The man in black looked downcast, and was very confused by the mysterious man of unknown origin in front of him. Could it be that his plan had been discovered, or that he was a killer sent by the city lord to chase him!
He didn't take the opponent seriously at first, but after more than a dozen rounds of fighting, he was surprised to find that this person was not simple. He was also an expert at the eighth level of the acquired iron bone realm, and he actually couldn't even touch the corners of his opponent's clothes.
I didn't even touch it, which is really annoying.
It seems that the young man in front of him seems to be able to deal with him with ease. He relies entirely on dismantling and not showing any real skills. Obviously, this guy must still be hiding his strength, which makes him feel a little wary. He doesn't know whether it is an attack or an attack.
Good retreat.
"Why, you're afraid, you better show your true ability!" Lu Chen stared at the man in black in the alley with his clear eyes, and joked softly, with a solemn expression.
The man in black gritted his teeth and shouted: "It's you who wants to die, don't blame me!" As soon as he finished speaking, ten steel needles appeared in his hands, and he shot them at Lu Chen like lightning.
Lu Chen raised his brows and struck forward with a violent palm. The acupuncture points in the palm of his hand spurted with strong internal energy. The air at the tip of his fist rippled in circles. The ten steel needles fired by the opponent seemed to have met a blockage in the air.
Violent air waves, a "peng" sound, and the earthquake flew violently.
The man in black took the opportunity and quickly approached like a jackal. The distance between the two was already close, but he was in front of Lu Chen in a flash. His sharp claws drew a sinister arc in the air and went straight to Lu Chen's throat. The move was fatal.
, and extremely vicious.
In vain, a sad purple sword light lit up.
"ah!"
A shrill scream pierced the sky above the alleyway, and the man in black who originally rushed towards Lu Chen suddenly flew back. A sword mark with deep bones extended from his shoulder blade to the lower part of his abdomen, and blood surged wildly.
The man in black looked at the strange purple soft sword in Lu Chen's hand in horror, his pupils shrank, and there was an inexplicable feeling of horror in his heart.
"This is...!"
Tick-tock, a drop of blood dripped down the body of the purple soft sword. With a snap, the sound of dripping in the alley was particularly clear, and the bright purple light shone, which was particularly poignant.
"Who are you?" The man in black asked in panic with cold sweat on his forehead.
Lu Chen held the strange purple soft sword, walked towards the man in black step by step, and said indifferently: "A homeless man, answer me honestly, what is the purpose of visiting the city lord's mansion at night?"
The man in black gritted his teeth and sneered: "Hmph, you'd better not get involved in this matter, otherwise, the consequences will be more than you, an acquired warrior, can bear!"
"You still have a tough mouth. In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Lu Chen's eyes flashed with a dangerous cold light, and he was about to use ruthless means to question the other party.
Suddenly, a black shadow shot out from behind him, a strong wind sounded, and a palm struck his back violently.
Lu Chen was slightly startled, and felt a sense of crisis in his heart. He slipped his heel, turned around like lightning, and punched his left fist.
There was a "boom", the air roared, rags flew all over the sky, like thunder exploding, and the two of them took a few steps back.
"Another one?" Lu Chen was secretly surprised. His bandaged left hand had exploded, revealing a ferocious arm covered with black scales. This was a gift carefully prepared by his master for him to go down the mountain. It has an unusual origin.
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The man in black in front of him had a strong build, a horse face, high eyebrows, loose hair, and a triangular scarf on his face. His cold eyes stared at Lu Chen's left hand covered with black scales, and a flash of shock flashed through him.
He was injured, and it was an internal injury. He was injured by the young man in front of him. He was a bit careless. He was so young and had such tyrannical strength. What was his origin? Why did he intercept his companions halfway, and his weird left
What about the arms?
This horse-faced man in black boasted two daggers at his waist, and said without changing his expression: "Let him go, and our organization can forget about it!"
"Let bygones be bygones, huh, but I never thought of letting you go!" Lu Chen said coldly.
The horse-faced man in black seemed to be irritated, and he slowly pulled out the two swords from his waist, with a stern look: "In this case, from today on, you are the sinner of our organization, and you will be put to death even from the end of the world!"
"Threatening me, unfortunately, you have found the wrong person!" Lu Chen raised the corners of his mouth and smiled disdainfully.
The horse-faced man snorted, holding two swords in his hands, his figure flashing, and quickly approached Lu Chen. The snow-white and narrow dagger turned into a pouring rain, covering Lu Chen crazily.
Lu Chen was startled, his eyes became as sharp as lightning, his inner energy surged, and the originally straight purple soft sword became as flexible as a poisonous snake, frantically resisting the opponent's double swords.
"Ding", "ding", "ding"... Like beads falling on a jade plate, the sound of two weapons colliding with each other resounded in the alleyway in succession.
The horse-faced man was extremely ruthless, slashing at Lu Chen crazily with one knife after another. Like an endless wave, the fierce sword energy escaped on the surrounding walls, leaving behind eye-catching knife marks.
Lu Chen's body was like a swimming dragon, and his defense was very tight. The purple soft sword seemed to be everywhere. Every time the opponent's sword touched him, he would bounce it away at a clever angle or block it.
"Spiral Moon Slash!" The horse-faced man saw that the opponent was difficult to deal with, so he quickly took three steps back in vain, and threw his two swords at Lu Chen at high speed. In mid-air, it was like two flywheels twisting the storm, one on the left and one on the right, shooting at Lu Chen.
, the trajectory is erratic.
Lu Chen glanced at him and spat out four words with disdain: "Little tricks!"
After saying that, the erratic purple soft sword was sent forward, like a poisonous snake spitting a message, and it instantly caught one of the flying knives flying in the air. With a quick swing, it instantly knocked away the other flying knife and hit the wall nearby.
On the ground, the strong force directly caused the two flying knives to penetrate halfway, stirring up a large cloud of flying dust.
The horse-faced man took the opportunity to carry his companion, and quickly jumped over the wall and up to the ridge of the roof. Like a night bird scurrying into the forest, he got into the dense alleys of houses below, hiding left and right, fearing that there would be pursuers behind him, and his movements were extremely extreme.
Slippery, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Lu Chen raised his head and looked up, then lowered his head and couldn't help but mock: "You ran away pretty fast!"
There is a reason why the horse-faced man led his companions to escape. This young man has a mysterious origin and has a magic weapon in his hand. It will definitely not be easy to deal with. If the entanglement continues and his identity is exposed, it will be troublesome.
Lu Chen raised the soft purple sword in his right hand and placed it in front of him. With a flick of his fingers, the blood beads on the sword instantly flew away, revealing the strange and slender sword body.
"I didn't expect that when I came back this time, I would let you drink blood in front of me. Could it be that there is God's will in the dark?" Lu Chen sighed softly.
The name of this sword is Panlong, and it ranks fifteenth on the sword list. It is characterized by its slenderness, length, and incomparable flexibility. It is made of cold purple iron thousands of meters deep under the mountains. It weighs nine taels and five coins. It is a rare magic weapon in the world.
A sharp weapon that everyone sees as crazy. Back then, Lu Xuanfeng relied on it and another heavy sword to achieve the reputation of the Peerless Sword Master. After his death, it has been passed down from generation to generation by the descendants of the Peerless Sword Master.
Lu Chen always wore it around his waist and would only use it when in danger. He usually wore an aquamarine sword as a cover-up.
"The situation in Wushuang City seems to be more complicated than I imagined. It seems that everything must be done with caution!" Lu Chen also secretly became cautious after this night's encounter. After all, Wushuang City is a mixed bag, with hidden dragons and tigers, and he acts too high-profile.
It will definitely lead to death.
Lu Chen calmed down his somewhat ups and downs, turned around and walked towards the center of the street, detoured through a few alleys, and then returned to the courtyard where he temporarily rented a residence.
There are small patches of green bamboo, rockeries, and flowing springs in the courtyard. The environment is quite elegant. He lives here because it is comfortable and close to the city lord's palace, so he chose this place as his residence.
He came to the courtyard and took out the aquamarine sword he usually carried. The snow-white sword body reflected a cold light.
The whole person stood with a sword in hand, as if a sharp sword was hidden in the scabbard, covering up the sharp cold light.
A gust of wind blew past small pieces of green bamboo, swaying the wild grass on the ground, and gently ruffling the hair on his forehead.
Calm and calm, with no distracting thoughts.
In vain, his sword moved, like a dragon coming out of the sea, sweeping around with an astonishing momentum, and countless dazzling sword lights enveloped the entire courtyard.
A strong wind blew up out of thin air, and Lu Chen's figure turned into a dragon, wandering in every corner of the courtyard, erratic and invisible.
However, his whole body was surrounded by sharp sword lights, fifty-four in total, stirring the air and forming substantial sword beams, like a poisonous dragon drill. The tip of the sword was the drill bit, and the rapidly rotating wind strangled everything in front of him.
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This terrifying sword gang crazily devoured everything in the courtyard.
The stone tables and benches were cut by criss-crossing sword energy, making a hissing sound.
This is the fifth form of the 'Shadow Dance Phantom Sword Technique', playing with the dragon and the sea.
After practicing for nearly two hours, Lu Chen finally mastered this move and fully understood it. Half a year of hard work was not in vain, which made him feel very good.
"My ancestors are worthy of being called the Unparalleled Sword Master. It's incredible that they can create such a mysterious swordsmanship!" Lu Chen shook his sword and sighed heartily.
More than a hundred years ago, the unparalleled swordsman Lu Xuanfeng was born like a dazzling meteor. He defeated countless geniuses of his generation at a young age and became famous. In the following ten years, he started a legendary journey.
According to the book "Celebrity Biography" written by Hongye Zhai, it is rumored that he traveled around the world alone when he was young, traveled to the north and south of the country, went into the mountains and swamps to practice, and challenged the masters of various sects everywhere. With his outstanding talent and ambition, he created "
The two heaven-level secret codes, "Shadow Dance Phantom Sword Technique" and "Thunder-Splitting Sky Sword", became famous all over the world when he was in his prime at the age of thirty.
At that time, the leader of Liuyun Sword Sect, who was at the peak of his reputation and power, appreciated him very much and personally invited him to join the sect and serve as an inner sect elder.
Lu Xuanfeng was young and vigorous at the time. With his passion and warlike temper, he offended many masters in the Kyushu Continent. Although he was famous, his life was quite embarrassing. In order to avoid being pursued by his enemies, he accepted the service of Liuyun Sword Sect.
Invite to join the sect and serve as an inner elder.
With the protection and support of Liuyun Sword Sect, Lu Xuanfeng quickly established a foothold in the sect with his own means and strength, and rapidly improved his strength. In just four years, he broke through to the innate level and became the mainstay of the sect.
That year happened to be a turbulent era when the major sects were fighting each other. In order to protect the interests of the sects, Lu Xuanfeng single-handedly broke into the enemy camp with two swords in hand and fought against the masters of the seven major sects.
The two sides fought for three days and three nights, with the sky darkening and the earth shaking.
Lu Xuanfeng relied on his two self-created sword canons to break into the enemy coalition forces. His figure seemed to be in an uninhabited land, killing all directions, killing twelve innate strong men in one fell swoop, directly killing the opponent, causing him to become frightened.
The enemy camp's troops completely collapsed, and finally fled in all directions, winning a great victory.
It was also this battle that established the reputation of the unparalleled swordsman.
As a descendant of the Lu family, this is what Lu Chen is most proud of.
