Chapter 68 The Power of Soldiers

"Fire Yang Finger!"

A fingerprint suddenly appeared, pierced the sky, and hit the Fiery Fist Seal.

Bang!

There was a loud explosion, deafening.

The fist seal shattered and the true energy exploded, spreading out like a ripple.

Under the influence of inertia, the real fire rushed towards Lu Chen along its original trajectory.

At the moment when the real fire ignited his body, Lu Chen lit the soul fire to isolate the opponent's real fire.

Immediately afterwards, Yanlong Vein opened its mouth wide, swallowed up the real fire, and stored it.

However, the fingerprint that touched the fist seal did not collapse, but continued to hit, like the fingerprint of the God of Death, directly hitting the tall disciple.

puff!

The tall disciple's forehead was pierced with a finger, and he fell straight to death.

The scene was completely silent, and countless disciples watched Lu Chen with chills.

The battle of life and death is endless. After one move, one person will die.

His ruthless attacks, strong combat power, and ability to surpass many levels are unparalleled.

This scary guy really does what he says!

And Lu Chen stood in the air waves, with his long hair flying and his robe floating, as if the god of death had come to harvest all life.

Lai Guang, Wu Qugong, Sha Haifei and others were shocked and couldn't believe it.

Wu Qugong, in particular, was not only shocked but also a little angry. The disciple who died was a martial arts genius and ranked second in the inner sect of Ziyun Sect. His death now is a big loss to Ziyun Sect. He would not If you hate Lu Chen, you will be a ghost.

At the enrollment ceremony in Shuangmu City, he witnessed Lu Chen leapfrog a level and kill Zhou Ruoxue with one finger, setting a record for a second-level True Yuan realm player to kill a sixth-level True Yuan realm student.

Therefore, he specially arranged for the two strongest half-step spirit transformation disciples to be able to deal with Lu Chen with certainty.

But he never expected that Lu Chen's cultivation would break through so quickly. How long had it been? Lu Chen was promoted from the second level of the True Yuan Realm to the fifth level of the True Yuan Realm. It was really abnormal.

What he couldn't accept the most was that Lu Chen's combat power was also abnormal. He could kill half a step into the spirit realm with one finger. It was really unbelievable.

At the Half-Step Spirit Transformation Realm, his basic strength alone is 200,000 kilograms, which is more than double that of the ninth level of the True Yuan Realm. His combat power is beyond the realm of the True Yuan Realm. How could he be killed by Lu Chen?

Lu Chencai is at the fifth level of the True Yuan Realm, and his basic strength is only 50,000. There is a huge difference between him and the Half-Step Spirit Transformation Realm.

He couldn't figure it out or figure it out, so he could only look to the remaining short disciples.

That short disciple was the number one in the inner sect of Ziyun Sect. His combat power was much stronger than that of the dead tall disciple, and he had a trump card.

As long as the short disciple shows his trump card, no matter how strong Lu Chen's fingering combat skills are, he will be defeated in one fell swoop and die without a burial place.

"No matter how strong your fingering skills are, you are still using your bare hands. Lu Chen, you are dead!"

Wu Qugong glanced at it and had already foreseen the scene of Lu Chen's body in a different place.

"Do you still want to challenge?"

Lu Chen stared at the taciturn short disciple and asked.

"You are strong, but you killed my junior brother, you must die!"

The short disciple gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and he shot endless hatred towards Lu Chen.

"It doesn't matter, I don't mind one more dead body here."

Lu Chen looked calm and responded lightly.

This short disciple's aura is richer and stronger than that of the taller disciple, but no matter how strong he is, he can still transform into a spirit in half a step, and he can't destroy him with one finger.

Zheng!

The sword was unsheathed and resounded throughout the audience.

The short disciple had a long sword with a cold light in his hand, and the sword energy filled the air.

"Mid-grade soldier!"

The people of Feixia Sect gasped. Middle-grade soldiers were rare in Dengzhou, and Feixia Sect only had one.

No one expected that Ziyun Sect would be so despicable as to let that short disciple secretly bring in a middle-grade soldier, which would put Lu Shen in danger.

When there is not much difference in combat power, having combat soldiers in hand will definitely crush them with bare hands.

The warrior can carry the true energy, exert the power of the warrior, and can defeat all the power of fists and feet.

Lu Chen had just arrived at Feixiamen. He had never learned any weapons or combat skills, and he had no soldiers. How could he fight with others?

"Lu Chen, have you ever practiced swordsmanship?"

Miao Yan's face was solemn, and she had a green dagger in her hand, which was a middle-grade soldier.

"No."

Lu Chen shook his head.

"Then you admit defeat, don't accept the challenge, and leave the rest to me."

Miao Yan's eyebrows furrowed, Lu Chen had never practiced sword combat skills, so it was useless to give him the best soldiers. Weapon combat skills corresponded to the same soldiers.

Swordsmanship corresponds to the sword, and swordsmanship increases the strength of the sword, so that the sword can exert its maximum power.

If you practice marksmanship and then hold a sword, what else can you do?

"The battle of life and death is a fight to the death. There is no way out and we cannot admit defeat!"

Lu Chen refused immediately with a firm tone.

Miao Yan was almost furious, but there was nothing she could do if Lu Chen wanted to fight.

"Eat my sword!"

The short disciple didn't talk much. He raised his sword and slashed. The sword's power cut through the air and slashed towards Lu Chen with a sharp and whistling wind.

Lu Chen looked solemn. He wanted to give it a try. Can the high-grade Yanyang Finger defeat the opponent's mid-grade soldiers?

With a finger pointing, a blazing finger print shot out of the air. The finger strength weighed 360,000 kilograms, which was Lu Chen's greatest finger strength.

And the fire on the fingerprints is real fire!

Due to his limited realm, Lu Chen could not refine true fire, but the Yanlong Vein had stored a lot of foreign true fire for Lu Chen to use.

Use the real fire a little less. Lu Chen is usually reluctant to use it, but now that his opponent is strong, he must go all out and use the real fire.

Bang!

The flame fingerprint hit the sword's edge, causing a loud noise.

The fingerprints collapsed and disintegrated, and the sword edge continued to chop down.

However, the real fire attached to the fingerprints did not dissipate, and under the action of inertia, it suddenly flew towards the short disciple.

The short disciple is already halfway to the spirit transformation realm and is an expert at playing with real fire. How can those real fires hurt him?

He opened his mouth and blew, and the real fire that flew over was extinguished instantly.

But just such a distraction caused the slashing sword edge to slow down for a moment, giving Lu Chen time to breathe.

One breath was enough for Lu Chen to use all his strength and use one finger to protect himself.

As soon as a fingerprint was touched, the sword's edge struck in front of him. The fingerprint offset part of the sword's power and then shattered.

hiss!

The sword edge fell and struck Lu Chen, from his left shoulder to his right waist, cutting a deep blood groove.

Blood flowed freely, and Lu Chen suddenly turned into a bloody man, but he did not fall down.

"Lu Chen!"

The people in Feixia Sect were shocked and started to rush forward to rescue him.

Suddenly, Lu Chen slowly raised his arm and said through gritted teeth: "No one is allowed to interfere in the battle of life and death, and don't come here!"

The people from Feixia Sect stopped immediately and looked at Lu Shen's trembling back, feeling very worried.

You're already injured like this, and you can't lose any more, so what's the point of talking about a life-and-death battle?

Only by saving your life can you have a future!

What's more, the opponent's realm is so much higher than yours, and he still has mid-level soldiers. Killing you is like killing ants. Is it necessary to continue fighting?

"He is a man, but this is a life and death bet, you still have to die!"

The short disciple nodded approvingly, but the murderous intent in his eyes remained unabated, and his hatred for Lu Chen remained unabated.

"I, Lu Chen, like to gamble, but I never bet on something I'm not sure of."

Lu Chen looked pale, took out a healing pill and a hemostatic pill, and quickly swallowed them.

Ever since his father Lu Zhengru traveled far away and Lu Chen lost his asylum, he has been living in constant hardship. He suffered a lot in those years.

In particular, Zhou Ruoxue deceived him, poaching his Dantian and draining his martial arteries, which became the greatest pain in his life.

Ever since he had the Chaos Bead in his body, he had been going smoothly, pushing forward all the way and being invincible. He thought he would never get hurt again.

Only now did he realize that the enemy was still powerful and he would still be injured or even killed.

Martial arts is the way of fighting. Injury cannot be avoided, but death must be avoided!

You only have one life, if you don't want to die, you have to become stronger.

How strong does it need to be?

Lu Chen thought of two words: Invincible!

However, the situation in front of him was not good for him. He was seriously injured and the elixir did not take effect so quickly. But the opponent was about to attack soon. If he was not in the best condition to fight, he would be dead!