"Senior brother?"

The great elder of Wentian Sect cried out sadly.

"Senior Wentian?"

Lu Chen was filled with hatred, his eyes were red, and he was burning with anger. He activated the origin of swordsmanship and merged with Qingcang Sword. He slashed out with a dense roar of swords, like a sword dragon.

"Little friend Lu Chen, come back."

The great elder of Wentian Sect exclaimed.

"Master?"

Tieshan and his son, Yin Cang and others were frightened. If Lu Chen died, how could they live forever?

But Lu Chen had already charged out, his sword roaring in the sky, and he rushed towards Jin Xu'er.

"You dare!"

Jin Xuer was frightened and his face turned pale. He was so frightened that he hurriedly pulled the golden bow, and nine arrows appeared. He spit out a mouthful of blood, and the nine arrows turned into blood arrows and shot them out.

The nine blood-red arrows contained Jin Xuer's essence and blood as well as the laws of the ancestors. They were extremely powerful, and his pale face immediately turned into a golden color.

He was unable to fight anymore, he just hoped that this arrow could stop Lu Chen, but he didn't expect that Lu Chen's human-sword fusion technique was so powerful. When he slashed down, nine bloody arrows, poof! Poof! Poof! He was struck by one.

All cut off.

Then, Lu Chen stabbed at Jin Xuer, the sword wave rolled, the origin of the sword manifested, and the sword light filled the sky, dazzling.

"No!"

Golden Beard's face was like gold paper. Facing the Qingcang Sword, his pupils shrank and he looked frightened. He hurriedly waved his palms to resist, forming a golden gang.

"Pfft! Tsk!"

The sword roared, and the golden steel in front of Jin Xuer shattered and sank into his heart, bringing out a stream of Yin Hong's blood, staining the golden void behind him red.

"Bang!"

Jin Xuer fell from a high altitude, and blood kept spilling out.

"Golden Beard?"

Jin Shu and Mu Qiaoqiao exclaimed and wanted to rush forward, but stopped abruptly. They glanced at Lu Chen fearfully and did not dare to stop, so they quickly retreated.

Now that they are injured, they are no match for Chase Lu. If they don't run away quickly, Jin Xuer will serve as a lesson to them.

"Stop him quickly."

But Lu Chen didn't stop. He merged with Qingcang Sword, and had the source of space. His speed was extremely fast, which made Jin Shu and Jin Shu frightened, and they hurriedly called for help.

"You dare!"

Seven or eight ancestors and immortals arrived, mostly from the Golden Demon Clan and the Wood Demon Clan.

Jin Shu and Mu Qiaoqiao are the most talented people of the two tribes, and they have the foundation to become the ancestral gods. How could the two tribes allow them to perish?

"Son, if you dare to attack Mr. Jinshu, you should be damned!"

One of the Golden Demon Clan's ancestors shouted loudly, his murderous intent clearly revealed. This man was named Jin Tao. He was tall and tall, with blond hair and gold-plated eyes. He was holding a golden painted halberd and slashed at Lu Chen.

"You dare to hurt Miss Mu Qiaoqiao, boy, you really deserve to die."

There is also an ancestor of the water demon clan, called Mukong, who is about thirty years old, with green hair, holding a demon tree in his hand, surrounded by green light, full of vitality. This is the azure demon tree, an eighth-grade treasure.

Pu Yi flew out and smashed into the void.

At the same time, other ancestors also appeared with ferocious methods and fierce momentum, trying to kill Lu Chen with one blow.

"clang!"

Lu Chen, who was fused with the Qingcang Sword, was hit hard. The sword light shot out and flew backwards, leaving a sword mark in the void. The light shone everywhere and made a clanking sound.

Lu Chen separated from Qingcang Jian, his face turned pale, his mouth was bleeding, and he sighed in his heart. With his own strength, he was still unable to compete with the seven or eight ancestors.

"kill!"

The seven Jin Tao and Mukong had sharp eyesight, and when they saw that Lu Chen was injured, they rushed forward without hesitation. The laws of the ancestral immortals surged, and the talisman lights raged, forming a tendency to surround Lu Chen.

"not good!"

Lu Chen was shocked and hurriedly activated the source of space and time to rush out. Suddenly, several demonic weapons fell down, including blood flags, yellow bells, black whips, chariots, etc.

Lu Chen's footsteps were blocked abruptly, blood splattered on his body, and the sound of cracking bones could be heard.

"Little friend Lu Chen, hurry up!"

At this critical moment, a huge ax fell, which was ten thousand feet long, across the sky, and chopped the pieces of the demonic weapons into pieces like tofu.

It's the Great Elder of Wentian Sect who is here.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The natal magic treasures of these ancestors were destroyed, their bodies were shaken violently, their faces turned pale, and their mouths were bleeding, and they retreated continuously.

"Stop him!"

Jin Tao and Mukong escaped in time, roared loudly, and charged forward with murderous intent.

"This time it's easier for you."

Lu Chen originally wanted to kill those ancestors, but when he saw Jin Tao and two others coming up, he hurriedly left and met with the great elder of Wentian Sect.

"Walk!"

The great elder of the Wentian Sect had bright and terrifying eyes. He shouted in a deep voice, swung his Zhoutian ax and slashed at Jin Tao and the two men. The two men hurriedly avoided, but he shouted: "Don't let them escape."

"Lu Chen, your death has come!"

Jin Shu and Mu Qiaoqiao suddenly arrived, accompanied by four ancestors of the Golden Demon Tribe and the Wood Demon Tribe. Their expressions were cold, their palms waved, the void roared, and more than ten flying boats came through the sky.

"No, little friend Lu Chen, let's leave quickly."

The expression on the face of the great elder of Wentian Sect changed drastically and he stepped back hastily.

"Great Elder, they are surrounding us."

After asking the elder of Tianzong, the disciples came up one after another and moved closer to him.

"Son."

Tieshan and his son, Yin Cang and others looked at Lu Chen with pale faces. In just a moment, the Iron Wings and Silver Wings had lost most of their lives. It was not yet known whether they could get out alive today.

"We will definitely be able to get out!"

Lu Chen looked at the boundless army of demons, and then at the dozen or so flying boats, and hurriedly took out the Peacock Treasure Book, and said to Tieshan and others: "You can control this treasure together."

"yes!"

Tieshan and his son, Yin Cang and others were overjoyed and jointly used the Peacock Treasure Mirror, which was an eighth-grade demon weapon, a defensive treasure that could not be harmed by ancestors and immortals.

However, Lu Chen still frowned and was worried. The formation carved on the flying boat was so powerful that even with the Peacock Treasure Book, it was still unknown how many people from the Iron Wings and Silver Wings would survive.

"Boom!"

At this moment, more than ten flying boats came up, and the power of the formation manifested. Blood rivers, golden mountains, weapons, abyss, and monsters came out to suppress the enemy.

"retreat!"

The Great Elder of Wentian Sect's brows twitched and he shouted urgently, but without hesitation in his hand, he used Zhou Tian's ax to strike out, making a loud rumble and shattering various formations and visions.

However, Lu Chen noticed that the Great Elder of Wentian Sect was a little weak.

The Zhou Tian Ax is an ancestral divine weapon, and its use requires great strength. The Great Elder of Wentian Sect is just an ancestral immortal, and how can he use it alone for a long time?

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Every time the Zhoutian ax breaks through a formation anomaly, it itself will vibrate, and countless ax lights will burst out.

"Please help me."

The great elder of the Wentian Sect turned pale, gritted his teeth and shouted, and the several Supreme Immortal elders gathered around him poured their own strength into the Zhoutian Ax.

Zhou Tian's ax vibrated again and slashed towards a flying boat.

"Bang!"

The flying boat was split in half.

"Puff puff puff!"

Suddenly, the Wentian Sect elders who took action vomited blood and looked withered.

However, as soon as they retreated, the elders of Wentian Sect stepped in to help the great elder of Wentian Sect.

They knew the consequences of this move, but they rushed forward without hesitation, risking life and death, which made Lu Chen admire them endlessly.

Among them, Lu Chen also saw the figures of Yuchi Jun and Shangguan Ying.

These two people are the geniuses of Wentian Sect, on the same level as Shangguan Shu, and inferior to Li Wuji, Li Lintian, Feng Qing and others.

However, Lu Chen did not fight with them and had no grudges. Being able to join forces here made Lu Chen sigh.

Seeing that every disciple in the Wentian Sect looked upon death as if they were dead, Lu Chen hated himself a little. If it hadn't been for him, Old Man Wentian would not have died, and the Wentian Sect would not have been in danger.
To be continued...