Chapter 391: Out of fame

Rat Junhao was humiliated because of him, and he had just been deflated one after another. He and the Ziyun Rat tribe behind him couldn't afford to offend him, and he was full of anger.
So this time, regardless of asking, he shot Lu Chen directly.
The purple mouse roared and swooped towards Lu Chen.
Hum!
Lu Chen mobilized his sword power. Sword Qi gathered together, all exuding extremely sharp aura.
The sword aura is solid, like a real sword.
Sword Qi penetrated the purple mouse one by one, and the sword aura exploded, and the purple mouse was instantly fragmented and turned into powder.
When Mouse Junhao saw this scene, his eyes drenched. The swordsmanship on this man was extremely powerful, and the coercion and horror exuded were unprovoked, and he faintly surpassed the woman who had shot before.
Then, before he came back in shock, a violent wind suddenly blew around. This violent wind made a sharp howling sound, condensed into a sword aura, the sword aura intertwined, covering him.
Mouse Junhao felt this power, which was definitely not something he could resist, with a look of despair on his face.
Because of this incomparable attack power, he couldn't stop him, if he was penetrated by a lot of sword energy, his life would be in danger.
Fortunately, the demon emperor in the high air reacted quickly this time, stepping forward, a mighty imperial might erupted from him, raised his palm, and shook the mouse Junhao's body in the air.
I saw Mouse Junhao's body suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared in front of the Demon Emperor.
When Lu Chen saw this scene, he frowned, his heart moved, the intertwined sword aura, like a violent wind, blew towards the dozens of Purple Cloud Rats not far away.
A dozen members of the Ziyun Mouse tribe didn't expect Lu Chen to turn around and attack them. It was too late when they reacted. On the spot, several people were penetrated by sword energy, and their bodies suddenly separated from their eyebrows and were split in half.
Amid the screams, seven or eight people died instantly.
The remaining four are all saints, but they all see blood on their bodies, with the blood of their companions and their own.
"You are so bold"
High in the sky, the demon emperor stared at Lu Chen, with a terrifying light burst in his eyes, raised his palm, mobilizing the power of the world, and suddenly a violent wind swelled, and a wave of power gathered in his palm, trying to attack Lu Chen.
The outsiders dared to kill their members of the Purple Cloud Rat Clan, making him angry.
This demon king desperately wanted to destroy Lu Chen.
The demon emperor made a move with infinite power. His palm suddenly enlarged and turned into a size of a hundred meters, accompanied by a purple atmosphere, and patted Lu Chen on the top of his head.
Lu Chen did not step back, a crimson spear appeared in front of him, and he raised his hand to hold the spear in his hand.
The surface of the spear emits a crimson light, reflecting the surrounding area in a red color, and then it vibrates, swallowing sharp edges, as if it can cut through the space.
A supreme sharp force erupted from the tip of the gun, and the force of terrifying rules permeated, causing the space to split lines.
At this moment, everyone present felt this terrifying power of rules, which was a manifestation of the rules of the Great Dao, surpassing the Emperor Realm.
"Top Hallows"
The Demon King of the Ziyun Rat Clan felt the power erupted from the spear in Lu Chen's hand, and his heart trembled. This was definitely a top sacred artifact, and there were no ordinary holy kings.
The attack power of this weapon is very powerful, even if it is used by the weak, it can urge most of the power of the sacred weapon, which is enough to counter the emperor.
Although the holy artifacts are powerful, ordinary holy children dare not use them easily, because they will be backlashed if they are not careful.
The spear shook in Lu Chen's hands, and there was a faint tendency to become uncontrollable. The main reason was that this power surpassed the Yuanshen realm and was difficult to master. Fortunately, Lu Chen's physical body was exceptionally strong, and it was only half of the power of the sacred artifact activated Not subject to backlash.
Lu Chen directly poke the purple palm that fell down, and easily pierced the purple palm.
Boom boom boom!
The power released by the long spear collided with the power of the purple palm, making a shocking sound, and the world seemed to explode, and a violent impact spread out in a circular shape, causing the large tree with a radius of 1,000 meters to blow directly.
Uh uh uh!
Not only that, the warriors in the range were swept by the ripples, groaning, their bodies stepped back a few steps, and the weaker ones spewed out a stream of blood, and the blood on their faces faded, making them pale.
Lu Chen used the holy artifact to offset most of his power, but his body was still swept away by a small part of the energy, especially in the center of the area where he was fighting, the blood in his body surged and fluctuated.
"The most annoying thing in my life is bullying the small with big things, old guy, believe it or not, I will kill you" Lu Chen said displeasedly, looking at the demon king on the sky.
When the people around heard this, they were faintly speechless, and this person was even more arrogant than them.
However, some of them have already guessed the identity of this person. It must be the third son of the sword from the Palace of Sword Emperor, and the most discussed in Wushuang City recently is the deeds of the third son of sword, and only he can not report his background. Under the circumstances, such an unscrupulous attack on the Purple Cloud Rat Clan.
The people present looked at Lu Chen with mixed expressions.
The young people of the Tiger clan were a little bit cold. The reason was that they heard that the sword imperial palace Jianzi Lu Chen used the bones of the tiger ancestors to make tiger spirits from the deserted land, and even the people who watched the sword imperial palace were unhappy.
This is the so-called Hate House and Wu Bar.
The youth of the Fallen Demon Temple looked at Lu Chen with a trace of solemnity in his eyes, a bit less proud.
After all, facing people of the same age who are stronger than you are naturally more respectful than facing other people.
"Qingyu is really talented people, first there is Lu Chen, and then there is the third son of the sword" the demon young man murmured in his heart: "After going out this time, he can experience in Qingyu and make friends with strong people."
In Fenglei Pavilion, Jin Yingjun looked at Young Master Jian with an unhappy expression because he was shot two panda eyes in the City Lord's Mansion last time.
The reason given by the third master of sword is very nonsense. The fault of the younger brother actually requires him to be the younger brother.
However, Jin Yingjun was excited in his heart. The stronger the Third Young Master Jian, the better. Then let San Young Master Jian and Lu Chen fight.
"Hey, you are the third son of the sword, long admiring the name" At this moment, the sage of Vermillion Bird Valley Ji Yuanxuan said with a smile.
Ji Yuanxuan's eyes fell on Lu Chen's body ever since the Sword Emperor's Palace and his party appeared. The reason was that Lu Chen's behavior in the secret realm strongly aroused her curiosity.
As soon as I saw it today, Young Master Sword was as arrogant as the rumors. Not only did he kill a few Ziyun Rat tribesmen, but he also took out the holy weapon, the Hard Demon King, and didn't worry that there would be more powerful enemies behind.
"Sword, the third son of the sword"
Originally, the demon king in the high sky saw a junior in front of him so arrogant, so angry that he raised his palms, and as Ji Yuanxuan broke his identity, he stiffened in place.
Not only him, but also Rat Junhao beside him was dumbfounded.
Even if they hadn't been active in Wushuang City, they had heard of the deeds of Sword San Gongzi.