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Chapter 1853 Beheading(2/2)

Chen Zijun had an evil smile on his lips.

He picked up Gao Xue and walked quickly.

In fact, when he was fighting monsters in Ma Ruobi, Gaoxue, he had already explored the nearby cave.

At this moment, I immediately ran over there excitedly.

At the entrance of the cave, he suddenly saw a man walking from the other direction.

This guy also wants a cave?

Chen Zijun's eyes were fierce and he was about to yell and scold him to scare the person away.

However, when the man approached, he suddenly froze.

Then he laughed loudly: "I'm so lucky today, bitch, please give me back my Qi-boosting potion!"

The person coming is none other than Lu Chen!

He was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Who do you think you are? It turns out to be you, idiot.

What do you want to do when you come to the entrance of my cave and rob my cave?"

"Is this your cave?"

Chen Zijun laughed: "I just robbed your cave. This is the interest for the Qi-boosting potion."

Lu Chen chuckled: "As long as you are happy. Put that girl down and I will give you a chance to draw the sword."

"What, such a loud tone!"

Chen Zijun was furious.

The swordsman in front of me is really too arrogant.

Where did he get his confidence?

He spared his life in the shop before, but now he dares to be arrogant in front of him and seek death!

Throwing Gao Xue aside, Chen Zijun said: "Draw the sword, let me see how powerful you are."

"Are you sure you want me to make the first move?"

Lu Chen drew out his long knife.

Chen Zijun sneered: "You can't hurt me even if you take three moves. I am very compassionate and let you know the gap between you and the disciples of the sect before you die!"

"Really?"

Lu Chen chuckled: "Actually, I know the difference between sect disciples and Jianghu people. And I am also a sect disciple."

Whoosh!

The light of the sword flashed in the dusk.

Chen Zijun felt his eyes blur, and then his right arm felt cold.

He looked at his right arm in surprise.

"ah!"

The screams finally sounded.

He seemed to be feeling pain only now.

Just because the knife is too fast!

Because it is fast, it is sharp.

It's like the wind blowing from your shoulders. Who would have thought that with this blow, his arm would be gone.

"Impossible, impossible, how could you be so fast, who are you, who are you!"

Chen Zijun screamed in shock.

The whole person retreated continuously, horrified and scared.

The opponent cut off his right arm with one move. This strength was definitely beyond his reach.

If the other party wanted to kill him, he could just cut his own throat.

This man is kidding himself!

He is torturing himself!

"I don't want the Qi-boosting potion, please spare my life."

Chen Zijun retreated and begged for mercy.

Lu Chen just looked at him with a smile and approached him step by step.

In Chen Zijun's eyes, this smile was like a demon urging death, making people so frightened that they could not stand up.

"No, Gao Xue is running away. Go chase her!"

Chen Zijun suddenly pointed at Lu Chen's back and shouted.

He was learning the trick that Ma Ruobi used to escape.

It's a pity that Lu Chen is not him, and he is not Ma Ruobi.

Lu Chen continued to approach.

Chen Zijun felt strong pressure swirling around his body, and he finally couldn't hold on and fell to his knees with a plop.

"Please, spare me. We have no enmity. You even took away my Qi-boosting potion. Don't kill me, wuwu."

He cried bitterly in grievance.

However, this behavior did not bring any sympathy in Lu Chen's eyes.

Then Lu Chen said coldly: "Let me ask you a question, how many people did your Yutian Sect send to kill me?"

"What?"

Chen Zijun was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed dramatically.

He looked at Lu Chen and couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.

He was still kneeling just now, but now he was sitting on the ground with his buttocks on the ground, leaning back and looking up at Lu Chen.

Exclaimed: "You, you, are you Lu Chen?"

"It's a surprise."

Lu Chen chuckled: "When you took out my portrait yesterday and asked me about my whereabouts, do you know how surprised I was? Ha."

"Impossible, impossible.

During the competition between the outer sects, you were only at the third level of Tuoyue.

Even if the Zi Mansion is repaired, it is impossible to break through to the late Guiyi stage so quickly.

You are definitely not Lu Chen, you lied to me!"

Chen Zijun yelled like crazy.

He was greatly stimulated and was on the verge of collapse.

How can it not be sad that a person whom one despises actually kills oneself like a chicken?

Lu Chen was too lazy to pay attention to his shouting and said: "Mu Lin is in seclusion within the sect, or has he come out to practice?"

He just wanted to know this.

Because if Mullin goes out for training, he has to be more careful.

Chen Zijun lay on the ground and kept muttering to himself: "No way, you can't be Lu Chen. Lu Chen has no scars on his face."

"waste!"
Chapter completed!
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