"I thought you were so powerful, but I didn't expect it to be nothing more than that!" Wei Lan stared coldly at the figure in the wing and sneered.
Lu Chen's sarcastic voice came from the darkness of the wing: "The one who laughs last is the winner. Do you think this person will be you?"
"It's time, you still don't accept it? Very good, then use your blood as a sacrifice to my dead brothers!" Wei Lan swung his gun, the barrel of the gun trembled, his whole body moved, and he turned into an afterimage and rushed into the wing.
Inside, the silver spear emerged from the sea like a dragon, stabbing Lu Chen who was standing in the darkness with a fierce aura.
However, the moment the sharp spear point was about to pierce Lu Chen's body, a strange purple light lit up in vain.
Like a sinister poisonous snake, it wrapped around the spear that was stabbing at a fast speed like lightning, and quickly wrapped around the barrel of the gun, biting Wei Lan's palm coldly.
Wei Lan was shocked and wanted to draw his gun and retreat, but Lu Chen would not give him a chance. The black heavy sword held in his left hand carried the power of thunder and took the opportunity to hit the opponent hard. The thick sword energy caused violent vibrations in the air.
Wei Lan's eyes flickered, and his pupils suddenly shrank into pinhole shapes. At the critical moment, the nine levels of acquired internal energy exploded with all his strength, he pulled out the silver spear with all his strength, and quickly blocked it.
There was a crisp sound of "clang", and the turbulent force was like a meteorite falling from the sky. It forced Wei Lan to half kneel down, and large cracks suddenly appeared on the ground under his feet.
"Your strength is nothing more than this!" Lu Chen looked calmly at Wei Lan, whose forehead was covered with sweat, and hummed.
Feeling the huge power coming from the barrel of the gun, Wei Lan's veins popped up on his forehead, his face turned red, and there was a faint fishy-sweet taste in his throat.
What inner strength secrets has this guy mastered? It's simply unbelievable that he has such strength.
He was too careless. According to the information he got from his subordinates, he should have known that the other party had another soft purple sword. Otherwise, he would not have suffered such a loss.
"It turns out that you have been hiding your clumsiness, but I underestimated you. Now it seems that you can't stay even more, otherwise there will be endless troubles!" Wei Lan shouted low, the gun barrel suddenly raised, and the whole person took the opportunity to retreat a few meters.
I remember stabbing Lu Chen in the chest with the carbine.
The black heavy sword was quickly pulled back, and the rapidly thrusting spearhead was immediately blocked by the broad sword body, causing sparks to fly everywhere.
"This guy is really difficult to deal with!" Wei Lan said bitterly. No matter how hard he tried, the bright black epee would not move at all, as if it was stabbed on a shield.
Lu Chen lowered his eyes and shouted with a cold face: "You have already tried your best, it's my turn!" As soon as he finished speaking, the purple soft sword began to tremble rapidly, like a rattlesnake, making a strange hissing sound in the air.
Bite the opponent hard.
Wei Lan's eyelids twitched and goosebumps appeared all over his body. Facing Lu Chen's soft sword, an indescribable fear suddenly appeared in his heart.
He immediately put away his gun to resist, pulling and pulling, the spear danced wildly, like a wind wheel, protecting his whole body airtightly.
Lu Chen attacked with all his strength, without any mercy. He used the heavy sword in his left hand and the soft sword in his right hand, slashing at the opponent crazily with one sword after another. The continuous sword moves seemed to flow smoothly, giving Wei Lan no chance to counterattack.
"Ding", "ding", "ding"... the crisp sounds are endless, and the dazzling sparks are shining fiercely in the dark room.
In the beginning, Wei Lan was the one who suppressed Lu Chen, but now the situation was reversed in an instant, and it was Wei Lan's turn to feel the feeling of being oppressed. As the saying goes, things turn around.
‘Brush’, ‘swipe’, ‘swipe’... The strange purple sword light shined crazily in the dark room, and the black epee was like thunder from the nine heavens, making continuous sounds and hitting Wei Lan hard.
The miserable purple sword light continued one after another, sweeping through Wei Lan again and again, like waves of sinister wind.
Wei Lan never imagined that Lu Chen's hidden true strength could be so terrifying. He felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire and was unable to extricate himself.
Lu Chen has been longing for a real battle for a long time. He didn't use all his strength before. There are two reasons. The first is mainly because he doesn't want to expose his identity in front of the people in the city lord's palace. The second is that he wants to test the opponent's strength first.
, so I have always had reservations.
Now, it's no longer necessary.
Because the Wei Lan in front of him must die, and he dares to take the idea of Wushuang City. With him here, it is simply wishful thinking.
Wei Lan's defense was very tight. No matter how Lu Chen thrust out his two swords or how vicious and tricky his moves were, it was like hitting a turtle shell with no reaction.
"What kind of swordsmanship does the opponent practice? It's so weird. The two swords in his hands are like two swordsmen. They can actually use different styles of sword moves to attack me at the same time. It's incredible!" Wei Lan struggled to resist, feeling deep in his heart.
Extremely shocked.
He has never seen a swordsman who can display swordsmanship with completely different styles at the same time. You must know that he is now facing the equivalent of two swordsmen of the same strength.
It is conceivable that Wei Lan is currently in a difficult predicament. If he does not fight back, death is the only outcome.
"Get away!" Wei Lan raised his spear and swiped it violently, forcing Lu Chen back. He turned around in an instant, holding the spear tightly with both hands, and with a strange spiral force, the tip of the spear turned into a
The wildly rotating drill bit pierced Lu Chen like lightning, and the surrounding air hissed as if it had penetrated the air.
Poison Dragon Heart Piercer, Wei Lan's most powerful trick.
The center of Lu Chen's pupils reflected the sharp spear that was shooting madly. His heart couldn't help but beat wildly. A strong sense of crisis appeared in his mind without any warning, and he immediately took a few steps back.
"You can't run away, just die!" Wei Lan shouted, spinning his palm vigorously, the sharp spear tip accelerated again to a terrifying level.
Lu Chen held the sword with both hands and his eyes were cold. The moment the silver spear stabbed him, his figure instantly disappeared. His whole person became blurry and elegant, like a gust of wind, and he avoided the opponent's fatal blow with ease.
There was a loud "boom" and half of the entire wing collapsed. The power of the Poison Dragon Piercing Diamond was indeed extraordinary.
"The marksmanship is exquisite, but it's a pity that it's just one move away!" A cold voice sounded from behind, like a ghost in the darkness.
Wei Lan was horrified, the flaw was exposed. He immediately prepared to draw a gun to fight back, but unexpectedly, a figure on the left flashed erratically, and a flash of sad sword light suddenly lit up.
Poof, Wei Lan's sleeve on his left arm was cut with a cut.
"Your speed is too slow!" A cold voice echoed in the room, as if coming from all directions, and a figure in the darkness rushed towards Wei Lan like a ghost.
Wei Lan's eyes swept around, constantly searching for Lu Chen's eyes.
But Lu Chen's movements were so weird, like a gust of elegant wind, flashing around, appearing and disappearing without a trace.
By the time he said this sentence, Lu Chen had already struck with his sword more than thirty times, and each time he was in a different position.
In the blink of an eye, Wei Lan's whole body became tattered, like a ragged beggar. His body was covered with sharp sword marks left by Lu Chen, but there was no trace of blood on his body. Most of the credit for this was due to the sharp sword marks on his body.
A dark golden soft armor.
"Looking at how fearless you are, it turns out you have soft protective armor on you!" Lu Chen's erratic and cold voice echoed in every corner of the wing, like a ghostly mocking voice.
Wei Lan's eyes flashed, he held the gun in both hands, and watched the surroundings vigilantly. He ignored the joking from all around and shouted in vain: "I found you, come out!" He immediately swung the spear and slashed hard at the side.
Wandering Lu Chen.
Lu Chen looked stunned, and before he had time to react, he was hit hard by Wei Lan with a stick and sent flying. Like a sharp arrow, it shot through the roof and quickly rose into the sky.
"Since I started practicing martial arts, you are the strongest opponent I have ever encountered. As a token of respect, I will also let you experience my own unique skills!" Lu Chen, who was in mid-air, looked down at the people in the wing, and his cold voice echoed through the courtyard.
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Boom, there was a huge dull sound in the air, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was falling, a terrifying majestic momentum erupted from Lu Chen's body!
The black heavy sword floated lightly, trembled slightly, and made a subtle hissing sound, like the sound of striking silverware, which was pleasant to the ear.
"Wrath of the sky!" Lu Chen took a deep breath, and the black heavy sword struck Wei Lan who was in the courtyard room from top to bottom like thunder and lightning. Wherever the thick black sword tip touched, it rippled in circles.
The ripples are as powerful as the sky falling and the earth falling.
Wei Lan's pupils widened in vain, looking up at the black heavy sword approaching rapidly above his head, his expression horrified. His whole body was instantly enveloped by a huge aura, unable to move even half a step, as if the surrounding air was frozen.
He gritted his teeth and suddenly raised his spear and stabbed it out, intending to make a hole in the world.
The moment the black epee struck down, there was a loud bang, as if the sky was falling and the earth was falling. The sound resounded for miles around. The courtyard shook violently, like an earthquake.
There was a shocking muffled sound of "boom", and the dilapidated house suddenly exploded and exploded in an instant!
In the center of the fierce fight between Wei Lan and Lu Chen, the ground collapsed instantly, and turbulent air waves mixed with large amounts of wood fragments rolled violently in all directions, as if a storm was sweeping across the courtyard.
Tang Yun's group of people stood not far away, as if they were caught in a strong wind, blowing them off their feet.
After a while, the dilapidated courtyard returned to calm.
Tang Yun stood up slowly with the support of her sister Tang Xuan. Looking at the courtyard that was almost in ruins, the two sisters looked shocked.
When Tang Zhong and Wen Hu, two warriors at the ninth level of the day after tomorrow, saw this scene, their mouths opened with shock on their faces!
Is this Lu Chen’s true strength? It’s incredible!
Asking themselves, if they were to engage in a life-and-death fight with Wei Lan, they would definitely lose. They had never seen such a terrifying marksmanship.
It is obvious that here, Tang Zhong and Wen Hu can only be regarded as two wolves at best, while Wei Lan can be called a tiger. The difference in strength between the two sides is obvious.
Of course, the feeling Lu Chen's strength gave them could only be described in four words, unfathomable!
Although they are both acquired ninth-level warriors, internal strength is only the foundation. The most important aspects of fighting at their level are experience and skills. Because masters rarely reveal flaws in fights, during the fight, they will even use their best strength.
Cover up your weaknesses. Expose your flaws, and the result will be death.
This is the difference between the strong and the weak.
