Invincible Martial King

1Following the sudden death of the group of four, even more figures appeared around Lu Chen. Numerous mountain like images continued to crush down on them, and these people were all Soul-breaking Stage experts who had cultivated the Appearance Mantra.    1

    

Lu Chen was still sitting on his teacher's chair. Every time he pointed out his finger, there would be several gigantic dharma Idol that looked like exploding balloons. There were even more Blood Fog in the air.    

    

More and more figures rushed in, as if they were rushing for their lives.    

    

The spectating experts were all terrified. What they were afraid of was the ruthless overlord, and what they were afraid of was Lu Chen's unfathomable battle power.    

    

The God Turning Road was very cruel, blood and slaughter were constantly being carried out. Lu Chen was called a butcher not because he killed more people than others, but because killing people did not have the slightest fluctuation of emotions.    

    

As long as it was a normal warrior, no matter how many people he killed, he would feel some emotions. However, Lu Chen was different. Perhaps he had fought too many battles in his previous life and was already used to this kind of life.    

    

Be it in Sky Martial Continent or the entire world, the strong preyed on the weak. As long as you were strong enough to make everyone revere you, they would not dare to scheme against you.    

    

And how could he prove his strength? There was only one word — kill!    

    

He could fight with his strength, but he definitely had to fight with his might.    

    

Thus, no matter how many strong martial artists appeared around him, Lu Chen could only fight them with killing intent. Today, either he didn't fight, or he would fight and use true deterrence, allowing everyone in God Turning Road to realize the same principle.    

    

That was him, Lu Chen, the person who should never be provoked!    

    

The Blood Fog s were thicker, the corpses piled up like mountains, a total of hundreds of strong cultivators lying in the pool of blood, but their deaths could not even shake the young man sitting on the Grand Master's chair.    

    

Seeing Lu Chen's unrestrained smile, the surrounding warriors hesitated. They felt powerless in their hearts, but before that person spoke, they didn't dare to stop.    

    

It was like a moth flying into a flame. Even though there were many moths, the flames did not extinguish. Instead, they began to burn even more vigorously. The moths were them, and the flames were Lu Chen.    

    

A dozen breaths later.    

    

With Lu Chen's teacher chair as the center, there were countless corpses piled up, and roughly a look, there were at least a thousand of them. Among them, some were dead warriors were strong and some were weak, and there was even one who was very close to the Overlord Level, whose strength was far above the Middle Period Of Soul-breaking Stage, but was still not able to last more than ten moves under Lu Chen's hands.    

    

The air seemed to gradually become frozen as Blood Fog continued to spread out in the wind.    

    

Lu Chen finally stood up from the teacher's chair because a graceful figure appeared in front of him. This was an extremely beautiful woman with delicate facial features and a cold and aloof appearance. She stood there like a fairy that was floating away.    

    

"A hundred years ago you injured me twice, and you are still going against my Miss in the Devil's Cave. Today is the day you die." This woman was naturally Zi Yun. Back then, she was known as Fairy Ziyun, the Hegemon's personal maid.    

    

Now that a hundred years had passed, not only had her appearance become even more beautiful, most importantly, her cultivation was even more profound. Her master, Nan Feng, was now no weaker than an overlord.    

    

"There are a lot of people who want me dead."    

    

"But they are dead."    

    

Lu Chen didn't want to waste any more words, so he took the initiative to attack.    

    

The pitch-black sky lit up with brilliance. It was like the dawn that appeared in the dark night, illuminating most of the sky! It was a peerless fist light, as if it was refined by the milky way, and in the blink of an eye it rumbled towards Zi Yun.    

    

Boom!    

    

The ground shook violently as a white stream of light over three thousand feet long caught the fist light. However, it was forced back by the shockwave, as if it was an old cow that was plowing a thousand feet deep gully.    

    

Zi Yun's face was slightly pale, and the gaze he used to look at Lu Chen was filled with shock. She found it hard to believe. A hundred years of growth was growing very fast, but compared to Lu Chen, it was insignificant.    

    

"Crunch."    

    

Cracks appeared on his Dharma Idol and spread out in front of everyone's eyes. In the end, it was like a cracked porcelain piece that exploded with a "peng" sound.    

    

Zi Yun was unwilling to give up. A jade hairpin was floating on top of his head. Not only did it look simple and unadorned, its flowing aura seemed even more mysterious and powerful.    

    

The jade hairpin transformed into a bolt of lightning and pierced through the layers of space, aiming for Lu Chen's heart!    

    

"Clang!"    

    

Sparks flew in all directions as the jade hairpin was grabbed by a palm. It violently shook and struggled, but it was still unable to shake that palm in the slightest.    

    

"Not a bad magic tool."    

    

Lu Chen smiled and then squeezed his hand. This peak quality magical equipment immediately exploded. The frightening backlash caused Zi Yun's face to turn snow-white and dark red blood to seep out from the corner of his mouth.    

    

Lu Chen took a step forward and crossed the layers of space. He then directly appeared in front of Zi Yun and easily grabbed his jade-white neck.    

    

Zi Yun's eyes were filled with hatred as he muttered, "My family's young miss will not let you go."    

    

"Let's talk about the future later."    

    

As her voice faded, Lu Chen was about to send her on her way. Who knew that the jade pendant hanging on Zi Yun's waist would shine brightly. A terrifying force shot out and Lu Chen was forced back two steps.    

    

"Miss!"    

    

Zi Yun fell to the ground and cried out in joy as he looked at the beautiful silhouette blocking his path!    

    

Although it was merely a glowing shadow, the instant this figure appeared, everyone present felt their hearts tremble. They could feel a powerful pressure blowing towards them, and even the silent Overlord was slightly frowning.    

    

"Let her go, we won't care about the future and the past."    

    

Nan Feng stared straight at Lu Chen and said.    

    

"I've said it before, we'll talk about it in the future."    

    

Lu Chen shook his head and grabbed at Zi Yun.    

    

Nan Feng frowned when she saw this. Even though it was only a glowing shadow, she still extended her fair hand.    

    

The two palms collided in midair, causing a huge explosion. Powerful energy blasted out in all directions, almost overturning the entire world.    

    

Some of the people with weaker cultivations did not even have time to react before they transformed into Blood Fog s and died from the aftermath.    

    

By the time the others had regained their wits, Nan Feng's light had already dissipated, and Zi Yun was once again caught by Lu Chen like a chick.    

    

"Just you wait, the young miss will avenge me in the end."    

    

Leaving behind this sentence, Zi Yun coldly smiled and then exploded with a loud bang.    

    

After taking care of Zi Yun, Lu Chen's gaze swept past Ling Aotian and the assassins of Bounty Hunter. Finally, it fell on the silent Overlord.    

    

"Yeah, it's about time."    

    

Overlord's voice, which was loud and clear like a bell, once again rang out after a long period of silence.