Looking at the Qingluan Ancient Sword that had been broken into countless pieces, countless disciples slowly came to their senses, followed by a sound of sucking in the cold air.

No matter how much hatred the two sides are, the Qingluan Ancient Sword is Li Haiyang's natal sword after all.

Who is Li Haiyang?

The Lord of Qingluan Peak is also a powerful sword cultivator who is at the peak of no distance or even one step closer.

More importantly, after Li Haiyang made a sound, another person made a sound, and the man said that he was stopping.

The sound comes from Xige.

It was Li Kuohai, the head of the Xige Pavilion.

When Lu Chen faced two famous figures, he still gave him a little face and forcibly destroyed Li Haiyang's ancient sword in front of everyone in the Four Pavilions and Eight Peaks.

The firmness of the mind and the ruthlessness of the methods are amazing.

"This kid is such a cruel method."

In addition to being amazed and curious, the other eight peaks of the peaks looked at Lu Chen, there was an unconcealable fear.

Shen Mohuang looked at Lu Chen with beautiful eyes, as if she had met this guy again.

On the quiet Bei Pavilion, Yi Shui'er's big watery eyes kept staring at Lu Chen, full of curiosity and surprise, thinking that this was a person who held a grudge.

It is said that the woman on Qingluan Peak was seriously injured by Liu Yi, and then the ancient sword was destroyed. As a result, he did the same thing today, and was more neat and merciless.

Yi Shui'er suddenly held her face with both hands and said with a smile: "It's so handsome, it's really so handsome! No wonder it's said outside that Shen Mohuang has something to do with him. It seems that it's impossible now."

In the stands of Xige, Li Kuihai could not see any expression on his face.

The Lord of Qingluan Peak Li Haiyang, with a pale face, a shaky figure, and a resentful look. He stared at the young man in the field.

Because I could not drive the Qingluan Divine Sword in public, I could only watch the other party destroy the flying sword, which resulted in my sword heart being severely damaged and my vitality was severely damaged. Don’t talk about breaking the realm now, it’s a question whether I can maintain my current realm.

Some elders of the Four Pavilions remembered the methods Lu Chen used during the battle just now, and looked shocked and puzzled.

Qingluan is still a top-grade spiritual sword after all. Why can a disciple from the mortal realm completely destroy it with one hand?

And his last move against Liu Yi did not see any traces of Taoism, but why did he not have the power to resist?

Everyone was full of thoughts, but when they saw the boy looking at the stands of the West Pavilion, they realized that today's affairs were far from over.

A breeze blew by, and Nanwu fell in the scene in a cool way.

"I admit I underestimated you."

Nan Wu looked at the hideous wound on Lu Chen's right hand, and then said after being silent: "I know you have not used a sword until now, but it is meaningless. Even if you are safe and sound, you cannot be my opponent, let alone your right hand can no longer hold the sword."

What Nan Wu said sounded very reasonable to others.

Although he looks like a weak scholar, he ranks fifth in Xige, where there are many experts, and he has naturally shown his strength.

But some people who were familiar with Nanwu gradually frowned.

Because Nan Wu talks a lot on weekdays, he always cherishes his words like gold when fighting.

Being able to make him make such abnormal words can only show that his mood has turbulent, and these words are needed to increase confidence for himself.

Lu Chen didn't react at all when he heard these words, and looked indifferent, just asked, "Are you ready?"

If you are ready, you will naturally have to do it.

Lu Chen was very calm, even so calm that it made people feel a little strange.

Wuchen saw this scene in the distance, his face quietly became a little solemn, and his body sitting on the trembling chair leaned forward slightly.

As a strong man in the Breaking Air Realm, he shouldn't have been so nervous when facing the competition between two junior disciples, but Wuchen's expression seemed extremely focused, and even a bit abnormal in concentration.

He didn't use it, but he came in the end.

Because a few days before the competition of the Four Pavilions Conference, Lu Chen found him and asked a few questions.

Lu Chen asked him what he would do if the disciple of Jiange accidentally killed the other party in the competition.

At that time, he looked at the boy's calm eyes and wanted to see something.

Then Lu Chen asked again what to do if the person who was killed was an important disciple of Xige.

He was silent for a long time and didn't know how to answer.

Finally, the boy asked again, what would he do if he was the one who killed someone?

Wuchen didn't say a word after all.

So he came here today and didn't care about the outcome. He just wanted to stop a tragic thing that might happen.

If he couldn't stop it in the end, he had already made up his mind to protect Lu Chen just now, and he would be safe at any cost.

Because he saw the shadow of someone in Lu Chen now.

.....

A sword light is cold and the setting sun.

Zhongnanwu took the lead in making a move.

He bounced his fingers, and the long sword in his hand rushed towards Lu Chen like a rainbow light.

It seems ordinary, but it is actually like thunder.

Lu Chen twisted his footsteps and disappeared in an instant. The next second, a large pit exploded on the ground, and stone chips splashed everywhere.

Nan Wu had no expression on his face, and his hands formed sword seals at high speed, which was so fast that even waves of afterimages were produced between his hands.

The seal ends.

Only a sword roar could be heard resounding all around.

The flying sword was covered with a layer of green light, which was faster and more powerful!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

There were countless pits everywhere Lu Chen's body, and explosions on the ground were heard one after another.

Even the personal disciples in the four cabinets held their minds when they saw this scene and did not dare to miss any details.

This sword-controlling technique is at least ten times higher than Liu Yi!

Half an hour passed, and the sound of explosions continued in the field, breaking through the air, sand and stones flew around, and dust rose everywhere, which was extremely wonderful.

While countless people sighed at the Nanwu Sword Technique, they realized a more important issue later.

Even though Nan Wu showed amazing sword-control skills, it seems that Lu Chen can still handle it more than enough?

The boy's figure kept flashing around the Sunset Rock, and often took dozens of meters away in one step, which looked extremely smooth and satisfactory without any stagnation.

"Shrinking the ground into an inch? Isn't this a Taoist method that can only be mastered without a distance?"

"No, this is clearly a long-lost instant body technique! The difficulty is much smaller, but why is he so skillful?"

"It should be a rare technique that Dongge has treasured for a long time. He has indeed made progress in the past two years."

All the elders were whispering and talking.

Nan Wu's face became more and more serious. Looking at the other party's ghostly teleportation speed, a sense of irritability revealed in his eyes.

The flying sword stopped and galloped back.

Nan Wu ran forward suddenly, caught the flying back to the ancient sword with his right hand, and headed straight for Lu Chen.

The spiritual power of the Qihai Sea in his body is no longer enough to continue to support the sword, but it seems that the other party still has enough strength.

This is a very unusual thing. His realm is obviously higher than that of the other party, so it should be reversed.

But now there is no time to think about such things, and his intuition tells him that he must win and lose as soon as possible.

Twenty meters.

Ten meters.

Five meters.

Lu Chen did not move anymore, but just looked at him quietly with his hands on his back.

His eyes were indifferent, but there was an indescribable sarcasm.

Seeing this scene, Nan Wuwang's heart was filled with anger, shouted violently, and jumped high.

His right hand stretched back, and the tip of his sword pointed straight to the sky.

A blue tornado enveloped his entire right arm, and then countless sword shadows appeared behind him.

It seemed as if thousands of long swords appeared in the air at the same time, with a strong sword energy and no one could avoid it.

Xige personally taught the sword technique, the most powerful and widest range of Eight Thousand Liuyu.

Nan Wu appeared in front of Lu Chen, stabbed out with a sword, and then covered the sky and rushed towards Lu Chen at the same time.

Nan Wu plans to decide the winner at the next moment.

So he didn't hold back at all this sword, and he had already put all his strength into it.

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To be continued...