Villain: After Being Kicked Out Of The Division, He Completely Turned Into A Black Man.

Above the sky, Lu Chen proudly stared at Mo Qianheng and Mo Chengshan below. There was a faint cold light in his eyes, and the anger between his brows was evident.

"I heard that you two are looking for me?"

Lu Chen's emotionless voice came and fell into everyone's ears.

The Lu family and elders were in an uproar because the aura exuding from Lu Chen's body had far surpassed theirs. They couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that Lu Chen had already broken through Emperor Wu?

But so what if they were Emperor Wu, the two people who wanted to kill Lu Chen were eighth-grade demigods!

Lu Chen's appearance now is tantamount to seeking death!

Lu Zhannan roared: "Master, leave quickly! They are here to kill you!"

Lu Chen sneered and said: "Kill me? I want to see how capable you two are. How dare you come to my Lu family to run wild! Since you are here, keep your head!"

Mo Qianheng raised his pupils contemptuously, looking at the figure in the air with cold eyes, his voice was hoarse: "So, you are Lu Chen? You are so arrogant!"

Mo Qianheng let out a low roar, displaying his martial arts demigod strength to the fullest: "Since you came to the door yourself, then please die obediently!"

I saw Mo Qianheng's right arm suddenly swinging, throwing the spear burning with strange black flames into the sky. His figure appeared on the side of the black spear like a ghost. He was holding the black spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear was cold and cold. The light penetrated the space, trying to tear Lu Chen's chest open.

There was a sneer on Lu Chen's lips: "If you want to kill me, you must have the strength!"

"Dragon Secret!"

A white light flashed in Lu Chen's eyes, and then his aura rippled like a tide, and destructive power exploded from his body.

In just one breath, Lu Chen's aura directly improved by a large level, enough to rival an average eighth-grade demigod!

With the blessing of the dragon soul state, Lu Chen's mental power has been increased three times. Mo Qianheng's every move seems to have been slowed down ten times in Lu Chen's eyes...

Surprise flashed across Mo Qianheng's deep eyes.

The mere Emperor Martial actually made him feel a sense of intimidation that only an eighth-grade demigod could have.

But so what, he is just a Martial Emperor after all!

Under the demigods, all are ants!

Weird black flames spread from the spear in Mo Qianheng's hand. The temperature between the whole world suddenly increased. Even the space began to distort. Even the true energy between heaven and earth was touching the black flames. It was burned away in an instant.

"Spear of Black Flame!"

Mo Qianheng's eyes were filled with evil aura, and the black spear in his hand transformed into an overwhelming spear shadow, stabbing towards Lu Chen's body...

The black flames couldn't help but make Lu Chen's pupils shrink suddenly. Even though he now carries the blood of Shenfeng and is immune to all fire damage, the unknown black flames still make him feel a trace of unknown uneasiness.

The black flame wrapped around the spear seems to be able to swallow the true energy...

"Fengchi sky dance!"

The loud cry of the phoenix sounded, and the temperature between heaven and earth became even hotter.

A flaming phoenix appeared behind Lu Chen. The phoenix quickly folded its wings and wrapped Lu Chen in the phoenix flames.

The sharp spear shadow slammed into the fire wings, and the black flames enveloped the phoenix flames. The two powerful forces were eroding each other.

Eventually, the black flames on the spear shadow were gradually swallowed up by the phoenix flames, and dimmed...

Mo Qianheng was extremely angry when he saw that his attack was defeated by Lu Chen. The black spear he held tightly in his hand pierced the fire wings of the phoenix, and a crack spread from the fire wings on Lu Chen's chest.

Mo Qianheng suddenly raised his spear, and the phoenix fire wings were completely torn apart. The spear in his hand penetrated deep into the phoenix flames and aimed at Lu Chen's heart...

Lu Chen made the two of them wait for a full month before he showed up.

If it weren't for forcing Lu Chen to show up, they would have slaughtered the Lu family long ago!

Today, it is difficult to resolve the hatred without killing Lu Chen!

Just when Mo Qianheng thought he had succeeded, a deep dragon roar sounded in his ears, causing his soul to shake slightly, and his eyes even briefly blurred for a second.

This can be regarded as the power brought to Lu Chen by the dragon god's bloodline. Through the breath of the real dragon, he can temporarily frighten the enemy.

Lu Chen took this opportunity, gathered his true energy in his hands, and struck Mo Qianheng's chest hard with his fist wrapped in phoenix flames.

Mo Qianheng's figure flew out. He suddenly came back to his senses and steadied himself in mid-air. He endured the severe pain in his chest and roared: "Damn bastard, he used such despicable means!"

"Why are you being mean? If an eighth-grade demigod can't even do anything to a Martial Emperor, then there's no need for you to live."

Lu Chen sneered and said every word with heart-wrenching words.

Mo Qianheng's eyes were splitting as he was humiliated by a little Martial Emperor!

Mo Qianheng laughed wildly and said with sinister eyes: "Hahaha... What a sharp-tongued brat, let's see if I don't tear your mouth apart today!"

.......

Seeing that Mo Qianheng seemed to be outmatched, Mo Chengshan said, "Mo Qianheng, I'm here to help you. You and I will work together to kill this kid!"

Mo Qianheng ignored Mo Chengshan, his pupils were as scarlet as blood, and he growled: "Mo Chengshan, get out of here, this guy is my opponent, if I don't kill him with my own hands today, I will no longer have any face." Return to the ancient martial arts world!"

A mighty demigod could actually be defeated in the hands of a mere Emperor Wu.

If he didn't kill Lu Chen himself, this incident would undoubtedly become a stain of shame for his life!

"A Martial Emperor can let me use this move. You will be proud even if you die. Next, I will let you feel my true strength!"

Mo Qianheng condensed his fingers on the sword and suddenly cut his palm. A trace of blood appeared in his right palm. The blood slid down his palm and dyed his right palm red...

Mo Qianheng grasped the spear wrapped with black flames and smeared his own blood on the tip of the spear. The black flames on the spear turned into a strange red color, and the bloody aura emanated from the spear. Come out, the world becomes dim at this moment...

"Soul-destroying spear, tremble, you humble ant!"

Mo Chengshan looked at Mo Qianheng who was going crazy, frowning and thinking to himself: "Is this kid named Lu Chen that strong? He can actually push Mo Qianheng to this point. It's not easy... "

"Mo Qianheng should be able to easily deal with Lu Chen next, but he's probably going to have to lie in bed for a few days."

"Oh, really? As the saying goes, courtesy reciprocates, so let me let you feel my true strength!"

Mo Qianheng was shocked. Could it be that this kid still had a trump card?

How can this be!

Lu Chen raised his eyes and stared at the spear filled with bloody aura. The true energy in his body surged out, and he yelled: "Dragon and Phoenix strike!"