Chapter 672

Tianyuan mining area, the area within the ancient city, and barren mountains.

Among the deserted mountains, stone houses, stone halls and stone platforms have been cultivated based on the barren mountains.

In the center, there is a huge building, like the temple of an ancient god. Statues stand around. The images are strange. When you look carefully, it seems that it is not a creature of the Tenglong continent.

But strangely enough, there is a large area left in these statues, as if something is missing.

"Where is this?"

Just in front of that, a handsome young man appeared suddenly, but his face was cold and his breath was cold, like a young man in blue without emotion.

He is Yang Shaoqi who tracks Lu Chen into Tianyuan mining area.

But I don't know what happened. He lost his way in the thick blood fog and came here by chance.

When he entered the barren mountain and saw these stone houses and stone halls, especially this strange building, he showed a look of surprise and doubt.

He glanced around and found some residual traces in the area of these strange statues. It was obvious that there was something in this area, but he didn't know why it disappeared.

This made Yang Shaoqi puzzled and began to observe these statues.

Suddenly, he found a stone bead in the mouth of these statues.

Feng Shenyu was slightly confused and went to other statues.

……

Under the altar.

"The boy won't mess around, will he?"

A group of sanxiu immediately looked at Lu Chen's back.

"What does this smelly boy want?"

This scene was just seen by Zhiyang sword statue and crazy Dragon Sword statue under the altar. When they looked at each other, they all had a bad premonition.

The insect Zhu on the other side also saw it and immediately said to Yang Yuanshi, "elder, what is the child going to do?"

Yang Yuanshi, Ling Xudu, Zhao Lingtong and others frowned slightly.

"Predecessors, he is in the land dust you are looking for."

Just then, Jin Qiuzhong suddenly came forward and said.

"Lu Chen?"

Ling Xudu and others were stunned.

Yang Yuanshi looked at Jin Qiuzhong and asked with a gloomy face, "are you sure?"

"I'm not sure, but I have the full confidence of Shizu. I'm sure he's Lu Chen, because Lu Chen appeared easily when he was in Wuchuan lake, and we can't tell."

Jin Qiuzhong saw Yuan Yang's eyes coldly and said quickly: "senior, think about it carefully. Lu Chen was also in the early stage of xuantianjing. So was this man. Lu Chen cultivated a sword. So was this man. But how can there be such a coincidence in this world?"

Seeing Yang Yuanshi nodding thoughtfully, Jin Qiuzhong continued: "also, a few months ago, Lu Chen appeared here and wanted to rob the four things of yuan lingguo. Later, he failed and left. But based on the younger generation's understanding of him, he will not give up and will come again, and he will come again, because your predecessors are here, he doesn't dare to come with his true face."

After hearing this, Yang Yuanshi's eyes immediately fell on Lu Chen. His deep eyes burst out and suddenly shouted, "Lu Chen."

The sound waves rolled like a huge bell, rolled up on the altar in an instant, spread to everyone's ears, and also sounded in Lu Chen's ears. He was shocked.

This was immediately caught by Yang Yuanshi. His eyes narrowed slightly and said coldly, "smelly boy, it's really you?"

"Ha ha, Lu Chen, there is a way in heaven. If you don't go, there is no door in hell. You break in. Today is your death." Insect Zhu said sternly at once that his only disciple Yang Shengtian was killed by Lu Chen and wanted to kill Lu Chen all the time.

"So it's you, boy?" Ling Xudu said coldly.

"Lu Chen?"

An old man's eyes suddenly fell on Lu Chen. His cheeks were thin and thin. He had a pair of triangular eyes, a flat nose, a short chin and a short beard. He looked very ugly.

His eyes looking at Lu Chen were full of killing intention.

Because he is the elder of Wu League, Lin Zhongtie!

In addition to him, there is a secluded elder of the Confucian Academy. His eyes are burning at Lu Chen;

He is Cheng Gufeng, murongqiu's master. He is not tall. His hair is gray, his eyebrows are short and white, his face is full of black spots, which is very ugly, and his eyes are as sharp as those of an eagle. Staring at Lu Chen makes him feel uncomfortable all over.

"Hahaha, old man, I didn't expect you to recognize Ben Shao."

Lu Chen laughed and changed back to his original appearance. His tall and straight body, dark shawl, long hair and natural and unrestrained temperament made him look like a different kind of masculinity.

Ling Xudu, Yang Yuanshi, Lin tietie and Cheng Gufeng looked at Lu Chen, and their deep eyes flashed a killing intention, because Lu Chen killed many inner disciples of the four schools in the lake of forgetting Chuan.

"Is it really him?"

Feng Chaoge was shocked and looked at Lu Chen. Originally, she was angry about Jin Qiuzhong's words that he was Lu Chen, but unexpectedly, Jin Qiuzhong was really right.

"So it's this bastard?" Nangong Qin gnashed his teeth.

Before, if it wasn't Lu Chen, she wouldn't have killed Cao Rong by mistake, so she always hated Lu Chen.

Lin Tiankai stood behind song Yingtian. He felt ashamed and angry because he was defeated by Lu Chen, but now he knew that Lu Chen defeated him. The sad and angry mood disappeared all at once.

Because long Xiao, Zhao Zichuan, Lin Wanfeng and others have been defeated by Lu Chen, so he also lost to Lu Chen. It makes sense, and there is no psychological burden.

"Lu Chen, I didn't expect you to really come?"

"You are brave enough."

"You will die today."

Above the altar, Long Xiao, Zhao Zichuan, Lin Wanfeng, Qian Yuan, Zhao Xin and others glared at Lu Chen and spoke one after another, making no secret of their intention to kill him.

"Just because you trash want to kill Ben Shao?"

Lu Chen laughed, then glanced at Longxiao and others with a murderous look, and pulled out the sword in the scabbard. It was Qinglian sword.

It turned out that he was ready when he entered the altar. In order not to make others see the green lotus sword, he put it into an ordinary scabbard.

For now, Lu Chen has been preparing for a long time.

"What are you doing?"

The disciples of all sects turned pale when they saw Lu Chen pull out his sword.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here." Lu Chen said coldly, "today I'm going to kill a lot."

The faces of the people suddenly changed.

At this time, a young man in a star robe laughed and said, "hahaha, what a joke. Lu Chen, you don't look around. It's all people who want to kill you. How can you kill yourself alone?"

He is the young man surnamed Fang of the three gods.

"That's right, Lu Chen. Can you kill us all by yourself?"

"Lu Chen, you are so arrogant."

"You can't stay today."

The disciples of the four forces of Wu Meng, lingxu Valley, five poisons sect and Confucian Academy spoke one after another, disdaining Lu Chen. The disciples of other forces also looked at Lu Chen with a little sarcasm.

Long Xiao and others sneered.

"So it's you?"

Lu Chen glanced at the crowd coldly. Finally, he looked at the young man surnamed Fang and said, "in that case, let's start with you today."

With this, the young man waved his sword and stepped straight up.

"How dare you do it?"

The young man surnamed Fang was as white as paper and shouted to song Yingtian under the altar, "elder, help me."

But as soon as he said this, he gave a cry of pain in his abdomen, opened his eyes wide, bent over and saw that the green lotus sword in Lu Chen's hand stabbed into his abdomen, and blood came out.

His eyes stared, his throat surged several times, and a large amount of blood flowed. Then he fell at Lu Chen's feet with a "puff". The blood flowed out wildly, splashed everywhere on the stage, and the bloody gas spread rapidly.

Everyone was stunned immediately;

Looking at the corpse of the young man surnamed Fang, they were tongue tied.

At this time, they realized that what Lu Chengang had just said was not a joke, but really wanted to kill on this altar.

"Lu Chen, you dare to kill my Sanshen sect disciple. I want you to die hard." Song Yingtian roared.

"Old devil, if you have the ability to come up, I'll cut off your dog's head with one less sword." Lu Chen raised the bloody green lotus sword, looked at Song Yingtian coldly, and said in a dark tone.

"The disciples of the three gods sect, give me a hand together and break the tusk into thousands of pieces." Song Yingtian immediately roared.

"Long Xiao, kill him."

"Zhao Zichuan, don't let him survive."

"Lin Wanfeng, cut off his head."

Soon, Ling Xudu, Yang Yuanshi, Lin tietie and Cao Yan, the elder of the blood flag gate, spoke one after another, and Lu Chen was about to die.

"Kill!"

The disciples and warriors of the five forces on the altar came up to Lu Chen one after another;

Although they have no spiritual power like Lu Chen, those Samurai are strong and strong, and some are even much higher than Lu Chen. Their physical strength alone can reach thousands of kilograms or nearly thousands.

One of the warriors, with strong physique, dark skin and palm as thick as PU ye, came forward and fiercely rushed at Lu Chen and grabbed the sword in Lu Chen's hand.

After all, Lu Chen is far inferior to him in both height and strength. Even if he holds a sword, he is not his opponent.

Besides, there are more than 50 warriors like him.

Therefore, in their view, Lu Chen will have no chance.

Therefore, Long Xiao and others stood above and looked on coldly.

"Great, the little bastard is dead." Nangong Qin clapped his hands happily.

"Lu Chen, I'm afraid you didn't expect today?" Jin Qiuzhong said coldly.

However, when he saw the worried look on Feng Chaoge's face, he looked cold and said, "Chaoge, he can't live today."

"I know." Feng Chaoge didn't even look at Jin Qiuzhong when she heard the speech, but just gently clicked Zhen Shou, because she knew very well that even if Lu Chen was powerful, she would not be the opponent of all the disciples of the four forces.

"I should have thought of it."

Among the crowd, ye Shen looked at Lu Chen and patted his forehead.

"Brother Lu is in danger this time."

Song valve and Han zhener humanitarianism.

"Elder martial brother Shi, the elder ordered us to do it. What should we do?" Fu Yueling frowned and said.

"No, brother Lu has helped me. I can't do it to him." Shaxingtian shook his head like a rattle.

"We can't fight him, but we can't help him." Shi Riyan said to shaxingtian.

"No." Shaxingtian gritted his teeth and said.

"Kill younger martial brother, you can't help brother Lu." Shi Riyan pressed shaxingtian's shoulder and said, "on the contrary, if you go up now, you will take yourself in."

With these words, he handed a look to Fu Yueling, who understood clearly, grabbed the right arm of shaxingtian and dragged him to the other side of the altar.

"The boy is too rash."

The Zhiyang sword statue and the Dragon Sword statue under the altar looked at Lu Chen and couldn't help sighing.

In such a siege, it is a miracle that he can survive.

The blood corpse on the other side will have no expression on his left, but his empty eyes flicker slightly. I don't know what he's thinking?

"Ah!"

At this time, a shrill scream broke the calm on the altar, and everyone was stunned.

Because the warrior who rushed in front and wanted to take the green lotus sword in Lu Chen's hand was cut off by Lu Chen and cut off his head. The blood was sprayed out from the headless body like a column of water, and the whole body of the nearby warrior was stained with blood.

All the disciples of the four schools were stunned, including long Xiao and others.

Ling Xudu, Yang Yuanshi and others are no exception.

They didn't expect that Lu Chen could easily kill a warrior, which was incredible.