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

A low roar of dragons sounded, followed by a loud roar of phoenixes, and the sound of dragons and phoenixes singing together filled the sky.

Lu Chen punched out with both fists, an illusory dragon shadow flew out of his left arm, and a fiery phoenix flew out of his right arm. The two violent forces set off a violent storm and violently crashed into Mo Qianheng's body. .

The dragon and phoenix strike is the first form of the dragon and phoenix scripture. The destructive power of the two is enough to destroy everything in the world...

"A bloody battle in the Eight Wastes!"

Mo Qianheng formed a seal on his palm, and the blood seal condensed from his chest. He stared with scarlet eyes at the two true dragons and true phoenixes running in front of him with majestic true energy...

Although they were just phantoms condensed by the true energy, the terrifying pressure was so overwhelming that Mo Qianheng couldn't breathe.

Mo Qianheng's eyes were ferocious, and the spear in his hand filled with strange blood-evil aura expanded to a hundred times its size. He threw it violently, and the huge spear penetrated the phoenix shadow and shot toward Lu Shen's body.

Seeing that the phantom of the phoenix was pierced, Mo Qianheng thought he had a chance of victory. He curved his lips and laughed wildly: "Soul-destroying spear, break his defense for me!"

Lu Chen said coldly: "It's too early to be happy..."

In Mo Qianheng's shocked eyes, the illusory dragon shadow was wrapped around the spear, and the majestic Qi spurted out from his mouth. The strange black flames spread to the dragon shadow's body, and the dragon shadow looked up to the sky and roared, A roar that resounded through the sky penetrated the golden gravel and was deafening.

The dragon shadow used its huge body to strangle the spear. In just three breaths, the indestructible spear was directly broken by it.

The soul-destroying spear broke, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from Mo Qianheng's mouth. It seemed that he had some special connection with the soul-destroying spear. The moment the soul-destroying spear was broken, his breath quickly weakened.

There is no longer that overwhelming feeling of oppression at the beginning.

"Kill me!"

Lu Chen let out a roar and raised his hands, and the illusory dragon shadow slammed into Mo Qianheng in mid-air. Under its tyrannical attack, Mo Qianheng turned into a meteorite and fell, slamming into the ground. middle.

On the ground, a huge spider web cracked. In the middle of the crack, Mo Qianheng stood up, looked at Lu Shen with sinister eyes, and said grimly: "I really underestimated you, such a weird martial arts, it seems like this Killing you is really too cheap for you, I changed my mind, hand over your martial arts skills, maybe I can spare your life..."

Lu Chen chuckled and said, "Are you kidding me? You don't seem to understand the situation yet. Now kneel down and beg me. I can let you die more happily..."

"Mo Chengshan and I will kill this kid together!"

Mo Qianheng jumped suddenly, his figure appeared in the air like a ghost, and said excitedly.

The corner of Mo Chengshan's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly. He didn't know who told him to get out just now...

Mo Chengshan threatened with a sinister smile: "Young man, hand over all your martial arts skills, and I can kill just one of you. If you don't obey, I won't let go of any of your Lu family members."

"Oh, if you want my martial arts skills, the prerequisite is that you can escape from my hands alive!"

Lu Chen laughed sarcastically, as the true energy circulated in his body, and the blazing phoenix flames covered his body.

"Come together, don't give him a chance to breathe."

"good!"

Mo Qianheng and Mo Chengshan attacked Lu Chen in unison, with the strange and heart-stopping black flames burning in their palms.

Lu Chen's expression became a little serious. If there was only one eighth-grade demigod, he could deal with it with ease, but if there were two, it would be very difficult for him. He could only dodge the attacks of the two without letting them go. Their attacks did no harm to themselves...

Above the sky, three figures intersect.

One of Mo Qianheng and Mo Chengshan was responsible for the attack, and the other was responsible for the defense. They cooperated so well that Lu Chen couldn't find any flaws for a while.

Lu Chen frowned deeply. If he continued like this, he might be killed by the two of them!

Everyone's eyes were focused on the three figures in the sky.

"What should Lu Zhannan do now? Those two despicable and shameless bastards have no moral ethics and bully the minority!"

Lu Tianheng, the second elder of the Lu family, said anxiously with his cloudy old eyes full of resentment.

"Damn it! This duel is no longer something we can participate in. If we approach rashly, I'm afraid we will be torn into pieces by the storm in an instant..."

Lu Zhannan said with despair, if this continues, Lu Chen will definitely lose!

Lu Zhanyuan coughed lightly and said with breathless anger: "Xuanyuan Sword...Give Xuanyuan Sword to Lu Chen..."

Lu Zhannan looked at the Xuanyuan Sword not far away. He gritted his teeth, stepped forward to pick up the Xuanyuan Sword and threw it into the air: "Master, take the sword!"

The Xuanyuan Sword rippled with true energy fluctuations like a tidal wave. The Xuanyuan Sword pierced the air, and the crisp sound of the sword roared straight into the sky and resounded throughout the world.

Lu Chen stared, and suddenly raised his arm to hold the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand. The sword energy as deep as a river roared horizontally. As Lu Chen's arm fell gently, the sharp sword energy that could not be described in words firmly locked Mo Qianheng and the two of them. Stop, the galloping sword shadow tore towards the two of them...

The expressions of both Mo Qianheng and Mo Qianheng changed slightly. Not only did this kid have weird martial arts, but now even his weapons were so evil.

If we could learn from Lu Chen how he obtained so many treasures, it would be a worthwhile trip.

After Mo Qianheng and Mo Chengshan looked at each other, they leaned together in understanding.

The two men suddenly cut their palms, and under the control of their thoughts, the blood gathered together. In the eyes of everyone, a river of blood filled with evil aura rose up into the sky, blocking the two of them, trying to control the vertical and horizontal sword energy. Resist...

Destroying ripples of true energy shook from the sky, and the bloody energy filled the space between heaven and earth.

The river-like sword energy and the turbid blood river converged, and the two mutually incompatible true energy exploded...

"boom!"

Under the huge bombardment, the three figures in the sky flew backwards.

Lu Zhannan and others looked at this scene in stunned silence. This was a sight they had never seen before. Is this really a duel between warriors?

The earth is covered with desolation, and there are deep ravines and cracks on the ground. Many of the Lu family's pavilions and pavilions were reduced to ashes, and the better ones were turned into ruins...

Lu Chen's face turned pale and weak. He covered his chest and stood up from the ruins. He was now at the end of his strength.

Lu Chen could only pray silently that Mo Qianheng and Mo Chengshan had died in his hands, otherwise he would be the next to die...

His abyss-like cold eyes searched for traces of Mo Qianheng and Mo Chengshan. Under the ruins, he reached out a palm, followed by the sound of wild laughter: "Haha, hahaha... "

"I didn't expect that there would be such a monster in the secular world. It makes me reluctant to kill you!"

Mo Qianheng and the two climbed up from under the rubble, the disdain in their eyes turned into a hint of admiration...

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Guess who will help Lu Chen kill Mo Qianheng and the others?

a.Long Baiyu

b.Lu Zhanyuan

c.Ye Zi Li

d. Du Guxu

e.Hongtianxiang

f. Lu Chen himself

g.Others

If you guess wrong, please help me generate electricity next time...

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