The cave is blessed by the land, located on the east side of the Luoye City.

In the courtyard, Lu Chen stood with his eyes closed. He held the Luoshen Sword in his right hand, and the third move of the sword intent bead rose in his mind!

"Sing for this sword world!"

The third move is more complicated than the first two moves. It seems to be a sword, but it seems to be made up of thousands of swords. It feels like thousands of rivers converging in the sea. Each river and stream represent sword moves, but when the sea embraces all rivers, it turns into a sword!

After an hour, Lu Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead. He found that the sword move of the sword intent bead was more profound than that of the Luoshen Sword. It was not only a trick, but also an artistic conception.

After a moment, Lu Chen walked back into the room, he took out the formation pattern foundation and browsed it.

Time passed quietly, and Lu Chen’s daily work was arranged in full swing.

At dusk that day, Lu Chen walked out of the house, stretched his waist, and showed his dimples on his right face and said, "The days are swaying, and it can fade away!" At this time, the storage bracelet Taibao Talisman flashed. At that moment, Lu Chen was stunned at first, and then showed a look of surprise.

After sorting out the pills and magic weapons one by one, Lu Chen quickly ran to the secret hall. During this period, he seemed to be practicing, but in fact he had other thoughts. He was looking forward to Tang Zhen leaving Qingyun, and gradually the expectation turned into anxiety.

Now, the prey is out of the hole!

In the dark hall, at one of the windows, a beautiful woman looked out the window and said: "At noon this day, a monk handed over the task, and Tang Zhen of Qingyunmen left."

Lu Chen stood quietly, under the ice-skin mask, his eyes shining.

The woman said again: "Tang Zhen's direction is Luolong Valley, and six disciples followed at the same time. They were divided into two camps. One camp was on the front line with Tang Zhen, but the road was different, while the other three disciples followed him."

Her words were not emotional, and they were extremely dull. After all, the mission of the Dark Hall was carried out in a concealed manner, and the Yuge Pavilion must remain neutral and not offend any forces or enemies.

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen frowned, but then handed over the spirit stone and left slowly.

"There are six people? Who are they? It's hard for me to take action when I look at it like this!"

As soon as he left the dark hall, Lu Chen took off his mask. He kept pondering, and suddenly a light came to his mind: "Is it Xiao Fan and Zhou Rou who are standing in line with Tang Zhen? But why are they separated? The three disciples who follow him in the back..."

Lu Chen stopped and a guess rose in his mind.

"That guy Fang Yu... Lan Yun, Qingli slut..."

He was not sure about this guess at first, but when he thought about leaving for a year, how could Fang Yu and the others remain indifferent? He must have many guesses, and Tang Zhen received the news of his death and said it bluntly.

When the two sides met, based on the character of Fang Yu...

The young man who held the spirit-gathering grass in Lu Chen's mind, only showed a shy smile, and was not embarrassed at all!

"Fang Yu...you're a fucking fool!"

In an instant, Lu Chen's whole body trembled. Without saying a word, he immediately ran towards the city gate. He was extremely anxious. Judging from Tang Zhen's whereabouts, he obviously wanted to lead Fang Yu and the other two, and then use a poisonous move.

And I left at noon, it’s evening now, so it’s too late!

The outer disciples were rioted, Fang Yu stood in front of him and kept the wind and rain for him. Tang Zhen challenged him for the first time, Fang Yu was dissatisfied, Lan Yun saved his life, and Qing Li Feng even secretly called out the senior brother.

These three people are kind to them. If they are killed by Tang Zhen because of their own implication, Lu Chen doesn’t know what he will do, but in the end, Tang Zhen will die. If Xiaoshanheyuan dares to stand up, he will die!

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Lu Chen rushed all the way, and the sword tip of the Luoshen Sword with his right hand was flying all the way. Golden sparks flashed on the ground. The monks on both sides of the streets in the city looked strange.

The boy ran wildly at a rapid speed, his eyes turned red, and he was dragging his giant sword as if he was trying desperately. The violent expression on his face, even though he was at the second level of concentration, still gave people a sense of fear.

After a stick of incense, Lu Chen had just rushed out of Luoye City. At this time, three young men in blue were surrounded by their arms a hundred meters ahead, blocking the road lightly.

"Half a month, you finally came out, let the three of us wait!"

"The three of us are second-generation disciples of Xiaoshanheyuan. We have a cultivation level of the second level of concentration and are good at magic. So we challenge you to learn from each other. You can choose one of the three of us..."

A faint voice floated out, and the three young men, as Cai Shixin's instructions, waited outside the city for the Qingyun Sect disciple to leave the city, and then challenged through competition to win his storage bracelet.

The three of them are all at the peak of the second level of concentration, and they have full confidence in the same realm, let alone disciples of the third-rate sect in Qingyun Sect.

As for the outer city, the disciples of various sects stayed here as usual. When they saw this, they all hugged their knees and looked at them sneered. It was obvious that they had heard about the fourth floor.

Since a disciple of the Xiaoxiao Qingyun Sect openly provoked the disciples of the four sects, there is a chance to watch it now.

Lu Chen's face was indifferent. His spiritual sense swept away, and he was at the second level of concentration. He had killed such cultivation in Shilin at that time.

"Get out!"

He still held the Luoshen sword technique in his right hand. Lu Chen shook his left hand and the big gold net floated out, then covered the three of them. At the same time, a small black tower spun out.

Whoosh!

The bonus net emits five-color golden light, falling from the sky. This is a first-grade intermediate magic weapon. When Lu Chen faced thousands of casual cultivators, he also covered a few people, and the three disciples were only at the second level of concentration. After reacting, the two were immediately covered.

After the big net of bonus, the spinning black tower fell along with it. With a bang, the two of them were immediately smashed into the soil.

The remaining one was good at speed spells. At this time, he fled more than ten meters away and stared at the scene ahead. But then, the black tower and the colorful net turned into light and were put away. He saw a young man like a mad bull in his eyes, dragging his giant sword and rushed straight towards him.

The speed was extremely fast. The disciple clearly saw the boy's red eyes. Two breaths were sprayed out like a dragon. At this moment, a strong sense of anxiety suddenly arose in his heart.

"It's in the way!"

Lu Chen's speed was not reduced from beginning to end. When he rushed to the disciple, the Luo Shenjian swung it and directly slapped the disciple, then rushed to the end of the road, released the purple clouds, and flew away.

The urgency of the matter even made him unable to find the spoils!

The whole process was extremely fast. When the disciples around him reacted, there was only a purple cloud tail left in the sky.

Two disciples fell from one tower and slapped them away with one sword!

The disciples of the four sects looked at each other and were on the second level of concentration. The Qingyun Sect disciple solved the problem in one stroke, and there were three. It seemed that from beginning to end, the disciple did not take the three of them at all.

"Aren't that disciple a sword cultivator? Why are he so skillful in using magic weapons?"

After a voice of doubt arose, the disciples of the four sects looked extremely strange. After a moment, a group of disciples led by Cai Shixin came. Finally, Cai Shixin looked into the distance, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.

"A disciple of Qingyun Sect, I didn't expect that since we are good at magical tools, we will meet in Baihua Valley!"

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At this time, on the fifth floor of the Yu Pavilion, Old Zhang looked at the two people in front of him respectfully. The two people were wearing cloaks and covered their breath with powerful magic weapons, and they could not see the foundation.

After a moment, one of them stretched out his right hand, took out a jade talisman, and then asked: "How many water essence and sand have you collected?"

Old Zhang was hugged and took the jade talisman to check it out. He immediately knew that these two people were the ones who sent the water essence and sand mission. He bowed and handed over a storage bag.

The man took it, looked at the spiritual sense, and seemed a little satisfied, and said again: "These amounts are not enough, continue to collect them, but can I meet the person who handed over the task? Maybe it's better to have a face-to-face conversation!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhang pondered for a moment, immediately took out the jade talisman to transmit the message, but shook his head disappointed for a moment: "He has temporarily left Luoye City, why don't he come again next time, I'll notify you!"

The man pondered for a moment, nodded and left slowly.

Old Zhang looked at the backs of the two people, his eyes flashing. Although he couldn't see clearly, he could confirm from the hand that the man handed out the jade talisman that this man was a woman.

The hand is as white as jade, soft as boneless!
Chapter completed!