Lu Chen waved again: "Come..."

"Okay! Then I won't be polite!"

Wang Xuan stopped talking nonsense, raised his long sword, and his whole body was ejected suddenly.

As he approached, a sword thrust out.

In an instant, the surroundings were filled with sword light and strong winds roared.

"What a sword!"

Many warriors exclaimed.

Wang Xuan's sword was not only fast, but also extremely fierce.

False and real, hard to guard against!

Even experts of the same level dare not take it hard.

However, facing this sword, Lu Chen stood motionless, as if he didn't see it.

"This kid! Isn't he too crazy? Facing Wang Xuan's sword, he actually doesn't dodge?"

"Hmph! Do you think that just because you defeated the North Leg King, you can run amok? He has no idea how strong Wang Xuan is!"

"That's right! In the top ten of the rankings, there is a gap every step, even if there is a difference of one rank, the difference in strength is huge! If you dare to underestimate Emperor Xuan, you are undoubtedly seeking your own death!"

Just when everyone was pointing fingers.

Hearing a soft "Qiang", Wang Xuan's sword suddenly stopped.

The sharp sword tip stopped an inch before Lu Chen's throat, and it was difficult to get in.

Everyone took a closer look, their faces were horrified.

Because they were surprised to find that Lu Chen actually clamped the blade of the sword with two fingers!

"Um?"

Wang Xuan's pupils shrank.

He also didn't expect that Lu Chen could hold a sword with his fingers.

This strength and confidence far exceeded his expectations.

Of course, he was not afraid, but his fighting spirit soared.

The stronger the opponent, the more excited he is.

"return!"

Wang Xuan shook one hand.

The long sword suddenly retracted from Lu Chen's fingertips like a spiritual snake.

"oh?"

Lu Chen was quite surprised. JrNovels.com