"Buzz!"

The long sword in Lu Chen's hand suddenly sounded lightly, and a dazzling sword light burst out instantly.

The sword light was like the wind, and the energy penetrated like a rainbow, piercing Wei Anshun's chest.

"Dong!"

A translucent golden bell suddenly fell from the sky, covering Wei Anshun in it, just blocking Lu Chen's sword.

The sword tip pierced on the golden bell, sputtering circles of ripples of water waves.

There is no explosion or collision.

The true energy that Lu Chen burst out was like a mud cow entering the sea, and was absorbed by the Golden Bell.

No damage done.

"Little Prince, what are you doing?"

Wei Anshun's face still remained unchanged.

"Kill you!"

Lu Chen kicked his footsteps hard, exerted his strength again, and stabbed the golden bell with a sword.

"Dong!"

The golden bell sputtered a large number of ripples again, but it was still as stable as Mount Tai, without moving at all.

"Little Prince, the old slave comes here at the order of his master. Isn't it good for you to do this?" Wei Anshun said lightly.

Lu Chen did not say anything, and stabbed out one sword after another.

The golden bell began to vibrate gradually, and the ripples on it became increasingly dense.

After stabbing dozens of swords in a row, the sword suddenly broke with a "clang".

An ordinary sword could not bear the surging true energy in Lu Chen's body.

"Enough!"

Seeing that Lu Chen was about to take action, Lu Wanjun finally spoke out and stopped him: "You are not his opponent, and it doesn't make sense to continue fighting."

"I have to know if it's an opponent or not!" Lu Chen said coldly.

"It depends on the owner to beat the dog. He was ordered to come today. If something happens here, you cannot take on this responsibility!" Lu Wanjun warned.

"So? Are you asking me to watch the murderer leave without any hesitation?" Lu Chen's eyes were covered with bloodshot.

At this moment, he was like a wild beast who chose people to eat!

"Long Ge, listen to my advice, it's not the time."

Lu Wanjun shook his head.

Wei Anshun is the emperor's personal guard.

No matter what the reason is, dying at the hands of the Lu family will cause great trouble.

He didn't want his son to be involved in the disputes that year again.

At least not yet.

"Lu Wanjun, if you are afraid of implicating yourself, then stay away!"

"Today, I, Lu Chen, work alone, and it has nothing to do with your Lu family!"

Lu Chen's eyes were about to break, holding up the broken sword, and stabbed it again.

This time, Wei Anshun stopped defending, but fortunately he removed Jin Zhong and let the opponent stab him with a sword.

"bite--!"

Just as he was about to hit the target, a dragon-headed crutch suddenly blocked the blade.

"Young Master! Calm down, if you stab your sword, I don't know how many people will die!" Hong Fu looked solemn.

"Dare you stop me?!"

Lu Chen's face darkened.

The fierce look seemed to be like a god blocking the god of killing the gods and a Buddha blocking the Buddha's pose.

"Boy! Stop making trouble!"

At this time, Jiu Kuang, who had been standing behind, spoke: "It's meaningless to fight here. If you really want to take revenge, then you can kill Zhongzhou openly! Kill into the Forbidden City!"

Hearing this, Lu Chen gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and finally endured it.

Of course he knew in his heart that Wei Anshun was just a puppet.

The real murderer is someone else.

The old drunkard is right. Since he wants to kill, he will kill openly and unscrupulously.

It made the powerful and powerful people in the Forbidden City frightened!

"What are you still standing there? Get out of here!"

Lu Wanjun had a bad expression and kicked Wei Anshun hard.

"The old slave takes his leave."

Wei Anshun lowered his eyebrows and bowed, then turned around and left.

But before leaving, he looked back at Lu Chen.

It seems to be provoking something.

"My last name is Wei! Listen to me!"

"In a year, I will go to the Forbidden City to find you in person!"

"At that time, we will fight for life and death at the top of the Forbidden City!"

Lu Chen's eyes were like fire and his evil spirit was overwhelming.

"Old slave, please wait for the little prince to drive."

Wei Anshun smiled slightly and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

"Boy! You were too impulsive just now. Although that eunuch is just a slave, he is the number one master in the Forbidden City."

"Looking at the entire Xiliang, only the sword immortal can compete with it."

"How is it so easy to kill him?"

The drunkard said unhappy.

His words were much better than those of King Lu Wanjun of Wei.

"Of course I know it's not easy to kill. I just did it."

The angry expression on Lu Chen's face had completely disappeared, replaced by indifference and calmness.

"Pretty?"

Jiu Kuang was stunned for a moment, and he didn't react.

"Ten years ago, I made such a big plan just to make me die. Although ten years have passed, I believe they will not give up."

"Even if I didn't take action just now, that eunuch would look for an opportunity to test it."

"Instead of doing this, it's better to take the initiative and let him see what I am, the anger and unwillingness of my young man."

Lu Chen said expressionlessly.

"Boy, have you been acting all the time?"

The drunkard quickly reacted.

"It's impossible to say that I want to kill him, but I can't make a false move. I just make myself more impulsive and irritable. By the way, I can show that my cultivation over the years has made that person know what I have learned and I won't be too afraid."

Lu Chen looked at the night sky with bright eyes, his heart sinking like water.

After ten years of polishing, his mind and nature have long been as solid as a rock, and his joy and anger are not reflected in his eyes.

"The strong show the enemy as weak, and the weak show the enemy as strong. Good boy, he is indeed scheming!" Jiumao laughed.

"Hmph! You don't even see who your son it is!" Lu Wanjun raised his head proudly, and was extremely proud.

Lu Chenli ignored this and raised his hand and sword.

"Swish!"

A half-moon-shaped sword light flashed, and Jiang Siyuan, who was just about to leave, was directly split into two halves.

"No, don't kill me...please don't..."

When the Chen father and son saw him, they immediately kowtowed and begged for mercy, tears falling like rain.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chen cut off the heads of the three people with another sword.

"I have given you a chance, but you don't cherish it."

After saying that, Lu Chen turned around and entered the room, as if nothing had happened.

"Hongfu, no one is left."

Lu Wanjun spit out two words lightly.

"yes."

Hong Fu nodded slightly.

Following his murderous gaze, he turned to a group of Qiantang disciples, as if a ferocious beast, staring at a group of sheep.
Chapter completed!