"Bald donkey, suffer death, don't use the hidden dragon!" The black-robed young man turned into an afterimage, and quickly struck the opponent with a palm. The black dragon's shadow circled in the air, overlapping with the black-robed figure, and quickly
Dive. Wherever it goes, the air twists, creating ripples visible to the naked eye that spread out, stirring up flying snow all over the sky.
Seeing the young man in black robes swooping towards him, Jue Wuchen roared: "Buddha's light shines everywhere!" Suddenly, his whole body lit up with a sacred golden glow.
"Ouch!" The high-pitched dragon roar was deafening. The nearly six-foot-long black dragon phantom rushed towards Jue Wuchen like lightning, opened its bloody mouth, and was about to swallow Jue Wuchen. However, at the critical moment, Jue Wuchen
The golden light on Wuchen's body was in vain, and an imaginary image of an Arhat was vaguely visible, chanting Sanskrit music, as if a sacred protective light shield was blocking the black dragon.
The two behemoths collided fiercely, and the powerful aftermath was like a storm, sweeping away in all directions. A layer of soil was lifted off the ground, and sand and rocks were blown away, shaking the earth.
Lu Chen, Murong Ziyun and some Jianzong disciples, including the convoy, who were hiding nearby to watch, were hit by a storm-like wind. They didn't even have time to react, and were blown backwards, as if
There was an invisible force impacting on them. The aftermath was so powerful. It is conceivable that if they were in the middle of the two innate masters, they, the acquired masters, would probably be dead!
Lu Chen quickly inserted the epee into the ground, held the hilt tightly, and grasped Murong Ziyun's palm to steady his body. Looking at the figures fighting at the bridge, he felt a turmoil in his heart: "What a terrifying atmosphere, two innate masters fighting fiercely."
It can be so terrifying, and the aftermath of a single fight can blow away Houtian warriors. It’s unbelievable. A battle of this level is rare in a century, and you must not miss it!”
With a hard blow from the front, Jue Wuchen was knocked back more than ten feet, flew backwards, and then landed gracefully on the chain bridge. Looking at the figure in black robe not far away, there was blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth, but he didn't react angrily.
Laughing: "Happy, your Excellency's Hidden Dragon move is so powerful that it really opened Ping Seng's eyes. It's a pity that it lacks the firepower!"
"Humph, you damn bald donkey. You refused to leave when I asked you to leave, and you dared to speak rudely. It's too late now. I will take your life today!" The young man in black robe stood in the snow and shouted coldly, with a circle around his body.
Wisps of black air flow around it, like small snakes, writhing up and down, vividly.
Jue Wuchen raised one palm and said in a thoughtful tone: "Amitabha, monks, don't lie, your palm skills are indeed very powerful, but if you want to take the monk's life, I'm afraid it's still a little lacking!"
"Then try it!" The young man in black robe hummed, and his whole body turned into a black shadow, and he quickly rushed towards the opponent. The black aura surrounded his right hand, and in an instant, a huge illusory dragon claw was condensed.
Jue Wuchen did not dare to be careless, so he laughed and said: "The Buddhist lion roars!" Suddenly, an illusory golden lion image appeared behind him, trying to choose people to devour.
The roar was like the sound of a bell, shaking the sky thoroughly.
The young man in black robe slapped his palm, and was about to hit the opponent's head, but was stopped by a thick roar. The sound waves visible to the naked eye were like pouring rivers, which could not be captured by his illusory dragon claws.
"Damn bald donkey, you, a Buddhist traitor, can use such unique skills, it's a complete waste!" The young man in black robe narrowed his eyes slightly, and a circle of golden light suddenly lit up in the depths of his pupils, and with his left hand
Imagining a black dragon claw and slamming it towards the opponent.
There was a muffled sound of "Peng", and Jue Wuchen, who was resisting with all his strength, was actually kicked out. The young man in black robe took advantage of the victory and jumped into the air to kick the opponent!
Jue Wuchen was so shocked that he was stunned, blood spurted from his mouth, he jumped up from the river, and punched the opponent fiercely.
The fists and feet collided, and the thick Xiantian True Yuan swept away, puff, puff, puff, and several thick water columns rose into the sky, causing huge waves on the river.
The black-robed young man's attack was extremely ferocious. The Xiantian Yuan was pounding at the opponent like a rainstorm through his fists and kicks, without giving the opponent a chance to breathe. When his body was in the air, illusory black dragons were constantly circling around him, majestic and majestic.
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Jue Wuchen put his hands together and made a strange mark, with a solemn look on his face. The golden Xiantian Yuan filled the surrounding area like a fishing net. Several large whirlpools appeared out of thin air in the water on the river surface, and three waterspouts quickly rolled up.
It turned into giant pythons and bit into the black-robed young man in mid-air.
The young man in black robe didn't take this into consideration at all. With a fierce paw, he directly smashed the ancient giant python that the river water turned into into countless water splashes. It was extremely domineering!
The strong wind mixed with the turbulent waves swept away, and the wooden planks on the iron cable bridge were blown away piece by piece. The pieces of wood were broken into pieces and fell into the river. The corpses that had been dead for a long time were also affected and drifted with the waves on the river.
ups and downs.
Lu Chen, Murong Ziyun and the others stood on the shore, watching this shocking scene, dumbfounded. The spectacular picture gave them a strong visual impact.
Is this the battle of the innately strong? It is unimaginable that one move after another can cause such a big movement.
Jue Wuchen and the young man in black robes fought fiercely on the river for dozens of rounds. They seemed to be losing, and gradually fell into a disadvantage. Seeing that they were defeated, he roared suddenly, and a layer of strange blood lines appeared on the black characters all over his body.
, the aura instantly climbed to its peak, and he knocked back the black-robed young man with one punch, while he dived into the bottom of the river and disappeared.
The young man in black robe fell on a wooden board on the river, looked at the place where Jue Wuchen disappeared, and said with contempt: "A Buddhist disciple dares to practice such crooked ways, no wonder he is wanted by Wanfo Temple, you scum!"
As time went by, the roaring and turbulent river gradually calmed down. The young man in black robe flew to the shore and looked at the heavily damaged convoy, his majestic and stern face covered with frost.
Lu Chen hesitated for a while, then stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much for your help, but I don't know your surname?"
"No need to thank you. I owe Jia Tianpeng a favor, so I just repay him! As for who I am, you can just call me Zhao Zhenxian!" The young man in black robe stood with his hands behind his back, exuding a noble temperament, quite like a jade tree in the wind.
posture.
It turned out that the young man in black robe was called Zhao Zhenxian. Murong Ziyun and Teng Qinglei looked at each other and strolled over. They were full of curiosity about such a mysterious young man in black robe. He looked so young and looked to be almost the same age as them.
, turned out to be an unfathomable innate powerhouse. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have imagined that the opponent's strength was so terrifying!
Lu Chen asked curiously: "Where did the innate master who just fought with you come from? He actually intercepted our convoy so arrogantly!"
"This person is known as the demon monk, but he is the traitor of Wanfo Temple, Jue Wuchen, the leader of the top ten villains in Kyushu, with a notorious reputation. I didn't expect that I would meet him today. I wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to deal with him, but I didn't expect that he would escape!"
The young man in black robe said coldly, showing off his domineering attitude.
"That's it!" Lu Chen nodded, and then said with a wry smile: "According to what you said, it seems that we disciples of the Sword Sect have been taken advantage of by Jia Tianpeng!"
The young man in black robe frowned slightly and said in a clear voice: "Why do you say that!"
"Is there anything to say? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Jia Tianpeng hired us Jianzong disciples to escort him just to cover up others' eyes. The main purpose is to attract the attention of outsiders. I am afraid that he himself has returned to Yangzhou long ago. Your Excellency, am I talking about that?
?" Lu Chen said slowly.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Zhenxian's mouth: "You are not stupid, you actually guessed Jia Tianpeng's thoughts. It is indeed as you said. From beginning to end, it was just Jia Tianpeng's bluff in the name of Sword Sect. I'm afraid you also
I never thought that I was protecting an innate strong man along the way! Unfortunately, the deal is done, and it’s useless no matter how much you complain!"
"Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy. Jia Tianpeng, a businessman, is shrewd enough to fool us warriors. He himself is afraid that he is already living happily in Yangzhou at this time. It is really embarrassing!" Lu Chen sighed softly, full of joy.
A look of helplessness on his face.
Zhao Zhenxian said indifferently: "Okay, now that the matter is over, you don't need to say any more. How much your Sword Sect has lost, just report it back to your sect leader according to the facts. Jia Tianpeng will not be ungrateful. I understand him!"
"That's right. The matter has come to an end. It's useless to say more. In this case, this mission is over. Let's go back home first. Senior Zhao said goodbye!" Lu Chen said with his hands in hand, turned around and took him with him.
Murong Ziyun and the others left.
"Hold on, Lu Chen, I have something to discuss with you!" Zhao Zhenxian looked at Lu Chen and said with interest.
Lu Chen was stunned for a moment, and said with a puzzled expression: "Senior, please speak!"
"You are extremely talented and you are truly a good talent. If you have the guidance of a famous teacher, within ten years, you will have the potential to break through your innate potential. I am very optimistic about you and would like to ask you if you are interested in following me!" Zhao Zhenxian dressed up in a costume.
During this period of time, Jia Tianpeng had actually been secretly paying attention to Lu Chen. This young man was mature and steady in his work and extremely talented. He liked him so much that he had already thought about retaining him. He always had a very accurate eye for people, that's why he was like this.
explain.
Lu Chen was stunned for a while, but Murong Ziyun next to him couldn't help but said: "Senior, I'm sorry, Lu Chen is a disciple of the Sword Sect. He swears allegiance to the sect to the death and will not switch to others again. Senior, please respect yourself!"
Zhao Zhenxian glanced at Murong Ziyun, her eyes fell on Lu Chen, and said with a hint of hope: "What do you think?"
Lu Chen smiled bitterly and said: "My senior sister has said so, what else can I think of, but I still have to thank you for your love!"
"Oh, very good!" Zhao Zhenxian heard Lu Chen's reply, nodded with a smile, and walked directly past the crowd towards the motorcade.
However, when Murong Ziyun passed by the other person, his nose couldn't help but wrinkle. Hey, how could this person have the scent of woman's rouge?
