Chapter 294

"You will die!"

Zhuo Qing glanced at Lu Chen and said angrily.

"If I die, it means that I am overreaching and has nothing to do with others."

Lu Chen said so.

"Lu Chen, you have beheaded countless strong men of my demon clan, and you are the unworldly enemy of my demon clan. If I don't kill you, I swear not to be a demon!"

The Lord of the Demon City looked at Zhuo Qing and said, "If you don't interfere, I will fight with Lu Chen. Regardless of the outcome, I will retreat!"

Zhuo Qing considered for a while, and finally nodded in agreement.

Zhuo Qing considered the overall situation, although one of the most powerful members of the Yaozu was defeated, but with the Lord of the Yaocheng, the army of the Yaozu is still powerful and capable of fighting.

On the side of the suzerain, more than one million Xuantian disciples suffered heavy losses. If the city master of the demon city insisted on fighting despite the danger of annihilation of the entire army, it is unknown how many outstanding Xuantian disciples will perish. The best way to end this war as soon as possible Best ending ever.

Since Lu Chenhan is not afraid of death, and so strongly demands to single out the Lord of the Demon City, then Lu Chen should be satisfied.

God knows how much potential that guy Lu Chen has?

Moreover, Lu Chen's realm has broken through very quickly, and his combat power has always been unbearably strong.

From the first day of joining the branch sect, Lu Chen was abnormal, and he had already looked at Lu Chen differently.

What if, Lu Chen suddenly got nervous, and a miracle of defeating the Lord of the Demon City really happened?

"Haha, Lu Chen, it is a lifetime honor for the Lord of the City to personally take your life!"

The city lord of the demon city looked up to the sky and smiled, his aura was overwhelming and shocking.

At this time, almost all the strong human races were gone by Lu Chen's side. Who would dare to stay there and wait for trouble?

Before, everyone thought that when Lu Chen ran over, he was angry with the mayor of the demon city, pretending to be aggressive.

That's why, people with quick brains all ran over to tease each other.

Who knew that Lu Chen didn't pretend to be coercive, but he really wanted to challenge the Lord of the Demon City one-on-one!

I can't get enough of this, why don't you leave, waiting to die?

However, it's not that there are no one around Lu Chen, it's just that there are not many.

Five people including Fei Long, Shangguan Jin, Quan Sheng, Ma Jia and Niu Ding did not leave.

It's just that these five people have different expressions and different degrees of calmness.

Shangguan Jin is a swordsman who disregards life and death, thinks highly of himself, and treats him indifferently.

Quan Sheng is a stupefied young man who never knows how to write the word "death". Especially with treasures, he will become even more inflated after practicing mid-level combat skills at the sky level. Pulled down, he is definitely a resounding flat-headed brother!

The vest and Niu Ding were weak in battle, so there was nothing to say, their faces were livid, obviously a little scared, but they didn't want to leave.

As for Fat Dragon...

Trembling!

"Brother, didn't I say it's good to pretend? Why are you pretending to be a wolf with a big tail? You lured the Lord of the Demon City down, are you trying to die or commit suicide?"

Fat Dragon's face was blue, his lips were white, his feet were wobbling, and he looked as if he wanted to escape immediately.

"You are really fat and stupid. Today's battle is mainly because the old demon wants to take revenge on me. If you don't kill him, he will definitely die. If you don't kill the entire demon army, he won't be finished."

Lu Chen glared at Feilong and said, "Look at our people, no matter whether they are in the sky or on the ground, they have suffered heavy losses. If we continue to fight, we can wipe out the monster army, and half of Xuantian's disciples will die. The loss outweighs the gain."

"But... you are not his opponent."

Fat Dragon said.

"I am!"

Lu Chen said firmly.

"impossible!"

Feilong also firmly believed.

"Are you scared?"

"Um."

"Go away if you're afraid."

"twitter!"

Feilong responded in surprise, as if he had taken the imperial decree, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"This bastard..."

Shangguan frowned.

"As for Fat Dragon, he's not all cowardly. Sometimes he gets nervous, but he's quite brave."

Quan Sheng also frowned, defending Fei Long.

"Let's go too."

Lu Chen looked at the Lord of the Monster City who was slowly landing, and said to the others, "Quansheng, take the vest and Niu Ding and leave immediately!"

As for Quan Sheng, it was a direct order, otherwise that brash flat-headed brother who was not afraid of death would not have left.

"Shangguan Jin?"

Seeing that everyone had left, Lu Chen couldn't help being a little startled when Shangguan Jin was still standing beside him with his hands behind his back.

"I am a powerhouse at the peak of the first pole, and my sea of ​​consciousness has been expanded to the extreme, so I am not afraid of the powerhouse at the second pole."

Shangguan said confidently.

"Let's talk about the tyrannical cultivation of the physical body."

Lu Chen shook his head. The sword cultivator's attack power is very strong, and it is not impossible to cut people at a super level, but the body of the sword cultivator is just a piece of tile, which will shatter when touched. I am afraid that he will be beheaded before he can hit anyone.

Shang Zijin was unable to kill the powerful Yaozu before, and he was registered with the Yaozu. If he stayed, the city lord of the Yaocheng would be the first to deal with him.

I'm afraid he was already killed by the city lord of the demon city before he drew his sword, which is meaningless.

"Sword cultivators generally don't cultivate the body."

Shangguan hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Besides, there is no body forging technique suitable for sword cultivation in the world."

"I have, I will teach you later, hurry up, otherwise you are dead, where can I break your sword?"

Lu Chen drove away Shangguan Jin with an undeniable tone.

"It's very stingy, Lao Dianji broke my sword."

Shangguan smiled and was embarrassed to stay any longer, so he walked away.

At this moment, the Lord of the Monster City just landed and faced Lu Chen face to face, his eyes of hatred swept over Lu Chen.

"What are you looking at?"

Lu Chen asked with a smile.

"I'm looking at the tenderest part of your body, I'm going to eat you raw!"

The city lord of Demon City chuckled, in his opinion, Lu Chen is a dead man!

At the seventh level of Yuandan Realm, no matter how strong your combat power is, it is impossible to be the opponent of the second-level powerhouse of Tiangang.

This is not a question of strength, but a question of mental strength!

If you don't reach the two poles of Tiangang, you can't cultivate the power of your soul.

If the soul power is not strong, there is no strong spiritual power. How to resist his soul attack?

"My whole body is tender, and every part is delicious."

Lu Chen showed no fear, instead he teased the Lord of the Monster City, "However, your meat is too old, it must be stewed before it can be eaten."

"Do you want to eat demon meat?"

The Lord of the Demon City sneered.

"No, I just want you to stew and feed the cat. I have a very cute kitten. I haven't eaten meat for a long time. It's so pitiful."

Lu Chen replied with a retort, and the city lord of the demon city was so angry that smoke rose from his orifices.

Damn, you actually want to stew the city lord to feed the cat, Chi Guoguo's insult!

"go to hell!"

The Lord of Monster City didn't use his soul power either, but grabbed Lu Chen directly with a big hand, wanting to test Lu Chen's strength.

That grab was so powerful that it shattered the space, made the earth roar, and locked Lu Chen with a powerful air mechanism!

"Well, it has at least three billion catties, which is indeed much stronger than a very strong man!"

Lu Chen nodded, recognizing the powerful power of the demon city lord, which cannot be compared with those of the so-called demon clan powerhouses.

But recognition is recognition, and moves are moves. Naturally, he will not sit and wait for death, but point out with his sword, and go forward.