Chapter 135: Lunar canyon

In the Moon Valley, at the mouth of the valley.
There are several disciples of Xiaozongmen, with long swords on their waists, their heads with curious expressions looking out into the canyon.
"I heard that Yuan Chenzong's inner disciple Chu Feng was chased and killed by the people of the Zhao family of the royal family. I don't know how it ended."
A disciple in yellow withdrew his gaze, and whispered to several people around him.
As soon as the words fell, one person answered: "It must have been in a different place. You must know that Zhao Kuangyin, the eldest prince of the Zhao family of the royal family, is a strong man at the son level, even Mu Qingtian, the first core disciple of Yuan Chenzong , Are reluctant to deal with evil ... "
"Yeah, yeah, I think that Chu Feng must be dead ..." The other disciples agreed.
One person suddenly said, "I heard that Chu Feng and Yuan Chenzong Lu Chen were friends. The reason why Chu Feng suffered this disaster was because Lu Chen was involved ..."
Mentioning Lu Chen, the few disciples present showed no greed in their eyes.
After these few days, Lu Chen was carrying a relic of wealth, and gradually spread throughout the Kunwu mystery.
When it comes to Lu Chen, everyone first thought of a moving treasure!
"Hey, look, someone is here."
Suddenly, a disciple shouted in the distance.
When everyone looked up, they saw a black figure flying from a distance.
The speed of the black figure was very fast, and everyone could only vaguely capture a wisp of shadow.
When the wind blew, only black light flashed in everyone's irises, and a long boy appeared in everyone's sight.
"Here is the Moon Valley?"
There was no nonsense in the boy in black, and he asked directly, with a hint of irresistible command in his plain tone.
"Yes."
A timid disciple replied subconsciously.
The boy in black did not speak, his body flickered, turned into a black afterimage, and flew towards the Moon Valley.
After the young boy in black left for several years, the rest of the disciples reacted. Suddenly, one person shouted in shock: "Lu Chen! That person was Lu Chen of Yuan Chenzong just now!"
"What ..." The others jumped and shouted, like that, like a beggar who missed a treasure, annoyance, remorse, disappointment, happiness ... all emotions mixed together.
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At the same time, Luoyue Canyon, a place.
The second prince Zhao Hua and the third prince Zhao Ye looked at Chu Feng, who was besieged by four or five strong men in the front, with a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth.
"Three younger brothers, these seven days have passed. It stands to reason that Lu Chen should have received the news long ago, why hasn't he come yet?" Suddenly, the second prince Zhao Hua asked with a frown.
The third prince Zhao Ye heard the words and frowned slightly.
In their plan, Chu Feng was used as a bait to lead Lu Chen to come, and finally the Zhao family of the royal family concentrated on killing the latter.
But I didn't expect that after seven days, Lu Chen still could not see it.
Zhao Ye hesitated, unsure: "Maybe this Chu Feng is only an insignificant little person for Lu Chen ..."
"Since that is the case, then there is no need to waste time. Kill him, we will go deep into the valley together and meet with Big Brother."
Zhao Hua said, looking at Chu Feng's eyes, the murderous death flashed!
Zhao Ye did not stop him, he had no hatred for Chu Feng, but since he had offended the latter, in order to avoid trouble, he had to cut the grass and remove the roots.
"Dead!"
In the distance, a Zhao Jiaqiang who besieged Chu Feng laughed, his muscles wriggled, and he slashed across Chu Feng's head.
"roll!"
Chu Feng was not afraid, he roared, and a spear burst out, facing the long knife coming from the hack.
With the sound of the clang, the knives and guns collided, sparks splashed, and then a burst of energy spread out, scraping the ground underneath.
"puff!"
A breath of blood spewed out, and Zhao Jiaqiang, who struck hard with Chu Feng, flew out pale.
"dead!"
One blow succeeded, Chu Feng was inferior, and the footsteps followed immediately. The silver gun was swept in his hand. After the other people's attack was opened, the five fingers were gripped and hummed. Zhao Jiaqiang who flew backward stabbed.
This gun pointed directly at the throat! On the sharp point of the gun, the cold light spit out, exuding a breath of death.
"Ok?!"
Almost at the same time, a tyrannical breath emanated from the second prince Zhao Ye. He took one move with one hand and a cold and sensational long sword, and he took it out. Chu Feng outside, slashed a sword.
With a tear, the thick sword gas was like an extinct divine light, and the air was cut open, and with the momentum of annihilating the world, it shot out.
"Second Brother's strength is really strong. In just a few days, not only the injury was healed, but the strength was further improved, and he entered the fourth quarter of the broken element." Zhao Ye, the third prince, saw the sword and praised it.
He was not at all worried about the danger of Zhao Jiaqiang's life and death in the distance. Because, he knew that the sword slashed by the second prince Zhao Hua would be able to come first and kill Chu Feng.
In the distance, Chu Feng's heart suddenly tightened, and his body was cold all over.
He growled, the silver gun lighted in his hand, turned around, and saw a brilliant sword spirit, carrying the power of destruction, magnifying infinitely in his pupils.
He wanted to hide, but everything seemed to be late.
Is it dying? Eh! Really unwilling!
On the occasion of a thousand blows, a sound of clang and a sword chant resounded through the sky.
A sharp sword gas penetrated the void from a distance, and came straight, colliding with the sword gas cut by the second prince.
Then there was a snort, the two sword qi entangled together, a sharp storm erupted, and finally both were annihilated together.
This scene, beyond everyone's expectations,
Everyone raised their heads and looked in the direction that the sword qi flew, and they saw that a kilometer away, a dark shadow was galloping.
Seeing this scene, all pupils shrink.
Far away from thousands of kilometers, a sword cut out can actually resist the sword of the second prince Zhao Hua.
Then, how strong should the shadow be? !
I'm afraid that even the strongest players with four to five weights can't do it.
"Uh!"
The sound of breaking the sky sounded, and a long figure fell to Chu Feng like a ghost.
Chu Feng looked at the coming person and was surprised: "Lu Chen, why are you here ?!"
"I'm not coming, I'm afraid you will be here to explain."
Lu Chen looked at Chu Feng and saw that the latter only suffered some skin trauma, and he was relieved immediately.
Chu Feng was kind to him. Although these "feelings" were negligible, Lu Chen did not want the former to be implicated because of himself.
If Chu Feng died, Lu Chen would not be sad. However, after all, there will be some guilt in my heart, but fortunately, nothing has happened.