Many disciples rubbed their eyes and looked into the field again, but found that they were not wrong.

Lu Chen actually came here.

Everyone's eyes moved to the boy's body.

Many elders and disciples who had never masked had curiosity and gaze in their eyes.

A year has passed, and they don’t know what level Lu Chen has reached and what kind of strength he has now.

In the eyes of many people, Meng Yixiao and Li Yihan are the most talented disciples in this generation. They have a heaven-level sword heart, are of extraordinary talent, and their realm has improved very quickly. Lu Chen always feels that something is worse than that.

However, after carefully recalling Lu Chen's experience over the past few years, some people denied this conclusion.

In the introductory test on the North Pavilion, Lu Chen easily defeated Li Yihan from the Ninth Level of Qi Training.

On his trip to Jianzhong Mountain, he received the Sword Spirit Blood Resume for the first time, which was the second person in Jiange in thousands of years.

The most important point is that he is the second disciple the leader has received in recent years.

This alone can attract the attention of many people.

Shen Mohuang saw the slender figure with long hair draped over her shoulders in the field and said, "It seems that it has changed a lot."

Li Huamei said with a smile: "I have grown up and become more and more beautiful. Fortunately, the little ancestor didn't come, otherwise he would have to fly up at this time."

Center of the site.

When Liu Yi heard the other party’s random questioning, he felt a strange palpitation in his heart. Then he calmed down and asked calmly, "Are you Lu Chen?"

Lu Chen did not answer his words, looked at Qingluan on his clothes, then looked around with his eyes away.

This casual attitude made Liu Yi change his face suddenly and sneered: "Please give me advice from Junior Brother Lu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp green sword appeared in his hand. The sword body was extremely long, and the majestic spiritual power could not be suppressed and gushed out of the hilt.

Liu Yi held the sword, but it felt like the sword was leading him.

Someone saw the origin of the sword and suddenly started to curse.

Jing Chang on the stands of the Beige in the distance snorted coldly: "It's so shameless."

Li Huamei shook her head helplessly and said, "It doesn't matter how big the dispute between the younger generation is. Why are even the older generation starting to be shameless?"

Shen Mohuang said inexplicably: "Why?"

Li Huamei said: "The sword is named Qingluan."

Shen Mohuang showed a look of pride.

The ancient sword Qingluan is naturally the sword of the Lord of Qingluan Peak.

At this time, he transferred the ancient sword to his own disciple, so what he had was naturally obvious.

Some people think deeper.

Could it be that they had expected Lu Chen to appear in the four pavilions competition from the beginning, so they made such preparations for winning in advance?

If this is the case, then the mind may not be a little scary.

In the stands of Nan Pavilion, Chen Yi appeared beside Nan Wu at some point and frowned and said, "I said not to do these unnecessary small movements."

Nan Wu spread his hands, looked helpless, and pointed to the red robe figure in front of him.

Chen Yi looked complicated and finally didn't speak anymore.

....

Liu Yi stood in the field with great enthusiasm, and the spiritual power fed back on the sword made him feel unprecedentedly powerful.

And when he thought of the opportunity to defeat the genius disciples selected by the head in front of everyone in the Jiange, he was filled with endless excitement.

Even if there are some so-called despicable means in it, what if it is?

The success of the king and the defeat of the enemy has been the case since ancient times.

Liu Yi shouted violently, and even held the sword in both hands. He suddenly waved forward, and a violent sword energy rolled up countless flying sand and stones.

Lu Chen pointed to the ground with his toes and jumped high. The rocks below were instantly broken, revealing shocking broken gullies.

As soon as he landed, Liu Yi had already rushed to his front, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and starting with a powerful slash.

Lu Chen twisted his footsteps and dodged sideways. He smashed his sword and gravels on the ground flew around, and suddenly there was a huge depression. Liu Yi's speed did not decrease, and he slashed several times one after another, causing countless deep pits.

He was like holding a peerless magic weapon, invincible. The rocks exploded wherever the sword passed, and the image effect was extremely shocking.

The young disciple was focused on the scene, thinking that Liu Yi's sword technique was too powerful, and Lu Chen didn't even have a chance to fight back.

A layman watches the excitement, while an expert sees the tricks.

The elders of the Four Pavilions and Eight Peaks all looked solemn, looking at Lu Chen's figure, constantly stuttering surprise.

Because Liu Yi's sword seems invincible, but it does not cause any obstacles to the other party.

Liu Yi needed to use all his strength to use his moves, and Lu Chen only needed an understatement to sideways or bend down to avoid them.

What's even more terrifying is that some people discovered that Lu Chen had not moved his footsteps for a long time.

what does that mean?

The light on the Qingluan Sword became more and more vigorous, and was replaced by Liu Yi's heavy breathing sound.

"Why...why can't I hit him."

Liu Yi's eyes were red, and he screamed and stabbed with all his strength. This time, Lu Chen suddenly did not move.

Liu Yi was ecstatic, but his face was completely stunned for the next second.

Because his long sword could no longer shake a single point.

Lu Chen stretched out his two fingers and easily clamped Qingluan.

“The first thing.”

Lu Chen looked at him and said, "You should call me Senior Brother."

Lu Chen gently waved his left palm in the air.

Liu Yi's face suddenly twisted, his body bent like a shrimp, instantly flew back four or five meters back, lay on the ground covering his abdomen and kept wailing.

“The second thing.”

Lu Chen continued: "Your swordsmanship is the weakest and ugliest I have ever seen in my life, so I don't want to recognize you as my junior brother."

Another casual wave was made.

Liu Yi's body was as if he was hit hard again, flew back at high speed, then hit a broken rock hard, then rose again, hit again!

Only Liu Yi's screams were left in the air.

This picture is extremely weird and terrifying.

It was not until the end that Liu Yi finally stopped moving, his face was covered in blood, and he fell to the ground like a dead dog.

“The third thing.”

Lu Chen turned around, looked up at a stand, raised the long sword between his fingers, and asked, "Is this your sword?"

Li Haiyang, the leader of Qingluan Peak, looked gloomy and had no answer.

No matter how many people know this kind of thing, it cannot be admitted in public. Otherwise, the provocation will be the rules of the Jiange Sect, and even he will not be able to bear the consequences.

"It seems not."

Lu Chen smiled, and changed the sword with both fingers to holding the sword with one hand.

His right hand was held on the sword body, and then slowly flowed out of it with bright red.

Countless people looked at this scene and were puzzled.

Li Haiyang's expression changed drastically and he shouted: "No!"

"Stop!" There seemed to be a powerful voice coming from a distance.

Lu Chen ignored him and smiled brightly.

There was only a bang.

The Qingluan Ancient Sword exploded and broke inch by inch.

Li Haiyang covered his chest and flew backwards, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

...

Deadly silence.

The people in the field just saw it now, and they felt their scalp numbness, and a cool air spread from the soles of their feet all over their bodies. The things in front of them were shocking that they could not make any sound.

The boy in the field looked peaceful, but he didn't expect his behavior to be so ruthless.

Lu Chen turned around, and the explosion of the ancient sword had already caused blood to his right hand, and even bones could be seen, but his expression was still dull, as if there was no effect at all.

He told Ning Rongrong that he could only fight, so today he helped her fight back.

He has always been a trustworthy person.
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