"He's Lu Chen?"

The Howling Tiger looked at the dazzled figure in the air with some excitement, and he had heard of this famous figure among the descendants of Dongzhou more than once before. But he didn't expect Lu Chen to be so young, a few years younger than himself. And he has such a strong strength that even Han Pu will be beaten by him.

What kind of character is Hanpu?

In the small place of Nanxiang Valley, Han Pu is the god in everyone's heart, and in the eyes of all Nanxiang Valley people, no one will be more powerful than Han Pu. Han Pu raised his hand, and the entire county city would become a dead city.

However, now, the fairy-like character who was worshiped by himself in the past was in the hands of Lu Chen, who was younger than himself, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

"It's amazing, it's amazing, it's amazing. ”

The illiterate Lantai Xiaohu can only use these three sentences to describe Lu Chen, in his heart, Lu Chen has become his new god, and he is also the grace who helps him get revenge. And the Blood Bodhi that Lu Chen had just given him was able to save himself from the method of turning the veins and melting the blood, which was a bit too amazing.

"If you don't die, you must become Engong's right and left hand, and work for Engong for the rest of your life. "The revenge has been avenged, and the tiger has nothing else to love, and when he remembers that he is still a monk, his previous ambitions are once again ignited by a fire of excitement.

"Peng~"

After a while, the situation at the scene was already clear, Liu Hong, Feng Rong and Duan Songde, Qi Xiuzhi were on par with each other, and this time they separated, so they didn't shoot again.

And the battle between Lu Chen and Han Pu was also announced to end in the gusts of wind and thunder, although Han Pu was not killed, but everyone could clearly see that a figure slammed into the mountain on the right at an unforeseeable speed, directly opening a large hole two meters deep on the surface of the mountain.

"Huh~"

Lu Chen drilled in, and when he returned again, his right hand had already choked Han Pu's throat.

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In the past, the picturesque Nanxiang Valley is now full of wreckage, blood covers a large area of green grass, and the Han family in Nanxiang Valley is full of frightened monks.

The brilliance of the sparks dancing could not compare to the black and gold brilliance emanating from Lu Chen's body in the air at this moment. The invincible Han Pu was pinched in his hands like a plaything at this time.

Han Pu was still struggling, his hands scratching and scratching in an attempt to break free of his almost suffocating palms. But at this time, anyone can see that Han Pu's Jin Dan is bound, and he can't give full play to the strength that a cultivator should have, just like a child who has just completed the moon and is controlled by a giant.

"Want to blow up the golden pill?" Lu Chen smiled coldly, and what seeped out of his eyes was boundless killing intent.

His eyes tilted, and fell on Ma Yuanxun, Duan Songde, and Qi Xiuzhi in the distance, causing the three of them to shiver inexplicably.

"Peng~"

Then there was an abrupt muffled sound, and Lu Chen kicked Han Pu's Purple Mansion without sparing, and Jin Dan announced that it was broken.