In the woods, two streams of light chased each other, moving very fast.
Large swaths of trees were cut off and collapsed, and the noise caused by the fight between the two top experts was really terrifying.
From time to time, there was a sound of clashing sword blades, which kept echoing in the mountains and forests.
At this moment, Lian Zhen turned around in vain, turned around suddenly, drew an arc in the woods, and rushed towards the figure flying from behind.
brush!
A flash of sword light cut through the sky and struck Lu Chen at extremely high speed. Wherever it went, a strong wind was set off, and countless flowers, plants and trees were blown away.
"You want to make a sneak attack, huh!" Lu Chen's eyes turned cold, and he hummed. He had been prepared for her move for a long time. Wisps of flames quickly surrounded and rose along the blade of the sword, and a surging breath exploded.
The Xuanqing heavy sword struck hard, like a cyan thunderbolt, and the violent and surging power instantly impacted the Jinghong Sword.
The fourth form of the Thunder-Splitting Sky Sword: Thunderbolt!
There was a loud explosion!
Lian Zhen was knocked upside down in an instant, blood spurted out from her mouth, and it was like a cannonball hitting the back, hitting four or five big trees in a row before coming to a stop.
"Ahem!" Lian Zhen fell down on the grass like a broken petal, with blood flowing from his mouth.
"Wen Wan!" Meng Luochuan, who was running not far away, saw Lian Zhen's body covered in blood and couldn't help shouting anxiously.
Meng Jiaohai who followed stopped Meng Luochuan and said: "Luochuan, don't go, that's not your wife, that's Lian Zhen from Qisha!"
"No, that's my wife, don't stop me!" Meng Luochuan said eagerly.
Meng Haijiao was furious: "You are crazy. She is your father-killing enemy, and you are still thinking about her being your wife. Calm down, the overall situation is more important!"
"It's impossible, it's impossible, she is not Lian Zhen, she is my wife Wen Wan!" Meng Luochuan cried bitterly, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, and his whole body was stunned.
I used to love him so much, protect her carefully, and regard her as everything in my life.
Why did she lie to me, why did she pretend to be gentle? After such a long and sweet time together, does she really not love me?
Meng Luochuan couldn't figure it out, tears were streaming down his face, and his spirit was about to collapse.
It turned out that all this was a dream carefully crafted for her. Meng Luochuan was heartbroken and bleeding. He must find Lian Zhen to find out.
Shan Qiong, Ghost Mountain and Youquan, and Wu Tong couldn't help but shake their heads secretly when they saw this scene.
A man doesn't shed tears lightly, but he hasn't reached the point where he is sad.
Lu Chen stood not far away and shouted coldly: "Lian Zhen, you lose! Things need to be settled back then. Tell me why my father was assassinated back then and who was the mastermind behind it."
"You really want to know the truth so much!" Lian Zhen stumbled up from the grass and said with a sad smile.
Lu Chen said: "The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable!"
"Huh, you won't want to know the truth. Even if you know, you can't take revenge!" Lian Zhen supported his body and said sarcastically.
Lu Chen said with murderous intent: "Do you really want me to use extreme measures to force you to destroy flowers?"
"Oh, are you really good at dealing with women?" Lian Zhen mocked.
Lu Chen sneered: "Huh, I never thought of you as a woman!"
"You are so cruel!" Lian Zhen secretly gathered strength and took the opportunity to regain her strength.
Lu Chen said: "You tried so hard to enter Tianque Palace and take away the secret armor of the Black Turtle. What are you planning!"
"Ahem, do you want to know? I won't tell you." Lian Zhen said through gritted teeth.
Lu Chen's eyes turned cold: "You can tell me, and I will do whatever it takes to make you say it!"
"I want to know that it's impossible. Even if I die, I will keep the answer rotten in my stomach!" Lian Zhen's whole body burst out with surging sword intent, and a violent storm swirled around her, and countless broken wood and dead branches were scattered on the grass.
Trembling slightly, it quickly got involved and started flying.
Boom!
The originally clear sky suddenly darkened, dark clouds rolled, and silver lightning bolts as thick as an arm fell from the sky, striking down one after another and quickly integrating into Lian Zhen's Jinghong Sword, as if the heaven and earth were stirred by a strong wind.
Four phantoms appeared around Lian Zhen, spinning around her continuously. The surging sword intent swept out in all directions, sinking hundreds of feet into a huge whirlpool.
Obviously, Lian Zhen's turbulent sword intention aroused the power of heaven and earth, and this strange phenomenon of heaven and earth appeared.
Meng Haijiao and his group felt this astonishing power and pulled Meng Luochuan away quickly to avoid being affected.
Not far away, Lu Chen's robes made a rustling sound, his black hair could not move automatically, and the two magic weapons in his hands trembled slightly, as if they had been provoked, and kept making bursts of clanking sounds.
Staring at Lian Zhen, who was preparing for madness, he couldn't help but frown: "This woman still refuses to give up. Does she want to die?"
"This move was created to commemorate my deceased friend, and it's called Sword Thirteen!" Lian Zhen shouted, and his eyes lit up.
Whoosh, almost in an instant, the enchanting figure disappeared from the spot, and a sword struck quickly like lightning without causing any sound.
Lu Chen's pupils shrank, the hair on his body exploded, and a strong sense of crisis arose in his mind. He never expected that the other party was hiding such a trick.
Lian Zhen swung the sword very quickly. It looked like an ordinary sword, but there were thirteen misty sword shadows overlapping each other, making it difficult to see clearly. The surging sword intent instantly blocked all Lu Chen's escape routes, making it inevitable.
The power of this sword is extremely powerful, containing almost all the mysteries of the wind, making Lian Zhen's strength reach the highest level of the integration of man and sword.
Lu Chen gritted his teeth, held two swords in his hands, and swung his swords wildly. He did not hesitate to use his strongest defensive sword move, and his swords turned around the world.
Countless sword shadows swept across the world like a whirlwind, as if a light shield protected his entire body.
Clang! Clang! Clang!....
A flash of crimson sword light pierced through at extremely high speed, colliding several times in an instant, causing sparks to spatter and shine wildly.
The violent sword energy spread out in all directions, and countless trees and stones were blown away, twisting into a pile of powder in the air and scattering all over the sky.
In the face of absolute power, all skills are a joke.
Lu Chen struggled to resist the twelve swords in front of him. Lian Zhen exerted his strength with his wrist, and the last sword forcefully broke through the opponent's airtight defense and stabbed Lu Chen hard on the shoulder.
Poof! A ball of blood-red sprayed out. Lu Chen grunted and shook the soft coiled dragon sword in his left hand, shaking like an angry rattlesnake.
With a wave of his hand like lightning, nine strange purple sword shadows appeared out of thin air. They were real, fake, and illusory.
The first move of Shadow Dance** Technique: Lingxu Nine Swords!
Lian Zhen was immediately blinded, and it was too late to defend herself. The Coiling Dragon Soft Sword pierced her left arm in an instant, penetrating from front to back, and blood spread out.
When the two collided at their peak, both of them were immediately injured. They were each thrown backwards, with blood spilling all over the ground.
Lian Zhen's attitude was completely to injure the enemy by one thousand and damage herself by eight hundred. She went crazy and tried her best, thus seriously injuring Lu Chen. Of course, she herself was not much better.
"Awesome, I didn't expect you to be able to comprehend such a terrifying sword move, I admire you!" Lu Chen covered his wound and stumbled up, looking extremely excited.
This Lian Zhen is indeed the top killer of Seven Kills. He can actually create such powerful sword moves. He is definitely a swordsman genius.
Meeting an opponent in chess is a very exciting thing for those who pursue the pinnacle of martial arts.
What's more, it's really rare for Lian Zhen to understand the mysteries of heaven and earth to such a profound level! Lu Chen was also very happy to see him.
"It's a pity that I couldn't kill you with one sword!" Lian Zhen climbed up from the ground in embarrassment, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth, and he was on the verge of falling.
Seeing that both of them were seriously injured, Meng Haijiao and a group of people rushed over from a short distance away and quickly surrounded Lian Zhen.
"Lian Zhen, you are about to die and yet you are captured without any help!" Meng Haijiao shouted sternly.
"Wen Wan, come back! If you find your way back, you still have a chance."
Meng Luochuan was stopped by Shan Qiong at this time, shouting heartbreakingly, staring at Lian Zhen with a worried look on his face, his eyes full of concern.
Lian Zhen glanced coldly at the group of people in Tianque Palace and sneered: "If it weren't for Lu Chen, you bunch of clowns would dare to point fingers in front of me, don't you think you have a long life!"
"Without Lu Chen, I can still capture you!" Meng Haijiao said sarcastically.
The corner of Lian Zhen's mouth curled up: "A bunch of losers still dare to talk so shamelessly. Your palace master has already been killed by me, so what qualifications do you have to capture me!"
"Shut up, I will kill you now to avenge my brother!" It was too late to say that, but soon, Meng Haijiao held a dark green sword, passed through an afterimage, and quickly stabbed the seriously injured man not far away.
Integrity.
Lian Zhen was about to die. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, a figure stepped forward and blocked Lian Zhen in an instant.
Poof, a flower of blood bloomed, splattering all over Lian Zhen's pretty face.
"Luochuan, you're crazy!" A shout resounded in the woods. Meng Haijiao's eyes widened and he looked at the scene in front of him with sorrow.
The dark green sword penetrated Meng Luochuan's heart. Unexpectedly, he was the one who blocked this fatal sword for Lian Zhen at the critical moment.
"Luochuan!"
"Palace Master!"
A group of people in Tianque Palace looked at this scene in shock. In order to save Lian Zhen, Meng Luochuan did not hesitate to block the sword with his body.
This infatuated kind really loves gentleness to the extreme.
"I am indeed crazy. I am willing to die for the one I love!" Meng Luochuan's expression twitched, blood flowed from his mouth, and his eyes were full of tenderness as he looked at Lian Zhen who was close at hand.
"Sorry, I am late!"
Lian Zhen's eyes were dull, and hot blood flowed slowly on her cheeks, quietly melting the ice in her heart.
"Why!"
Meng Luochuan's breath gradually became weaker, and he murmured to himself: "How can a painting stained with blood be worth a little cinnabar between your eyebrows? No matter how much you betray the world, it is still nothing but prosperity!"
His body was weak and he fell into Lian Zhen's arms, with a faint smile on his lips. He finally hugged Wen Wan again, and this time he would not let her leave him again.
"You are being sentimental, I hate you!" Lian Zhen hugged Meng Luochuan's body, trembling constantly, and tears burst into her eyes.
After all, she is not a hard-hearted woman.
Meng Luochuan stroked her pretty face, and a hint of warmth flashed in his eyes: "I'm not being sentimental, because I can't live without you!"
