My Master is Super Fierce

"Originally, I didn't have any grudges with the Pill Emperor Palace, but I shouldn't have come to assassinate me and make vengeance with me, and I, this person, have a lot of grudges."

Lu Chen is like narrating an irrelevant thing: "According to the way I used to, I killed the enemy myself after becoming the emperor, but I can't stay in the wasteland for a few years and can't become the emperor. If he commits suicide, I can still save a bit of face for your Pill Emperor Palace."

Lu Chen's words surprised the people around him. A great adult emperor actually went to assassinate Transcendent. The key is that he hasn't succeeded. You say it's not funny.

Qu Yang snorted coldly: "Nonsense, if an emperor is going to assassinate you, there is no way for you to survive."

Qu Yang's words attracted most people's approval. Qu Yang was right. It was too simple for a great adult emperor to assassinate a transcendent realm.

It is absolutely impossible for this young man to survive the assassination of a great adult emperor.

Qin Guangyuan looked faintly, and said coldly, "There is nothing wrong with the crime you want to add."

Naturally, he would not admit to such a shameful thing.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "It seems that you still don't understand. You don't need to confess what I said. It's just what I say. Do you understand."

Qu Yang smiled angrily and said: "People are standing here, I see how you kill them."

As he said, he glanced at Zi Sheng and Yu Sheng next to him. Although the two were in the holy realm, they could stop them. He wanted to see how this young man could kill Guangyuan.

Moreover, if the opponent were to kill Qin Guangyuan, it would definitely be a huge blow to the prestige of the Pill Emperor Palace. Losing an apprentice, the Pill Emperor Palace would not be able to give away the life of a great adult emperor for no reason.

Qin Guangyuan also stared at Lu Chen with a cold expression. He didn't believe that this young man could kill him.

"Young man, don't do things too arrogantly, otherwise it's easy to die." A hoarse voice came next to him.

Everyone turned their heads to see, and what he said was an old man carrying a long sword, but he was not really old, although his head was gray, but there were no wrinkles on his face.

Although the other party's aura has been reduced, but if there is no power, it is very terrifying.

"Knife Saint"

The people present squinted their eyes when seeing the old man.

The one who spoke was the saint of swords, a casual cultivator, ranked in the middle of the holy list, not too strong, not too weak.

Dao Sheng came here this time because he received an invitation from the Pill Emperor Palace. Of course, the reason why he came forward for the Pill Emperor Palace was because he had received the favor of the Pill Emperor Palace before.

"Morning, can I understand that you are threatening me?" Lu Chen stared at the other person and said curiously.

However, Dao Sheng just stared at him and did not speak, but invisibly, a terrifying sword aura spread over the world, and everyone felt this terrible sword intent.

"The people in the Pill Emperor Palace, you killed them if you wanted to?" At this time, another calm voice came.

Everyone followed the voice and looked at it, and it was Luan Sheng who spoke.

Luan Sheng was tall and burly, with deep eyes and a calm temperament. Sitting there, there was a coercion invisible.

Everyone was not surprised when Luan Sheng spoke, because a few days ago, Luan Huai was robbed of 10 billion spirit stones, and even the Mingyue suit was robbed, and he wrote an IOU for 2 billion spirit stones, which can be described as lost. Face.

Luan Sheng probably wanted to come forward very early, and now that Dao Sheng came forward, he naturally couldn't sit still.

Lu Chen turned around, looked at Xiang Feng, and said, "IOU, take it to Luan Sheng and let him prepare two billion spirit stones."

"Sheng Luan, this is the IOU written by Linglang himself, please have a look." Xiang Feng flew to Luan Sheng, took out the IOU, and said with a smile.

Luan Jinghong's face suddenly became embarrassed, and Luan Huai's face who was sitting next to him became even hotter.

An invisible anger filled the void. This is holy anger. It represents Luan Jinghong's anger. Luan Jinghong said in a cold tone: "Several emperors oppressed my son, the lion opened his mouth and snatched the Mingyue suit. I have not I asked you to settle the account, but you took the initiative to find the door."

Xiang Feng said indifferently: "Sheng Luan first clarified a problem. It is not our trouble to find your son, but you are the son who led several emperors into Jinning Inn, and involuntarily severely injured one of our kings. This incident caused a lot of trouble in the imperial city, and countless people witnessed it with their own eyes. Does Luan Sheng want to distort the facts."

After a pause, Xiang Feng continued: "Don't forget Sheng Luan, the Mingyue suit was made by Feng Lao. As for the two billion spirit stones, Sheng Luan can not return it, but in the future, hehe... .."

Xiang Feng didn't finish his words, but everyone knew that there was a threat in his tone.

A strange color flashed in everyone's eyes, of course they knew what Xiang Feng's threat was.

First of all, there are not many master craftsmen in the wasteland, they are all very ordinary ones, and the ancient sage craftsmanship in the Qingyu is a well-known craftsman sect, with two holy craftsmen sitting in the town, and the general crafting emperor The weapon is about to run towards Qingyu, and it needs to be in the hands of the ancient sage refining or other refining masters.

It is a very unwise choice to offend a master craftsman sect.

If Luan Sheng really doesn't return two billion spirit stones, and later gathers the materials for the refining tools, and wants to refining the imperial weapons, or even the sacred tools, it is estimated that the refining of the ancient sages will not be refined for him.

Of course, he can also find another refiner to refine it, but Qingyu is impossible, because the ancient sage refining has a very high position in the refiner domain, unless Luan Sheng goes to other domains.

However, this is very troublesome.

Sure enough, after Xiang Feng threatened, Luan Jinghong's expression became even more embarrassing, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as gloomy as water.

His face was ashen and silent.

Lu Chen looked at Qu Yang and said with a faint smile: "Of course I will not kill a great adult emperor, and I can't kill him, but someone will help me kill him."

"With us, you think that the emperor who refining the ancient sacred religion can succeed" Qu Yang glanced at Xiang Feng and the others, and said with a cold snort.

They are sacred realm powers, fully comprehending the power of rules, and they are much better than those who comprehend the rules of the Great Adult Emperor. With them, a group of emperors cannot kill Qin Guangyuan.

"Of course not." Lu Chen shook his head and said with a smile: "The person who killed your Pill Emperor Palace will naturally be shot by your Pill Emperor Palace. I believe that Saint Changdong Dan is willing to deal with this disciple himself."

Lu Chen's words caused a group of people around him to be puzzled. This young man was afraid that he was talking about dreams. How could Changdong Dansheng commit suicide by himself, this kind of thing would never happen unless the sun hits the west.

Zhou Jun, Zhen Rou, Qin Guangyuan, etc., stared at Lu Chen with silly eyes, as if they were looking at an idiot.

Not to mention outsiders, even Zhen Changdong's eyes showed a strange color. He didn't understand why this young man vowed so swearly that he would kill Qin Guangyuan.

As the elder of the Pill Emperor Palace, Qin Guangyuan has the potential to become a holy pill, how can he kill himself.

Even if it offends Yaochi Holy Land, it is impossible to kill Qin Guangyuan himself.

So he opened his mouth and said: "Young man, although you are very good, it is impossible to kill the people in my Pill Emperor Palace. It is even more impossible to want me to do it myself."

[Author's digression]: Four more.