Chapter 68

"Flame Yang Finger!"

A fingerprint came out suddenly, pierced the sky, and hit the Fiery Fist,

Boom!

There was a loud explosion, deafening.

The fist seal was shattered, and the true essence exploded, spreading away like a ripple.

Under the action of inertia, the real fire rushed towards Lu Chen along the original track.

The moment the real fire ignited his body, Lu Chen ignited his soul fire to isolate the opponent's real fire.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Longmai opened his mouth wide, devouring the real fire and storing it.

However, not only did the finger print hit the broken fist, but it continued to hit the tall disciple like the finger print of a god of death.

puff!

The forehead of the tall disciple was pierced by a finger, and he fell straight down, dying with regret.

There was dead silence at the scene, and countless disciples looked at Lu Chen with chills.

In the battle of life and death, there is no end to death. After one move, one person will die.

The ruthlessness of the attack, the strength of the combat power, and the number of leaps and bounds are unmatched.

This terrifying guy is really a man of his word!

And Lu Chenyi stood in the air waves, with his long hair fluttering and his robe floating, as if the god of death had come to harvest all life.

Lai Guang, Wu Qugong, Sha Haifei and others were shocked and could not believe it.

Especially Wu Qugong, besides being shocked, he was a little more angry. The disciple who died was a martial arts genius, and he was ranked second in Ziyunmen's inner sect. Now his death is a great loss for Ziyunmen. If you hate Lu Chen, there will be ghosts.

At the enrollment ceremony in Shuangmu City, he witnessed Lu Chen leapfrog a battle, killing Zhou Ruoxue with one finger, setting a record of killing the sixth level of the True Yuan Realm by the second level of the True Yuan Realm.

That's why he specially arranged for two of the strongest half-step disciples who could deal with Lu Chen with certainty.

But he never expected that Lu Chen's cultivation would break through so quickly, how long has it been? Lu Chen's promotion from the second level of the True Yuan Realm to the fifth level of the True Yuan Realm is really abnormal.

What he couldn't accept the most was that Lu Chen's combat power was also perverted, and it was unbelievable that he could kill a half-step spiritual realm with one finger.

Half-step Transforming Spirit Realm, the basic strength alone is 200,000 jin, more than double that of the ninth level of the True Yuan Realm, and the combat power has jumped out of the scope of the True Yuan Realm, how could it be killed by Lu Chen?

Lu Chen is only at the fifth level of the True Yuan Realm, and his basic strength is only 50,000, which is very different from the half-step Transformation Spirit Realm.

He couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure it out, so he could only focus on the remaining short disciples.

That short disciple was number one in Ziyun Sect's inner sect, and his combat power was much stronger than the dead tall disciple, and he had a hole card.

As long as the short disciple showed his hole cards, no matter how strong Lu Chen's fingering combat skills were, he would be defeated in one fell swoop, and he would die without a place to die.

"No matter how strong the fingering is, it's still bare-handed. Lu Chen, you're dead!"

Wu Qugong glanced at him, and he had already foreseen the scene where Lu Chen's corpse was in a different place.

"Do you still want to challenge?"

Lu Chen stared at the taciturn short disciple and asked.

"You are very strong, but you killed my junior brother, you must die!"

The short disciple gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and he shot endless hatred at Lu Chen.

"It doesn't matter, I don't mind one more dead body here."

Lu Chen's face was calm, and he responded lightly.

This short disciple's aura is thicker, stronger than that of the tall disciple, but no matter how strong he is, he can only half-step into a spirit, and he can't destroy it with one finger.

Zheng!

The sword was unsheathed and resounded throughout the audience.

In the hand of the short disciple, there was a long sword with a cold light, and the sword was filled with aura.

"Mid-rank soldiers!"

The people from Feixiamen gasped, mid-level warriors are rare in Dengzhou, and Feixiamen only has one.

No one thought that Ziyun Sect was so despicable, letting that short disciple secretly bring middle-rank soldiers, Lu Chen would be in danger.

In the case of little difference in combat power, with soldiers in hand, it will definitely crush bare hands.

Soldiers can carry true energy, and with the power of warriors, they can break through all the power of fists and feet.

Lu Chen just came to Feixia Sect, he has never learned weapons and combat skills, and he has no fighters, so how can he fight with others?

"Lu Chen, have you ever practiced swordsmanship?"

Miao Yan's face was solemn, and she had an extra blue dagger in her hand, which was a middle-rank soldier.

"No."

Lu Chen shook his head.

"Then you admit defeat, don't fight, and leave the rest to me."

Miao Yanxiu frowned. Lu Chen had never practiced sword-type combat skills, so it was useless to give him the best soldiers. Weapon combat skills corresponded to the same soldiers.

The swordsmanship corresponds to the sword, and the swordsmanship can only increase the strength of the sword, and the sword can exert its greatest power.

If you practice marksmanship and then hold a sword, what else can you do?

"The battle of life and death is endless, there is no way out, and you can't admit defeat!"

Lu Chen immediately refused, with an extremely firm tone.

Miao Yan was almost pissed off, but she couldn't help Lu Chen if he wanted to hit him.

"Eat my sword!"

The short disciple didn't talk much nonsense, he raised his sword and slashed, the power of the sword pierced through the air, drew a line of horses, and slashed at Lu Chen with a sharp whistling sound.

Lu Chen's face was serious, he wanted to try, could the top-grade Yanyang finger of the earth rank defeat the opponent's mid-grade soldiers?

As soon as he pointed it out, a fiery fingerprint came out of the air, with a finger force weighing 360,000 jin, already Lu Chen's biggest finger force.

And the fire on the fingerprints is real fire!

Limited by his realm, Lu Chen couldn't make real fire, but Yanlong veins stored a lot of foreign real fire for Lu Chen to use.

Those real fires are less useful, and Lu Chen is usually reluctant to use them, but now that the opponent is strong, he must go all out, and the real fire will be used.

Boom!

The flame fingerprint hit the edge of the sword, and there was a loud noise.

The fingerprints collapsed and disintegrated, and the blade continued to chop down.

However, the real fire attached to the fingerprints did not dissipate, and under the effect of inertia, it flew towards the short disciple.

The short disciple is already half-step into the spirit realm, and he is an expert in playing with real fire. How can those real fires hurt him?

He opened his mouth and blew, and the real fire flying over was instantly extinguished.

But it was such a distraction that slowed down the falling sword edge for a moment, buying Lu Chen time to breathe.

One breathing time is enough for Lu Chen to use all his strength to protect himself with another finger.

As soon as a fingerprint was pointed out, the edge of the sword slashed in front of him, and the fingerprint offset part of the sword's power, and then collapsed.

hiss!

The blade fell and slashed on Lu Chen's body, from his left shoulder to his right waist, creating a deep groove of blood.

Blood flowed horizontally, and Lu Chen turned into a man of blood, but he did not fall down.

"Lu Chen!"

The people of Feixia Sect turned pale with fright, they surged up one after another, and were about to step forward to rescue them.

Suddenly, Lu Chen raised his arm slowly, gritted his teeth and said: "The battle of life and death, no one is allowed to intervene, don't come here!"

The people from Feixiamen stopped immediately, looking at Lu Chen's trembling back, very worried.

You've been hurt like this, you can't lose anymore, why are you talking about a battle of life and death?

Only by saving your life can you have a future!

What's more, the opponent's realm is so much higher than yours, and he still holds middle-grade fighters, killing you like killing ants, is it necessary to continue fighting?

"He's a man, but this is a game of life and death, you still have to die!"

The short disciple nodded approvingly, but the murderous intent in his eyes did not retreat, and his hatred for Lu Chen did not diminish.

"I, Lu Chen, like to gamble, but I never gamble on uncertain gambles."

Lu Chen's face was pale, he took out a healing pill and a hemostatic pill, and quickly swallowed them.

Ever since his father Lu Zhengru traveled far away and Lu Chen lost his protection, he has been living in constant misery, and suffered a lot in those years.

Especially Zhou Ruoxue's deception to him, poaching his dantian and taking out his martial veins, became the greatest pain in his life.

Ever since he had more Chaos Orbs in his body, he has been going smoothly, pushing all the way, invincible, and he also thought that he would never get hurt.

It wasn't until now that he realized that the enemy was still powerful, and he would still be injured, or even killed.

Martial arts is the way of fighting, injury cannot be avoided, but death must be avoided!

There is only one life, if you don't want to die, you have to become stronger.

How strong does it need to be?

Lu Chen thought of two words: Invincible!

However, the situation in front of him is very bad for him. His injuries are serious, and the medicine pill will not take effect so quickly, but the opponent is about to attack soon. If he is not in the best state to fight, he will die!