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Outside the main hall, Hu Bufan, his face covered, suddenly thrust out his long sword.

"Ding!"

Wang Feng's face contorted with rage as he raised his knife to parry. His escape attempt was thwarted by Hu Bufan, and he was consumed by rage.

If I can't beat Lu Chen, can't I beat you?

Even if I can't beat you, can't I at least run away?

His eyes flashed with madness, as if he were about to fight to the death. He charged straight at Hu Bufan, but halfway there, he suddenly turned and ran in the other direction.

Hu Bufan ignored him and went into the main hall.

Li Zhuo will deal with him.

……

Lu Chen was being attacked by three people.

His dagger was just a hair's breadth away from piercing Zhou Chu's heart, but it was stopped by the other two.

The force of Liu Tieyi's charge, like a large truck crashing into him, reminded him for a moment of being hit by the Yunda Express, and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

He abandoned Zhou Chu, channeling his power into his feet, and suddenly kicked out with his right leg, like a charging chariot, colliding with Liu Tieyi with a thunderous crash.

Lu Chen kicked Liu Tieyi's burly body hard. His iron armor blocked some of the damage, but Liu Tieyi was sent flying like a light ball and crashed into a pillar.

"Snap!"

The pillar was smashed open by this terrifying force, a huge crack appearing in it, and it broke apart from the other side.

Liu Tieyi coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and he fell to the ground with a thud, clutching his waist where Lu Chen had kicked him, looking pained.

Broken ribs!

He struggled to his feet, his body trembling.

Seeing this, Yuan Kui seized the opportunity to slash at the back of Lu Chen's head.

"Whoosh!"

The broadsword gleamed with a cold light.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Lu Chen flashed and instantly stood beside Yuan Kui, slapping him across the face.

"Snapped!"

The sound was extremely crisp.

Yuan Kui's face wrinkled and rippled like jelly, several of his large teeth flew out of his mouth, mixed with blood, and he was sent flying through the air, crashing to the ground and sliding several meters before coming to a stop by hitting a table leg.

"Cough cough... Wow!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, leaving a pool of blood on the ground, along with a few specks of white.

Most of his teeth are gone.

Lu Chen looked at Zhou Chu again, picked up his dagger, and charged at him.

These three are quite strong and their teamwork is good; it's a good opportunity to test my movement skills.

The dagger in his hand looked extremely shabby, yet Zhou Chu could only parry it repeatedly.

The clanging sound continued, and Zhou Chu had no words to express his suffering.

His spear was known for its wide, sweeping attacks, but when faced with this short dagger, he was in grave danger, his arm trembled violently, and his tiger's mouth was almost torn apart.

The opponent was too powerful, like a tiger descending the mountain, with fierce momentum.

Yuan Kui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face pale as he got up. He picked up the broadsword from the ground, intending to launch a sneak attack, but he couldn't even touch Lu Chen's clothes. Lu Chen's ghostly movements created three or four afterimages in the hall, making it impossible to tell which one was the real one.

With blood streaming down his arm, Liu Tieyi awkwardly gripped a newly acquired golden mace in his other hand. Seizing the opportunity, he charged at Lu Chen once more.

"what!"

He roared and hurled the golden mace at Lu Chen's back, then rushed forward to grab him.

Lu Chen's Instant Shadow Eight Directions Steps left five or six afterimages, creating a dazzling array of afterimages throughout the hall.

Hu Bufan stood at the door, mouth agape, somewhat dazed.

He looked at that footwork and felt inexplicably familiar with it.

But this doesn't seem to be my own "Treading Snow Without Leaving a Trace" footwork, does it?

"No wonder they looked down on my footwork... turns out their lightness skill is that good!"

Hu Bufan looked somewhat dejected and gave a bitter laugh.

No wonder he didn't need our help; he was just afraid the people would run away... Even if these people wanted to run away, they couldn't, right?

Lu Chen had also had a great time, having thoroughly tested the limits of the Instant Shadow Eight Directions technique.

"It's time to end this."

He thought to himself, his eyes sharpened, and he suddenly unleashed all his power. Without turning his head, he opened his hand and clenched it tightly.

He actually managed to grab the golden mace in his hand.

Then, he spun around, grabbed the end of the hammer handle, swung it around, and flung it away.

"Bang!"

The hammer struck Liu Tieyi's chest like a cannonball.

"Snap!"

The iron armor shattered, and the iron hammer became embedded in Liu Tieyi's body, with broken bone fragments piercing his internal organs.

The immense kinetic energy carried by the hammer also shattered Liu Tieyi's internal organs.

His massive body was sent flying, and while he was still in mid-air, blood gushed from his chest. He crashed to the ground with a loud thud, already dead.

Without even glancing over there, Lu Chen executed a perfect iron bridge maneuver, his right leg firmly planted on the ground while his left leg kicked forward, striking Zhou Chu's Tiger Head Golden Spear squarely, bending the shaft and slamming it into Zhou Chu's body.

Zhou Chu coughed up a mouthful of blood and staggered back more than ten steps, looking utterly defeated.

Lu Chen raised his dagger to block Yuan Kui's sneak attack with his broadsword.

The dagger sliced ​​through the broadsword, and the two became interlocked, sparks flying.

Lu Chen exerted force with his waist and abdomen, and using the rebound force from kicking Zhou Chu away, he kicked upwards with his left leg, and flew up, slamming his palm down in mid-air.

Yuan Kui was knocked back several steps by Lu Chen's power. Before he could swing his sword, Lu Chen's palm strike, which came down from the sky, landed on his head.

"Snap!"

His spine shattered under the force, his head caved in and entered his chest cavity, and he collapsed to his knees.

"what!"

Zhou Chu roared fiercely, his voice hoarse, and with all his might, he thrust the gun at Lu Chen. There were no fancy moves, just this one thrust!

Lu Chen turned to look at Zhou Chu, his expression calm, and raised his hand to grasp the gun barrel.

Zhou Chu could not make an inch of progress.

He was furious, his eyes bloodshot as he gritted his teeth and shouted, using his body weight to grip the spear tightly, his muscles bulging, still trying to charge forward.

Unfortunately, the difference in strength between them was too great, like an adult hitting a child, no, hitting an infant, there was no chance of success!

With a slight exertion, Lu Chen pulled the spear and Zhou Chu behind it over, then clenched his fist and slammed it down.

A fist struck Zhou Chu's chest, and excruciating pain shot through him. His sternum shattered, and his heart burst open.

He stared blankly as he drifted further and further away from Lu Chen, then collapsed to the ground with a thud, his eyes vacantly fixed on the ceiling of the main hall.

The torchlight flickered, and his expression gradually changed. He slowly turned his head to look at his brothers on the ground, a tear rolled down his cheek, and his expression froze completely.

Hu Bufan watched as Lu Chen slaughtered his way through the enemy lines, his heart filled with excitement.

too fast!

too strong!

Lu Chen glanced around and noticed that one person was missing.

"Where did the other person go?"

He asked the question.

Hu Bufan swallowed hard and hurriedly said, "Li Zhuo is over there!"

Lu Chen nodded: "Look around here again to see if there's anyone else. I'll be right back!"

After saying that, he turned around and disappeared in a few flashes.

Not far away, Li Zhuo was locked in combat with Wang Feng.

Wang Feng was furious.

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

He was trembling with anger, his eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to run away, but he was always stopped by the people in front of him.

Behind them, Lu Chen's figure drew closer and closer.

Wang Feng was utterly desperate.

He gritted his teeth, let out a cry of "Ah!" and abandoned his fight with Li Zhuo, charging straight towards Lu Chen.

Lu Chen frowned, and a pebble suddenly appeared in his hand. He raised his hand and shot it.

The pebble hit Wang Feng's forehead with a "plop" and went straight through.

Wang Feng's body continued to move a few steps due to inertia before staggering and falling to the ground.

With that, the Flying Eagle Caravan was completely wiped out!