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Chapter 52 Seven Waves of Killers

Yan State.

Murong Dan looked a little anxious. She grabbed the palace maid's hand, "What you said is true? My father and brother really want to attack Lu Chen?"

"Yes!" The palace maid stomped her feet, "Princess, think of some solutions!"

"When I heard that Your Majesty, I sent three sixth-grade warriors and ten fifth-grade warriors to intercept Lu Chen!"

Murong Dan was so anxious that he could not only fail to get married, but now he may not even be able to protect his lover's life.

"How can the father and the emperor be like this?"

He bit his lower lip, "You find someone to find a way to tell Lu Chen about this news, at least..."

Murong Dan was anxious and helpless, "At least beware of something."

"Okay, okay, I'll go now."

The palace maids rushed down.

However, until evening, Murong Dan could not wait for the palace maids.

What came was her father's will, who ordered her to reflect on her will.

Murong Dan knew that the news could not be delivered.

She sat on the couch, dejected, and she couldn't do it even if she just gave a message.

Shortly after Lu Chen left the Qin State, he was surrounded by people at a mountain pass.

Lu Chen rode his horse, suddenly tightened the reins, raised his front hooves and jumped off.

If you look back, you will find that there was a very thin silk thread where Lu Chen rode his horse.

If the white horse did not raise its hooves, it would have been tripped.

Lu Chen grabbed the reins and stopped in place.

Press your right hand on a concealed buckle on your belt.

"Come out."

The plain and calm voice was unremitting.

As Lu Chen finished speaking, one figure after another appeared, completely surrounding Lu Chen.

"Lu Chen! Take your time and surrender!"

The leader was a seventh-grade warrior with an arrogant and domineering attitude, looking at Lu Chen with a little aroused look.

So what if Lu Chen is the pride of heaven?

Two fists cannot beat four hands.

The warrior couldn't help but be excited when he thought of the bad handsome man, the master of Tianji Tower stepped on his feet.

Lu Chen lifted his eyes, his eyes darkened, "Is that right?"

He means unknown.

Lu Chen turned over and dismounted, "Click."

Pressing the hidden button, Lu Chen exerted force on his wrist.

"Clang!"

The thin sword ejected from the belt, refracting a cold edge in the sunlight.

The warrior in the lead dimmed his face and waved his hand, "Go!"

Lu Chen's expression remained unchanged, and he took the lead in holding the sword to meet him!

The long sword is as thin as a cicada's wing, but it is tough as iron.

"Clang clang clang!"

Metal weapons collided with each other and made a crisp sound.

Lu Chen moved quickly, and his sword was in his hand, so fast that only the afterimage was left.

The seventh-grade warriors firmly entangled Lu Chen, while the rest of the warriors were waiting for an opportunity to attack.

However, Lu Chen was at ease in the shadow of swords and swords.

He has a ghostly figure, and he really doesn't touch his body.

After a quarter of an hour, these people couldn't even touch the corner of Lu Chen's clothes.

On the contrary, when Lu Chen and the seventh-grade warrior were in a stalemate, they looked for opportunities to attack the rest of the warriors around them.

They obviously only occasionally stabbed the warriors, but they could not avoid any of Lu Chen's swords!

The snow-white sword body was stained with blood. Soon, as the master waved, the blood beads splattered, and the sword body returned to snow-white and translucent.

Lu Chen avoided the sword of the seventh-grade warrior, turned around and stabbed it out.

"Puff!"

A sixth-grade warrior next to him was stabbed in the center and fell down softly.

A sharp look flashed in the eyes of the seventh-grade warrior, and he just flicked his shot!

The moment Lu Chen turned around, he immediately retracted the long sword, and then slashed at Lu Chen with a more fierce and dangerous knife!

Lu Chen didn't have time to turn around, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised the sword, and turned his wrist. The long sword passed over Lu Chen's head, firmly blocking the sword of the seventh-grade warrior.

The long sword is strong in momentum, while the thin sword seems to be soft and vulnerable. When it collides with the long sword, it firmly blocks the long sword!

Even the blade of the long sword collapsed a small hole!

How could a seventh-grade warrior look at his beloved sword in disbelief?

Just a thin sword?

When fighting with warriors, it is most taboo to be distracted, even if they only have a moment, they can lose their lives.

Lu Chen used force to shake off the long sword of the seventh-grade warrior, turned around, and stabbed the thin sword forward!

As fast as lightning!

After the seventh-grade warrior reacted, a blood hole had appeared in his chest.

He looked down in disbelief, opened his mouth to say something, and a large stream of blood surged out.

Lu Chen turned his gaze away from the seventh-grade warrior and did not pay any more attention.

With this sword, the opponent will undoubtedly die.

Although the remaining sixth-grade warriors and fifth-grade warriors are large in number, they are not Lu Chen's opponents at all.

In just a quarter of an hour, only Lu Chen and the white horse were left.

Even in the face of such a chaotic and dangerous scene, the white horse did not even neigh or escape. Instead, after Lu Chen solved the last person, the white horse roared for a long time.

Lu Chen put away his sword, stroked the white horse's mane, jumped and landed accurately on the horse's back.

"drive!"

This is just the first wave of killers Lu Chen encountered. Before he arrived in Yunmeng Mountain, wave after wave of killers seemed to have no end, constantly rushing up.

After finishing the problem again, Lu Chen leaned against the horse and gasped slightly.

He looked up at the sky, then turned his head to glance at the surrounding environment.

It's almost there, and in another half an hour, you can reach Yunmeng Mountain.

Yunmeng Mountain.

Gan Fu frowned and kept looking towards the entrance of Yunmeng Mountain.

"Shangqing, why is the king of shoulder to shoulder still going forward?"

The guards were anxious and worried. If they could not get there, it would be too late.

Originally, Qin did not have the advantage. If there were still people late at that time, I was afraid that Guiguzi would be even more dissatisfied with Qin.

The Guardian Order is the subordinate of the Weiwei, and is also the head of the twenty imperial guards who followed Gan Fu to Yunmeng Mountain this time.

"The more anxious Chen Weishiling, the more he will make those countries laugh."

Gan Fuqing and gentle voice suddenly woke up from the sound of Chen Weishiling. He glanced around without a trace.

Sure enough, the envoys from all over the country were quietly looking at them.

I don't know who it was, but I actually laughed.

It seemed like a switch, and then many envoys on the field whispered.

Lu Chen did not appear, which made them satisfied.

Whether they are dead on the road or seriously injured, they are all the best things.

Changsun Chang smiled slightly. Lu Chen had not appeared yet. It seemed that there was a lot of luck.

This time, welcoming Mr. Guigu back can eliminate Lu Chen.

From then on, no country could stop the Iron Cavalry of the Tang Dynasty.

Nearly half an hour passed, but Guiguzi still did not appear.

Countries can't help but wonder whether the news they found was true.

Changsun Chang pondered for a moment, reached out and chose two guards, "You go and explore the situation."

The guard held his fists and took the order.

They are now at the pass of Yunmeng Mountain, and in front of Yunmeng Mountain, when they enter from the entrance, they are covered with clouds and mist.
Chapter completed!
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