Alchemist Sword Sect

His spiritual pet, Feng Linghe, walked in the sky, dragging out a white brilliance, the crane's eyes stared at Lu Chen, the eye sockets turned suddenly, and two bloody lights shot out, like two blood swords, piercing Lu Chen's heart .

"Pupil technique?"

Lu Chen didn't expect that Feng Linghe also possessed such innate magical powers as pupil technique. He was taken aback, his face changed drastically, and he waved the ink sword in his hand to activate the poisonous spiritual power in his body.

There was a sudden roar around his body, a pitch-black beam of light soared upwards, the black sword in his hand made a clanging sound, and 100% of the poisonous attribute sword intent slashed down.

The invisible power of the sword will spread out, covering the void in all directions.

Yang Shen suddenly felt his eyes darkened, and he was plunged into darkness, he couldn't see his fingers.

The wind spirit crane uttered a high-pitched and piercing cry, carrying a large swath of white light to disperse the poisonous light, and then sprayed a large arc of white light at Lu Chen.

These white light arcs quickly condensed into a white light ball with a crackling sound, rolling towards Lu Chen like a snowball, and the void was constantly ringing, showing a great momentum.

Seeing this, Yang Shen performed the Fengshen Nine Turns Kungfu again, and rushed up with four silver dragons, and the monstrous silver light poured down like an avalanche.

From a distance, it seems that there is a silver mountain, a white mountain suppressing Lu Chen, with a mighty momentum.

The poisonous light in front of Chase Lu was completely extinguished and turned into nothing.

Yang Shen was overjoyed when he saw this, and urged Feng Linghe to attack Lu Chen forcefully.

A strong sense of crisis was approaching in an instant, Lu Chen raised his eyebrows, and immediately without hesitation, he swung the black sword in his hand, pointed it straight at the sky, and then slashed down.

The sound of swords like a tide resounded loudly, and the jet-black sword light spread out, like a sea tide, endless.

In the black sword light, Yun gave birth to a palm-sized sword light, and then combined them together in an order, like a long sword, but as soon as Pu took shape, it turned into nothingness.

The moment the long sword disappeared, there was a bang in the void, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, the brilliance of Yang Shen and Feng Linghe dimmed.

"No, this person touched the threshold of Jianao."

Zhao Zichuan, Long Xiao and the others turned pale.

The children of other sects and families were all shocked.

The person involved, Yang Shen, also showed shock. He saw that the silver dragons on both sides of him collapsed instantly, and the light mist sprayed out by the wind crane also disintegrated and turned into nothing.

With a loud bang, Yang Shen and his spiritual pet Feng Linghe flew upside down.

"唰" once;

Lu Chen landed on the surface of Wangchuan Lake, his dark robe crackled, and his black hair danced wildly, showing a violent aura.

Seeing this, Zhao Zichuan, Long Xiao and others all turned pale.

Qian Yuan, Zhao Yan and the others looked ugly.

The Song Clan, Han Zhen and others all showed surprise.

Feng Shenyu's eyes showed horror.

Yang Qi, who was sitting cross-legged on the rock, looked as usual.

Tuoba really showed admiration, but his opponent Ye Shen was full of fear.

Lu Chen took all their expressions into his eyes, smiled coldly, and said, "It seems that among the inner disciples of the Five Poison Sect, except for Zhao Zichuan, the rest are just like that."

"hateful."

Yang Shen and others glared at Lu Chen after hearing what was said.

Zhao Zichuan looked at Lu Chen from the air, with a flash of killing intent in his eyes, and his face looked very ugly.

At this moment, Monk Mingkong beside him clasped his hands together and said modestly: "Amitabha, Junior Brother Mingjing, go and learn some of the best moves of this benefactor Yang Chen."

"Yes, brother."

In the Bodhi Court, among the disciples of the Ming generation, there are three most, Monk Mingkong is the first, and the other two are Mingjing. Mindful.

Monk Mingjing was of medium stature, with fair skin and two protruding ears. He walked out in response, stepped on the surface of Wangchuan Lake, and walked towards Lu Chen like a stroll in a courtyard.

"Look quickly, the monk Mingjing from the Bodhi Court has come out."

Monk Mingjing still had quite a reputation. As soon as he stepped out, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"I didn't expect monks to be competitive too."

Lu Chen took a look at the monk Mingjing, and seeing that he was also at the late stage of the Xuantian Realm, he laughed and said, "Little Master Mingjing, being competitive is not what Buddhist disciples do, you should go back."

"Amitabha, Yang Chen's benefactor is wrong. Mingjing came here to ask your benefactor for advice. It's not about fighting for strength, but for progress, to eliminate demons and defend the way." Monk Mingjing said solemnly.

"Since you have said so, little monk, then I will not be polite. I am afraid that you will lose your faith in my hands." Lu Chenyu said earnestly.

"Amitabha, Yang Chen benefactor, don't worry, I will figure it out myself, monk." Monk Mingjing said seriously.

"Then please do it, little monk," Lu Chen said.

"It's better to ask the benefactor to do it." Monk Mingjing said.

"Then you're welcome."

Lu Chen grinned when he heard the words, stepped out, and instantly turned into a black shadow approaching Monk Mingjing.

During the march, with a wave of the black sword in his hand, the poisonous sword light burst out, and the sword energy followed one after another. From a distance, it looked like black dragons, with the tendency to swallow all the wastes.

A chilly aura then permeated the air, and the sky became much darker that day.

"Namo Amitabha."

At the moment when Lu Chen approached, Monk Mingjing stood still, put his hands together and recited solemnly, and a magnificent Buddha's light burst out immediately, shining on Lu Chen like a big sun.

The poisonous light that was stimulated immediately dimmed, and disappeared into nothingness.

"No, why did I forget that Buddha's power specifically restrains Yin-attributed powers." Seeing this, Lu Chen showed a little surprise and frowned.

Seeing this, Zhao Zichuan and others smiled knowingly.

Long Xiao stared at Lu Chen, and said in a cold voice: "Master Ming Kong, it seems that you are right, the Buddha's power can indeed restrain Yang Chen's poison attribute power."

Yang Shen said with a cold face: "So Yang Chen is doomed."

"uncertain."

Qian Yuan suddenly opened his mouth, and seeing Monk Ming Kong looking at him, he hurriedly explained: "Although the power of Buddha can restrain the power of poison attribute, if this Yang Chen has other means, Master Ming Jing may not be able to defeat him."

"Having reached this point, what else can Yang Chen do?" Zhao Yan asked.

"The benefactor of Qianyuan means that this Yang Chen has not only touched the threshold of Jianao, but also passed this step." Monk Mingkong said slowly.

"How is it possible?" Zhao Yan asked in surprise.

Yang Shen also frowned slightly.

"If this is the case, this Yang Chen is much more cunning than we expected." Zhao Zichuan said.

"Once Master Mingjing fails, we will find someone else to deal with him until we defeat him." Long Xiao said calmly.

"Wheel fight?"

All the people present were smart people, and they immediately understood what Long Xiao meant. Looking at the extremely fierce Lu Chen, their eyes flickered with brilliance, and immediately nodded slightly, accepting Long Xiao's opinion.

"Amitabha!"

At the same time, the chanting of the Buddha's voice is endless, the radiance is magnificent, shining thousands of feet, and the Buddha's light is also shining on the Wangchuan Lake, presenting a solemn scene, which makes people look sideways.

Monk Mingjing stood on the vast lake, with Buddha light all over his body, his eyes were shining brightly, and he stared at Lu Chen with majesty.

With the vastness of the Buddha's light sweeping out, his figure gradually grew, and the Buddha's light attached to his body like scales, like a golden arhat.

After a while, his whole body was shining with golden light, and he was ten feet tall.

The six scars on the top of his head were shining brightly, like stars, shining brightly.

His eyes were also shining brightly, as if poured into gold.

"It's the six golden bodies of Buddhism."

"This Zhangliu golden body is a top-level cultivation method at the earth level. It not only has a strong defensive power, but also has a tyrannical attack power."

"This monk Mingkong used this skill as soon as he made a move. It seems that he attaches great importance to Yang Chen."

"Nonsense, this Yang Chen has defeated Zhao Yan and Yang Shen in a row. Is he an idiot, Monk Ming Kong? Can you not take it seriously?"

Seeing this, Lu Chen was slightly surprised, and heard such discussions from sects and family members from all directions, frowned, and looked at Monk Mingkong.

Unexpectedly, when he looked at it like this, he saw Monk Mingkong rushing towards him, and a golden wave rushed up, and phantoms of arhats appeared all around, attracting the Buddha's light all over the sky.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, Monk Mingjing attacked Lu Chen one step ahead of him, his fists glowed with golden light, and after being stimulated by spiritual power, it was like a golden hill smashing down, and there was a bang in the void.

This monk Mingjing was polite on the surface, but he was unceremonious and extremely ruthless in his actions. How could he have the compassion of a Buddhist monk?

Seeing this, Lu Chen smiled coldly, and was no longer polite. He waved the ink sword, and the poisonous light shot out from the sky, sweeping the void like ink, and painting the void illuminated by the Buddha's light black.

There was a sharp chirping sound, like wolves fighting for food, the scene was frightening.

Pieces of Buddha's light dissipated under the poisonous sword energy, and fell on the monk Mingjing who was using the six-foot-long golden body. There was a bang, like a golden bell hitting, but the monk Mingjing remained motionless.

With his six-foot-long golden body, he seems to be invincible.

Everyone gasped in amazement.

Seeing this, Feng Shenyu and Yang Qi stared at Lu Chen, wanting to know how he could crack the six-foot-long golden body?

After all, Buddhist exercises are no small matter!

It was at this moment that Lu Chen moved suddenly, his whole body glowed with poison, as if he was wearing a set of pitch-black armor, and he looked like a magic general, approaching Monk Mingjing.

At the same time, he raised the ink sword in his hand, swept his eyes along the pitch-black blade, let out a soft drink, and slashed down with a bang, followed by the howling sound of the sword resounding all over the sky.

Another half-step Jian'ao!

Monk Mingjing was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly defended himself.

Zhao Zichuan, Long Xiao, Monk Mingkong and others were all paying attention to this scene. You must know that Yang Shen was defeated by the half-step Jian'ao. I don't know if Monk Mingjing can resist?

The poisonous light soared into the sky, the sword light was mighty, and the huge sword shadow hundreds of feet suddenly fell, hitting the body of the monk Mingjing who was shining with golden light all over his body.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and Monk Mingjing's body shook violently, and the golden light on his body flickered continuously, as if it was about to go out.

"scold!"

At this moment, Monk Mingjing folded his palms together like an arhat, activating the Buddha power in his body, arousing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and moving his huge body hundreds of feet away, trying to bounce back the sword shadow hundreds of feet in size.

The impact of the sword moves.

Everyone was overjoyed to see this.

"cut!"

But the moment Monk Mingjing uttered his voice, Chase Lu yelled loudly, swiped his ink sword, and poisonous light surged, thousands of poison-attributed sword energy crashed down and slashed at Monk Mingjing.

Amidst a burst of bangs, the golden light on Monk Mingjing's body dimmed immediately, and flew backwards in an instant amidst the huge sword shadow hundreds of feet in length.

"Pfft." Before he could stand up, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Monk Mingjing, I have accepted it." Lu Chen said with a smile.

"Yang Chen's benefactor is extremely powerful, and Mingjing lost it in his heart." Monk Mingjing stabilized his figure, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and made a series of words.

"Hehe, I just hope you don't lose your faith, monk." Lu Chen said with a smile, "I am waiting for you to fight at any time, because I will defeat you with a single sword like this time." '