mountain was speechless. Then they looked at the bare mountains.
, no one is not amazed.
Half a quarter of an hour ago, the Jianzong Mountains were green and full of aura. Now, except for a few peaks, there is nothing but bare mountains. Except for a hint of burnt smell in the air, the bare peaks are not to mention burnt. The trees and even the surface of the mountain seemed to have melted and solidified together again, which was amazing.
Seeing no one responding in the mountains below, Lu Chen turned around and glanced at Bingdie who was busy rescuing his disciples. He silently said sorry in his heart and hurriedly rushed down the mountain.
"Little bastard, do you think you can run away?" On the top of a bare mountain, Jian Wuye was extremely embarrassed, his face was pale, and he wiped away the blood stains left on the corner of his mouth. He really didn't dare to pursue him anymore, for fear of Lu Chen's giant cauldron. The water flow is too scary.
At that moment, he felt like he was slammed into the back by several mountains. Even if he had the strength of the Lingzong realm, he was blasted into the heart of the mountain at that moment. He used 70% of his strength to shoot a shot. The palm only caused the water to ripple for a moment, which was too terrifying.
He didn't want to be teased again. The whispers at the bottom of the mountain had already reached his ears. Even though they were very far away, he almost vomited blood. He even wanted to rush down the mountain to catch the monk who had opened his mouth and ask him if he knew. Talk, and finally slap him to death. Read the book
The handprints changed, and a token rose into the sky. It was the Sword Sect's master's order. In an instant, the master's order disappeared into the void, and the spiritual power wave spread. A hundred-foot giant sword slowly took shape, and the terrifying pressure caused the people below to Everyone suffocated.
"Did you see it? This is the Sword Sect's sect-protecting formation. How many blows can you block with your Spirit King-level strength?" The ancestor of the royal family stared at the hundred-foot giant sword in mid-air with a solemn expression. With such power, even if he It may not be able to receive several attacks.
"Old man, you really don't want to give up!" Lu Chen sneered, a dark wooden clip appeared in his hand, and he took out something, "Old man, do you know what this is?"
Jian Wuye's heart tightened. Not long ago, it was this sneer that drove him directly into the heart of the mountain. Looking at the crystals taken out from the wooden clamp in the opponent's hand, he couldn't help but tremble at the corner of his mouth.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you anymore, but..." Lu Chen held back the huge pain and looked at the hundred-foot giant sword condensed in mid-air.
The giant face rotated slowly, and as time passed, the rotation speed became faster and faster. The space around the giant sword was somewhat distorted, which was very scary.
"Behead you first!" Jian Wuye became fierce and used the sect-protecting formation because he was worried that this little thief was playing dirty tricks. "Kill!" He yelled angrily, his handprints changed again, and he slashed at Lu Chen with his giant sword.
"Haha, old man, let's see how I broke your sect-protecting formation!" A loud laugh resounded throughout the mountains.
"Is this kid crazy? I don't know how long the Sword Sect's sect-protecting formation has been in existence. It's so powerful that he can break it with just a word!" A cultivator shook his head.
"Shut up, didn't you get enough of a beating?" An angry shout came from behind the ascetic. It was the strong man who had just beaten him for talking too much not long ago.
In the void, Lu Chen's heart trembled as he looked at the giant sword striking at him. The pressure was too terrifying. If he hadn't seen Qinglong and other top experts, this power alone would make countless cultivators tremble.
However, facing such an astonishingly powerful sect-protecting formation, Lu Chen smiled and raised the crystal in his hand.
"Broken!" As soon as the word "Broken!" came out, the crystal in Lu Chen's hand exploded. The explosion was also heard from two peaks in the middle of the mountain.
The distance between the two peaks was close to the mountain gate, where the peripheral disciples of the Sword Sect were stationed and lived. At this moment, a roar came from the two peaks from the mountainside, and the mountains began to slide.
There was a constant rumble and dust was flying.
"Hahaha..." Lu Chen laughed, watching the hundred-foot giant sword slowly dissipate in mid-air, "Old man, the sword sect's sect-protecting formation is nothing more than that!" After saying that, he kicked out the giant cauldron under his feet.
Click!
There was a clicking sound from the Sword Sect's protective formation, and cracks began to spread where the light curtain covering the mountain peaks was hit by the tripod.
"Little thief!" Jian Wuye's eyes were almost spitting fire, his figure flickering, and he attacked Lu Chen. He had completely lost his mind.
boom!
Another sound
Loud noises and clicks spread rapidly on the light screen, and a figure galloped out.
"The Sword Sect's sect-protecting formation was broken like this?" Many cultivators were unable to recover, wondering what happened.
"The base of the formation has been blown up!" Some cultivators were shocked. "There is a mole in the Sword Sect!" someone said in response.
Su Wan glanced at the ancestor of the royal family, who was also surprised. Even he was afraid of the Sword Sect's sect-protecting formation, just destroyed by two cauldrons?
Su Wan suddenly remembered what Lu Chen asked the prince to help him do before he left last time. "This boy has a lot of money!" A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the figure disappeared from the place.
"Whoever dares to take action is an enemy of the Jianzong. After today, the nine tribes will be killed!" Jian Wuye's figure appeared in front of everyone and looked back at the royal ancestor, Su Wan and others.
"You..." Su Wan was so angry that he almost made a move, but was suppressed by the royal ancestor.
"Hold on, hold on, a little patience will ruin your plans!" The royal family ancestor patted Su Wan on the shoulder and said.
"The Sword Sect is out in full force to hunt down the seriously injured Mr. Lu. Do you want me to hold back?" Su Wan glared at the old man in front of him with an angry expression.
"The old man is already red-eyed. If you and I do it again, there's no guarantee that he won't jump over the wall and attack the Alchemist Guild and the royal family directly. All he needs is an excuse!"
"Then look at it like this?" Su Wan roared angrily.
"Don't worry, there is nothing you can do about the little guy in Sword Sect. Do you think you can catch him when you go out?" The royal family ancestor smiled and looked at the disciples of Sword Sect who had already gone away.
"That's true. I hope you, old guy, can be reliable for once!" Su Wan nodded, but the worry on his face did not diminish at all.
