Chapter 673

"Grandpa long, is this man a pervert?" Nangong Qin said in surprise.

"His strength is very strong. Maybe he has practiced a special body skill." The old man surnamed long said in surprise.

He is worthy of being a strong man in the later period of tongtianjing. He can see the changes of Lu Chen at a glance.

You know, if Lu Chen had encountered such a situation before, there would be no hope that he would fall on this altar. But now he has practiced 99 double Xuangong. His physical strength alone has reached 10000 Jin. How can he be afraid of them?

This is where he shows his true strength.

The green lotus sword swept out. Centered on him, all the warriors and disciples in all directions were split in two by the lazy waist, and their intestines mixed with blood fell at his feet.

At the next moment, nearly ten bodies fell around him. His hair, cheeks and clothes were dyed red with blood. With cold eyes, he looked more terrible than death at the moment.

There were more than 500 people on the altar, but at this moment, the collective lost their voice. Only the cool wind blew and blew a thick blood mist on them.

As if they had been watered with a basin of cold water, they were all excited and shivered.

You know, on this altar, you can't use your spiritual power, but Lu Chen killed more than ten strong warriors with his physical strength and his own strength. Is this human?

With blood dripping all over his body, he is a humanoid monster.

The disciples of major forces led by Long Xiao, Zhao Zichuan, Lin Wanfeng and Zhao Xin were stunned, and their faces showed fear, because it was extremely difficult to kill a warrior with their physical strength.

Shaxingtian, who was worried about the safety of Lu Chen, sighed at this.

Lin Tiankai, Jin Qiuzhong and Nangong Qin, who hoped that Lu Chen would be killed, all looked frightened under the altar.

"What's great is that the flesh is stronger?" Nangong Qin clenched her teeth and said that her resentment was deeper.

Looking at Lu Chen's Phoenix dynasty song, there was a trace of surprise in her star moon like eyes, and her mood became complicated for a time, but she felt that Lu Chen would kill in this way, and several major forces would not let him go.

Sure enough, Ling Xudu, Yang Yuanshi, song Yingtian, Lin tietie, Cheng Gufeng, Cao Yan and others all had a heavy face, and their eyes showed their intention to kill. Cao Yan said fiercely: "all the disciples of the blood flag clan surround them, and even if they consume them, they will consume them to death."

"Kill him."

Ling Xudu also issued orders one after another to kill Lu Chen.

Although Lu Chen's physical strength is powerful, how can so many people kill him together.

The reason is very simple. Without using spiritual power, it is difficult to support for a long time by physical power alone.

Under the order of Ling Xudu, the disciples and warriors of several forces started again. Some disciples who boasted of being smart withdrew from the altar first, then took out their weapons, and then rushed up to kill Lu Chen.

However, Lu Chen doesn't care about it, because Qinglian sword is a medium-level weapon of heaven level. It's extremely sharp. In addition, he has cultivated 99 double Xuangong, which makes him more powerful.

Looking at the Dragon roar and others above, he grinned and showed his raw white teeth. Then he grabbed the green lotus sword and walked towards them step by step. His words were plain and said, "today you will all die here."

The green lotus sword dragged on the steps and made a long clank sound. The sword was shining everywhere, showing a spirit of awe.

"Kill him."

Long Xiao was heartbroken for no reason. His face changed slightly and roared fiercely.

"Kill!"

Those warriors with strong limbs and muscular muscles came forward one after another, sweeping forward with fists, palms or legs, trying to capture Lu Chen. Their movements were extremely rough.

"Die!" Looking at the fist, Lu Chen smiled coldly, waved the green lotus sword and split it, "click", split the fist from it, and then cut it on his arm.

"Ah." The warrior's eyes widened with pain and screamed bitterly. However, the more pain was still behind. Lu Chen cut off his whole arm.

Between the blood splashing, Lu Chen kicked him down with one foot, and then the green lotus sword waved out. The stabbed weapons all collapsed, and five or six disciples splashed blood on their chest and threw them out.

"Pooh!"

A warrior was beheaded by Lu Chen.

"Ah --."

Another warrior was split in two by Lu Chen.

"Poof --!"

A warrior was split in half by Lu Chen.

The blood splashed out and made Lu Chen covered with blood.

He was like a blood god, stepping on the bloody steps and constantly approaching Longxiao and others.

In a burst of screams, all the warriors and disciples in front of him fell at his feet,

Ancient altar, rivers of blood!

The disciples and warriors around showed a look of horror at this.

Long Xiao's faces turned white and a cold sweat broke out on their forehead, because at this moment, they really felt the breath of life and death.

"Stop him!"

Zhao Xin was so frightened that he pointed to Lu Chen and shouted loudly.

"Protect the eldest son."

The warriors and disciples of the blood flag sect came forward one after another and attacked Lu Chen. Because they could not use their spiritual power, they looked like a group of ordinary people fighting a muddy fight.

But when Lu Chen cut out the green lotus sword, the screams and bright blood were telling everyone that it was a killing.

One body after another fell at the foot of Lu Chen, and the blood flowed on the steps.

Everyone on the altar could smell the pungent smell of blood, and saw a famous blood flag sect disciple and warrior die under Lu dust sword.

He approached Cao Rong step by step.

"Come on." Zhao Xin almost roared out. In his inborn blood pupil, there was a look of despair.

If he had known this, he would no longer enter Tianyuan mining area.

He regretted it now;

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

"Poof";

He knelt down at Lu Chen's feet, and his knees were covered with blood. At the moment of splashing, the green lotus sword had crossed his neck, and the great head rolled down at Lu Chen's feet.

"Ah! Lu Chen, I swear I won't be a man if I don't kill you." When Cao Yan saw Zhao Xin's body, his old eyes suddenly stared and roared angrily.

You know, Cao Rong is dead, and Zhao Xin is the only successor of the blood flag gate. Now even Zhao Xin has died in Lu Chen's hands, so who will inherit the blood flag gate?

If Cao Wushang were here, I'm afraid he would go crazy.

But Lu Chen sneered and kicked Zhao Xin's head off the altar. After glancing at Cao Yan indifferently, his cold eyes fell on Long Xiao and others, saying, "it's your turn now."

Hearing this, he looked at Zhao Xin, who was in a different place. Long Xiao and others turned pale, and cold sweat came out from their ears and temples. He only felt that his back was cold and retreated.

At this moment, they no longer doubt Lu Chen's words.

If he dares to kill Zhao Xin, he dares to kill them.

"Kill him, kill him!" Lin Wanfeng roared hysterically.

"Do it together." Zhao Zichuan also urged the warriors and disciples of the five poisons cult. His voice was trembling, showing his inner panic.

"Kill!!!", The warriors of several forces looked at each other. Although they were afraid, they still suppressed their inner fear and came forward, showing a ferocious color, trying to capture and kill Lu Chen in order to make great contributions.

After all, no matter how powerful Lu Chen is, there is only one person. They are besieged by hundreds of warriors. Can't they kill him alone? But they still underestimated land dust.

When the green lotus sword was cleaved out, a large piece of sword light still bloomed, and blood flowers bloomed, and a corpse fell at Lu Chen's feet.

Lu Chen stepped on their bodies and approached Longxiao and others step by step.

The cold breath, bright blood, dark eyes and solemn murderous spirit are like a force that emanates from Lu Chen and pours on him.

A "poop poop" sound sounded, and blood splashed to every corner of the altar.

Except for the disciples and warriors of lingxu Valley, Wumeng, Confucian Academy, five poisons sect, blood flag sect, the disciples of other sects retreated one after another. Even Feng Shenyu didn't know when to retreat to the back.

As for Mingkong, who made friends with Long Xiao and others, he didn't mean to intervene. He took the disciples of Bodhi hall to retreat.

The corpse stood on the other side indifferently and watched from the wall.

Lu Chen is like the God of death. Everyone is afraid when he sees it.

Ling Xudu, Yang Yuanshi and others under the altar saw this situation, and their old faces were particularly gloomy, as if they were dripping blood.

The blood corpse will look to the left without speaking.

Zhiyang and crazy dragon were stunned;

They never expected that Lu Chen would bring them such a surprise. The boy is hidden deep enough!

Looking at the strong, muscular warriors who died under Lu dust sword, they looked at Ling Xudu and others with a particularly wonderful look.

Elders of other sects are no exception.

You know, if Long Xiao, Zhao Zichuan and Lin Wanfeng are all killed by Lu Chen, it will be a great loss for the three forces!

"You take the old man's weapon up and be sure to kill him." Ling Xudu said to the remaining warriors behind him. His old face was cold and su. He waved and took out several sky level medium-level weapons.

"Yes."

The warriors of lingxu Valley quickly nodded and rushed to the altar with a sky level medium-level weapon.

"You go too."

Seeing this, five old monsters, Yang Yuanshi, Lin tietie, song Yingtian, Cheng Gufeng and Cao Yan, also sent their last men, all with the heaven level weapons they gave them.

The root of all this lies in the green lotus sword in Lu Chen's hand. It is a medium-level weapon of heaven level. If you want to kill Lu Chen, you must destroy the green lotus sword.

Without the green lotus sword, Lu Chen is like a toothless tiger, who will be slaughtered by them.

Unfortunately, Lu Chen started faster than they thought, and gave them little time to maneuver.

The scream sounded in the hot blood, and the spirit of extermination quickly spread on the altar and swept over Longxiao and others, making them feel like falling into an ice cave, and their legs trembled.

At this moment, they feel the fragility of life.

Bloody broken hands and feet, headless corpses spraying blood all over every step.

Seeing this, the warrior who rushed up with heaven level weapons also turned pale. He couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of water, and then rushed up with courage.

When they stepped on the steps of blood, corpses, broken hands and feet, they felt their scalp numb.

You know, the disciples and warriors of several major forces add up to more than 100 people, but now Lu Chen has killed most of them.

His body was almost a hill behind him.

"Run, run."

Long Xiao, Lin Wanfeng and Zhao Zichuan were all afraid.

In the outside world, with their cultivation in the early days of lingtianjing, they were able to fight against Lu Chen, but now they have almost no resistance to Lu Chen.

Because Lu Chen not only has Qinglian sword, but also has strong physical strength. Even if those warriors are strong and strong, they are unable to compete with Lu Chen.