"I thought you were so strong, but I didn't expect that it would be like this!" Wei Lan stared at the figure in the wing room and sneered.

Lu Chen's ridicule voice came from the darkness of the wing room: "The winner is the one who laughs the last time. Do you think this person will be you?"

"It's this time, aren't you convinced? Very good, then I'll give my blood to sacrifice to my dead brothers!" Wei Lan swung his gun with a gun, the barrel of the gun trembled, and his whole body moved, and turned into a shadow and rushed into the wing room. The silver spear went out to sea like a dragon, stabbing towards Lu Chen standing in the dark with a sharp breath.

However, the moment the sharp spear's sharp eye was about to stab Lu Chen, a strange purple light suddenly lit up.

It was like a vicious poisonous snake, which was swept away like lightning, and quickly stalked the gun rod, biting Wei Lan's palm coldly.

Wei Lan was shocked and wanted to pull the gun back suddenly, but Lu Chen would not give him a chance. The black heavy sword held in his left hand carried the thunderous momentum and took the opportunity to smash it hard at the other party. The heavy sword energy caused the air to shake violently.

Wei Lan kicked his eyes, and his pupils suddenly shrank into a pinhole. In the critical moment, the ninth level of internal strength exploded with all his strength. He tried hard to pull out the silver spear and quickly blocked it.

With a crisp sound of "clang", the surging force fell like a meteorite falling from the sky, which made Wei Lan half-kneel, and a large area of ​​cracks suddenly appeared on the ground under the soles of her feet.

"Your strength is nothing more than that!" Lu Chen looked at Wei Lan with a calm expression and hummed.

Feeling the huge power from the gun bar, Wei Lan's forehead rushes, her face turns red, and a fishy and sweet smell comes from her throat.

What secrets did this guy practiced for internal strength? It was incredible that he had such strength.

He was too careless. According to the news he got from his subordinates, he should have known that the other party had another purple soft sword, otherwise he would not have suffered such a loss.

"It turns out that you have been hiding your weaknesses, but you underestimate you. Now it seems that you can't keep it, otherwise there will be endless troubles!" Wei Lan shouted softly, and the gun rod suddenly raised up. He took the opportunity to retreat several meters, and he stabbed Lu Chen in the chest with a round-roar.

The black heavy sword quickly pulled it away, and the spear head that was stabbed quickly was blocked by the broad sword body, and sparks immediately flew everywhere.

"This guy is really difficult!" Wei Lan said hatefully. No matter how hard he tried, the shiny black heavy sword didn't move at all, as if it was stabbed on a shield.

Lu Chen's eyes were lowered and his face was cold and shouted: "You have done your best, it's my turn!" As soon as he finished speaking, the purple soft sword quickly shook, like a rattlesnake, making a hissing sound in the air, biting at the other party viciously.

Wei Lan's eyelids twitched, and she had goose bumps all over her body. Facing Lu Chen's soft sword, an indescribable fear suddenly popped up in her heart.

Immediately put away the gun and resisted it, pulling and pulling it, the spear danced wildly, like a wind wheel, defending itself from airtightly.

Lu Chen made all his strength, so he naturally showed no mercy. He had a heavy sword in his left hand and a soft sword in his right hand, and slashed at the opponent one after another. The continuous sword moves were like flowing water, and he did not give Wei Lan a chance to counterattack.

"Ding", "Ding", "Ding"... The crisp sounds are endless, and the dazzling Mars shines violently in the dark room.

At the beginning, Wei Lan pressed Lu Chen, but now the situation has reversed instantly. It was Wei Lan's turn to start to feel the feeling of being oppressed. As the saying goes, Feng Shui turns.

"Brush" "Brush" "Brush"... The strange purple sword light shone wildly in the dark room. The black heavy sword seemed like the thunder of the nine heavens, and it kept ringing, smashing hard at Wei Lan.

The desolate purple sword lights continued to sweep Wei Lan again and again, like a burst of cold wind.

Wei Lan could not have imagined that Lu Chen's true strength was so terrible. He was like falling into a mud in an instant and unable to extricate himself.

Lu Chen has been eager for a real battle for a long time and has not used all his strength before. There are two reasons. The first is that he does not want to expose his identity in front of the people in the city lord's mansion. The second is that he wants to test the opponent's strength first, so he has always retained it.

Now, there is no need.

Because, Wei Lan must die in front of him, and he dared to make the idea of ​​Wushuang City. With him there, it was simply delusional.

Wei Lan's defense was very tight, and he could pierce Lu Chen's two swords and his moves were so vicious and tricky, like hitting a turtle shell without any response.

"What kind of sword technique the other party has practiced is so strange. The two swords in his hand are like two swordsmen, and they can actually use different styles of sword moves to attack me at the same time. It's incredible!" Wei Lan struggled to resist, and was shocked in his heart.

He had never seen a warrior who could use swordsmanship with different styles at the same time. You know, he is now dealing with two swordsmen of the same strength.

It is conceivable that Wei Lan’s current difficult situation is the only ending if he does not fight back.

"Get out of here!" Wei Lan swung the spear and swept it across, forcing Lu Chen to retreat. He turned around in an instant, held the spear tightly with both hands, and with a strange spiral force, the tip of the spear turned into a crazy rotating drill bit, stabbing towards Lu Chen like lightning, and the air around him was hissing, as if it had penetrated the air.

The poisonous dragon penetrates the heart, Wei Lan's strongest trick.

The sharp spear that was shot in the middle of Lu Chen's pupil was reflected in the center of his pupil. His heart couldn't help but thump. There was a strong sense of crisis in his mind without any warning, and he immediately took a few steps back.

"You can't escape, die!" Wei Lan shouted loudly, and his palms swirled hard, and the sharp spear head accelerated to a terrible level again.

Lu Chen held the sword in both hands, his eyes cold. The moment the silver spear stabbed, his figure instantly became illusion, and his whole body became blurred and elegant, like a gust of wind, and he avoided the opponent's killing attack.

With a loud "boom", the entire wing collapsed halfway, and the power of the poisonous dragon piercing the heart drill was indeed extraordinary.

"The marksmanship is exquisite, but unfortunately, I'm still a little bit of a move!" A cold voice sounded behind me, like a ghost in the darkness.

Wei Lan was shocked and her flaw was exposed. She was about to draw a gun and fight back, but unexpectedly, a figure on the left flickered, and a bleak sword light suddenly lit up.

Puchi, Wei Lan's left arm sleeve was cut.

"Your speed is too slow!" A cold voice resounded in the wing room, as if coming from all directions, and a figure in the dark pounced on Wei Lan like a ghost.

Wei Lan's eyes swept around, constantly searching for Lu Chen's gaze.

But Lu Chen's body movement was too strange, like a gust of ethereal wind, flashing around, elusive and without a trace.

During this sentence, Lu Chen had already swung his sword for more than thirty times, and each time was in a different position.

In the blink of an eye, Wei Lan became ragged, like a ragged beggar, with sharp sword marks left by Lu Chen everywhere, but no blood was flowing out of his body. Most of the credit was thanks to the dark golden soft armor on his body.

"Looking at your fearless look, it turns out that you have soft armor on your body!" Lu Chen's cold voice resounded in every corner of the wing room, as if a ghostly mocking sound.

Wei Lan's eyes flashed, holding the gun in both hands, staring at the surroundings with vigilance, ignoring the jokes from all over the world, and shouting in vain: "I found you, come out!" He immediately swung his spear and slashed hard at Lu Chen who was wandering on the side.

Lu Chen looked shocked. Before he could react, he was knocked away by Wei Lan with a fierce stick, like a sharp arrow rushing open to the roof and quickly rose into the sky.

"Since I practice martial arts, you are the strongest opponent I have ever met. As respect, I will let you see my own tricks!" Lu Chen in the air looked down at the figure in the wing room, and the cold voice resounded throughout the courtyard.

Boom, the air suddenly sounded a dull and huge sound, as if the sky was falling and the earth was sinking, and a terrifying majestic momentum erupted from Lu Chen’s body!

The black heavy sword fluttered lightly, trembling slightly, making a slight hissing sound, as if the sound of hitting the silverware was pleasant to hear.

"The sky is angry!" Lu Chen took a deep breath, and the black heavy sword quickly slashed from top to bottom to Wei Lan in the courtyard room. Wherever the thick and dull black sword tip went, ripples like a slump, and the momentum was like the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed.

Wei Lan's pupils opened wide in vain. She looked up at the black heavy sword that was approaching rapidly above her head, and her expression was horrified. Her whole body was instantly covered by a huge aura and she could not move for a moment, as if the air around her was frozen.

He gritted his teeth and suddenly raised his gun and stabbed it out, trying to pierce a hole in the world.

The moment the black heavy sword fell, there was a loud bang, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had sunk, and the sound rang for several miles. The courtyard shook violently, like an earthquake.

With a shocking and dull sound, the dilapidated house suddenly exploded and exploded in an instant!

At the center of Wei Lan and Lu Chen's fierce battle, the ground collapsed instantly, and the surging air waves mixed with a large number of wood fragments rolled violently around, as if a storm swept across the courtyard.

Tang Yun and his group stood not far away, as if they were swept away by a strong wind, blowing them over.

After a long time, the dilapidated courtyard returned to peace.

With the support of her sister Tang Xuan, Tang Yun slowly stood up and looked at the courtyard that had almost turned into ruins in front of her. The two sisters were shocked.

When Tang Chong and Wen Hu, two acquired ninth level warriors, grew up and looked shocked when they saw this scene!

Is this Lu Chen’s true strength? It’s incredible!

Ask yourself, if they had fought with Wei Lan in a life-and-death battle, they would definitely lose. They had never seen such a terrible shooting technique.

It is obvious that here, Tang Chong and Wen Hu can only be regarded as two wolves at best, while Wei Lan is enough to be called a tiger, and it is obvious that the poor strength of both sides are obvious.

Of course, the feeling that Lu Chen's strength gives them can only be described in four words, which is unfathomable!

Although they are both acquired ninth level warriors, their internal strength is only the foundation. Their fighting level at this level focuses on the two aspects of experience and skills. Because masters rarely reveal flaws when fighting, they will even try their best to hide their weaknesses during the fight. Exposing flaws will result in death.

This is the gap between the strong and the weak.
Chapter completed!