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Chapter 632: Song of the Phoenix

Chapter 632: Feng Chaoge

"roll!"

At this moment, Lu Chen's sharp shout was heard, and Jiang Xing was seen flying backwards under his sword.

A "swish" sound;

At this moment, Lin Mutian rushed out suddenly, dragging out a bolt of lightning that cut through the void, making a roar like thunder.

He made a move with his empty hand, and Jiang Xing who flew out was caught by him.

"Senior Brother Lin...?" Jiang Xing looked at him with a look of shame on his face.

"You go back first."

Lin Mutian waved his hand, indicating that he should not care about success or failure, then walked directly towards Lu Chen and said in a low voice: "Yang Chen, I, Lin Mutian, have come to meet you."

"You don't need to sign yourself up, because I won't remember any of my defeated generals." Lu Chen said calmly.

Originally, when he was injured by Murong Qiu in the Ziji Mountains, he wanted to find an opportunity to take revenge, but with his current cultivation level, he was not Murong Qiu's opponent.

Then, these disciples of Confucian Academy naturally became his target. Lin Mutian jumped out of his own accord, and Lu Chen naturally had no reason to be polite.

"You are so brave!"

These words made Lin Mutian furious, with murderous intent in his eyes, he rushed forward, thunder and lightning filled the field, rumbling sounds could be heard, and thunder-blue light patterns shot out from the palms of both hands.

"Take a thunder palm from me."

As soon as the blue light pattern appeared, Lin Mutian rushed towards Lu Chen and slapped it with both hands. A palm print as large as a hundred feet was formed in an instant, shaped like a world of thunder, with thousands of thunder falling to the ground.

Faced with such an earth-shattering situation, Lu Chen was extremely calm. He turned the ink sword in his hand and with a "swish" sound, the cold sword tip thrust out and pierced the palm print.

A sharp chissing sound immediately reached Lin Mutian's ears. His face suddenly darkened, he snorted angrily, crossed his hands, and his thunder attribute spiritual power surged, forming a thunder bird.

You must know that during the original trip to Taixu Valley, Lu Chen witnessed with his own eyes Lin Wanfeng and others from the Martial Alliance riding a Thunderbird, and knew how powerful this bird was.

Now that he saw Lin Mutian using his thunder-attribute spiritual power to create a thundering bird, he naturally did not dare to look down upon it and immediately used the Half-Step Sword Art.

A huge black sword shadow hundreds of feet in size suddenly fell.

A "bang" sound;

The thunderbird exploded under the sword.

"Damn it!"

Lin Mutian didn't expect Lu Chen to be so powerful. His face turned cold and his brows furrowed. He immediately clapped his hands and let out a long roar:

"Xuantian Thunder Palm!"

Infinite thunder light gathered, creating blue light patterns and thunder patterns, shaped like a thunder pool, and a palm print was formed. It was huge, like a blue sky and earth, trying to contain Lu Chen.

"The first level of Jianao!"

At the same time, Lu Chen's eyes glowed with sword light, a bright edge, and he suddenly roared. A thousand-foot-long sword shadow was formed under the Mo sword, flying out like a giant dragon, with the ability to travel through the sky and the earth.

In an instant, it struck the huge palm print, and thunder patterns and veins exploded for a while. There was a sudden popping sound, and with a "boom", it split into two.

"What?"

Lin Mutian's eyes widened with a look of horror, and he hurriedly gathered the thunder-colored light shield to resist the first heavy sword, but he was still knocked away.

"Senior Brother Lin?"

Xiao Yanjun and a group of disciples from the Confucian Academy hurriedly stepped forward to help Lin Mutian.

"Go away."

Lu Chen snorted coldly when he saw this, brushed his sleeves and scolded.

All the disciples of the Confucian Academy suddenly turned pale, and Lin Mutian himself looked extremely ugly. He stared at Lu Chen for a long time before stopping everyone and retreating to the pavilion.

The sects and family members on both sides of Lake Wangchuan were moved when they saw this, and included Lu Chen among those who should not be offended.

Long Xiao and others' expressions darkened when they saw this.

Fengshenyu's expression remained normal.

Yang Qi, who was sitting cross-legged on the rocks, had a face as deep as water, as if he had never seen him before.

As for Tuoba Zhen, Song Clan and others all looked in awe.

At this moment, a spiritual light suddenly flashed not far away, and several figures walked out of it, revealing three men and one woman.

There was a young man ahead of him. His white clothes were fluttering and his skin was as white as jade. He looked like an aristocratic son and was very impressive. He looked at Long Xiao and the others and said with a smile: "Brother Long, Brother Zhao, Monk Mingkong, long time no see."

"Lin Wanfeng?"

"Brother Lin?"

"It turns out you are the benefactor Lin Wanfeng. The young monk heard that you have reached the spiritual realm. When I see you today, you are indeed extraordinary."

Long Xiao, Zhao Zichuan, and Monk Mingkong spoke one after another with different expressions.

"Is he Yang Chen?"

Lin Wanfeng chuckled, his eyes fell on Lu Chen, and he said with a hint of surprise: "Brother Long, your letter said that Zhao Yan was also defeated by him, but is it true?"

"Lin Wanfeng, not only the benefactor Zhao Yan, but also the benefactor Yang Shen of the Five Poison Sect and the benefactor Yuan Tianlong of the Taoist Sect have been defeated by this benefactor Yang Chen."

Monk Mingkong looked at Lu Chen, clasped his hands together, and said with praise as if from the bottom of his heart: "Yang Chen, the benefactor, defeated several late-stage Xuantian realm masters in a row with his Nine-Star Wuji Realm cultivation. Such strength is really rare.

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"Oh?" Lin Wanfeng looked at Lu Chen, his eyes shining brightly.

Lu Chen frowned slightly when he saw this, but he didn't expect Lin Wanfeng to come too;

During the group in Taixu Valley, Lu Chen angered Tianyao, the daughter of Tiankun, the master of Tianhuang Palace. Who would have thought that this woman would invite the disciples of the Martial Alliance to deal with him, so Lu Chen had some relations with the Martial Alliance.

Later, for unknown reasons, Long Xiao and Zhao Zichuan attacked him, but Lin Wanfeng and others did not take action.

Therefore, Chase Lu has seen them but does not know their strength.

However, Lin Wanfeng's breakthrough to the Lingtian realm somewhat surprised Lu Chen. As for the three people behind him, He Bofu, Lan Yu, and Xia Ling, they were still at the late stage of the Xuantian realm.

"Yang Chen, do you know us?" Xia Ling asked.

"These are all talented disciples of the Martial Alliance. I, Yang Chen, have naturally heard of them." Lu Chen said.

"Really?" He Bofu sneered, 'I heard that you are very powerful and I can't defeat you unless I'm in the spiritual realm. Is that true?'

"You can try." Lu Chen said with a normal expression.

"How brave." He Bofu said angrily.

"Haha, Junior Brother He, since brother Yang Chen has said so, you can ask him for a few tips." Lin Wanfeng smiled and said, 'Just stop there, don't hurt your harmony.'

"Don't worry, senior brother, I have my own sense of discretion."

He Bofu was unusually tall for ordinary people, with piercing eyes, a square mouth, and a majestic appearance. He gave people a strong and majestic appearance. When he stepped out, the air in all directions surged, making people on both sides of Lake Wangchuan look at him with suspicion.

"Although this He Bofu has not entered the Spiritual Heaven Realm, he has also attacked this realm. He is probably stronger than Yang Shen, Zhao Yan, and Yuan Tianlong. I wonder if he can defeat this Yang Chen?"

The children of various sects and families have witnessed Lu Chen's power with their own eyes, so even now, they dare not say that He Bofu can defeat Lu Chen.

When He Bofu heard these discussions, his face showed displeasure, he stared at Lu Chen and snorted coldly, then rushed over, the aura suddenly burst out, and a strong force spread out, rolling towards Lu Chen.

There was a roar in the void, and the spiritual light reflected the surface of Lake Wangchuan brightly. He Bofu stepped on it, making a roaring sound, and a violent aura spread instantly.

Facing the sky-filled aura and violent aura, Lu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of solemnity between his brows.

Sure enough, even though He Bofu failed to attack the Spirit Heaven Realm, he was still a bit stronger than Zhao Yan, Yang Shen, and Yuan Tianlong.

Of course, if He Bofu did not possess a treasure as powerful as the Immortal Monument, he would still be defeated by Lu Chen.

"Use your most powerful technique, I don't have that much time to play with you." Lu Chen said calmly.

"Okay, I'll make it happen for you."

When He Bofu heard this, he almost twisted his nose with anger, but thinking that the people in front of him who had the same cultivation level as him had all been defeated by Lu Chen, he immediately took a deep breath and suddenly gathered his spiritual power.

"Beef-swallowing demonic fist!"

Suddenly, He Bofu shouted loudly, crossed his fists, and the spiritual light intertwined, forming lines of spiritual power, condensing into a huge beetle, and with a "moo" sound, he rushed straight towards Lu Chen.

"boom!"

The earth-shattering explosion echoed through Lu Chen's sky, and swept down at an extremely fast speed. The mountain-like beetle put tremendous pressure on Lu Chen, and ripples appeared in the void.

He stared at it, his eyes flashed with light, and he swung out the black ink sword in his hand. The poisonous spiritual power swept out and blessed the black ink sword. The sword light was majestic and the sword energy exploded.

In an instant, a thousand-foot black sword shadow formed above Lu Chen's head, like a pillar of heaven, and fell on the longhorned beetle. There was a loud noise, and the galloping longhorned beetle knelt on its four hooves. Then, there was a bang, and it turned into a sword. For nothingness.

"What?"

He Bofu was shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect Lu Chen's sword to be so terrifying. Seeing the thousands-foot-long black sword shadow falling quickly, he immediately backed away.

At the same time, he looked at Lu Chen, unwilling to fail like this. His eyes condensed, and light patterns intertwined in his pupils, which then turned into pupils and shot towards Lu Chen.

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and swung the ink sword in his hand again. The sword energy was so powerful that it drowned the pupil light, and the thousands-foot-long ink-black sword shadow fell down.

A "bang" sound;

He Bo Fu flew out like a kite with its string cut off.

"hiss."

The young masters on both sides of Lake Wangchuan, both men and women, took a breath of cold air when they saw this.

They thought He Bofu could compete with Lu Chen and even have a chance of winning, but they didn't expect it to be so unbearable. Under Jian Ao, like Yang Shen and others, they were unable to fight back.

When Long Xiao and others saw this, they immediately looked at each other.

Then, they looked at Lin Wanfeng.

Lin Wanfeng's face was ugly and his eyes were extremely gloomy.

When Lan Yu and Xia Ling beside him saw this, they glanced at Lu Chen and hurriedly stepped forward to support He Bofu.

"I'm fine."

He Bofu waved his hand to indicate that he did not need their help, and stared at Lu Chen fiercely, looking very unwilling.

"Bah bang bang, it's really exciting. An ant in the Nine-Star Infinite Realm actually defeated the talented disciples of all the major forces in Zhongzhou. It's really eye-opening."

At this moment, a burst of applause came from a mountain peak on the other side of Wangchuan Lake.

"Who's talking, come out?"

When Long Xiao, Zhao Zichuan, Monk Mingkong, Lin Wanfeng and others heard this, their faces sank. They thought about the direction where the sound came from and looked at it. Suddenly they saw a man and a woman walking from the peak with a large number of guards. Came over.

The one who spoke was the young man. His clothes were gorgeous and splendid, and he looked like he was from an extraordinary family.

Moreover, his appearance is also extraordinary, not much different from Qian Yuan, who is as rich as jade.

However, he has an innate nobility that even Qianyuan cannot compare to.

The woman beside him is also unparalleled in beauty, noble and generous, just like a goddess, which makes people feel unattainable. She can only be viewed from a distance, not played with.

"Hey, isn't that Feng Chaoge, the eldest lady of Fengtian Chamber of Commerce? Why is she here too?"

"It's not unusual for her to come to such a grand event, but who is that person next to her that can actually walk with her?"

"I don't know. Seeing as he is only at the middle stage of Xuantian Realm, Feng Chaoge walks with him. I think he has a lot of history."


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