Douluo: The God of Death comes to the world, staining the sky with blood

Chapter 35 You guys really don’t deserve it!
  Lu Chen raised the Blood Demon Knife and struck Ma Hongjun directly on the leg.

puff!

"Ouch!~"

Broken limbs flew across the sky, followed by a heart-rending scream.

"Fat man!" Dai Mubai couldn't help but exclaimed.

The other people also changed their colors.

I saw that one of Ma Hongjun's right legs was neatly chopped off.

Blood surged like a spring, soaking the cold ground red.

He held his broken leg and rolled on the ground in pain.

Too cruel!

Look at Ma Hongjun, whose face was twisted in pain, and then look at Lu Chen, who didn't even blink an eyelid.

Everyone felt that a cold air rushed straight to the Tianling Cap.

This guy is a peerless killing god!

In his eyes, is there no emotion?

"Uncle Jian, we can't go on like this. This guy really dares to kill everyone!"

Ning Fengzhi was horrified to see what happened to Ma Hongjun.

He was now very sure that Lu Chen was a living ancestor, and there was nothing in the world that this kid wouldn't dare to do.

If he was allowed to continue cutting, his daughter would definitely die.

"Yes!" Sword Douluo nodded, and then slowly stood up.

Ning Rongrong is the favorite of the entire Qibao Glazed Sect, and Chen Xin also loves her dearly.

So at this time, this peak Douluo couldn't sit still.

Just as Lu Chen was walking toward the next target with his sword in hand, Sword Douluo dodged and jumped onto the ring.

"Little friend, wait a minute!"

Hearing this voice, Lu Chen paused.

Immediately, he turned around, looked at Sword Douluo expressionlessly and said, "Is something wrong?"

The calm tone of his voice did not waver at all because of Sword Douluo's identity.

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Sword Douluo's expression was a little unnatural.

As one of the few peak Douluo in the world, Chen Xin is highly respected no matter where he goes.

Even the sect masters of the upper three sects, or even the emperors of the royal family, had to be polite when facing him.

After all, no force dares to underestimate the power of a peak Douluo.

But now, Chen Xin felt that in Lu Chen's eyes, she seemed to be no different from the cabbage on the roadside.

"Cough cough."

In order to cover up his embarrassment, Sword Douluo coughed twice and said: "Little friend, Shrek Academy has been defeated, Tang San has been killed by you, and this game is over."

"Can you please be noble and let these little guys go?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the Shrek Seven Devils on the ground.

Chen Xin also has his own plans. The talents of these little guys like Shrek can be said to be amazing.

If they hadn't met Lu Chen, a freak, they would have definitely shined in this Soul Master Elite Competition.

If we can take this opportunity to sell these little guys a favor, the benefits to their Seven Treasures Glazed Sect will undoubtedly be huge.

After all, if someone can help a person when he is in trouble, the kindness will be remembered for a lifetime.

On the other side, after hearing Sword Douluo's words, Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "Let them go?"

As he spoke, his cold eyes glanced around the Shrek Seven Devils.

Being swept by Lu Chen's gaze, several people subconsciously shrank their necks.

They are really too afraid of this god of death now.

"hehe."

Chen Xin nodded, stroking his beard and said, "I wonder, can you give me some face? Our Qibao Glazed Sect will also owe you a favor!"

After saying that, he stood there with a smile, waiting for Lu Chen's answer.

Chen Xin believed that with his peak Douluo strength and the status of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect on the mainland, Lu Chen would definitely not reject him. After all, with the face of a peak Douluo and the favor of the Qibao Glazed Sect, no one would be tempted.

Sure enough, after Chen Xin finished speaking, everyone present was moved.

Everyone looked at Lu Chen with envy.

You know, Sword Douluo Chenxin is a peak level 96 Douluo.

The seven-kill sword in one hand is unparalleled in the world!

Among the sword martial spirits in the world, if the Seven Killing Sword is ranked second, no one would dare to be ranked first.

Let’s talk about the Qibao Glazed Sect, one of the top three sects.

With the Haotian Sect unable to escape from the world, the Qibao Glazed Sect can be regarded as the top of the three sects.

Favors from such a powerful force are not easily obtained.

With such an attractive offer, I believe no one in the world would refuse it.

Ning Fengzhi was in the audience and looked at Lu Chen with extreme confidence.

Although the conditions for a favor are a bit high, if you can get a few good talents like Shrek under your command, it will be worth it.

"This time, this kid is better off."

Ning Fengzhi thought to himself.

"Are you trying to save face?"

Under everyone's envious gazes, Lu Chen's lips curled up, and he looked at Chen Xin with an indifferent expression.

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin puffed out his chest and put one hand behind his back, feeling quite like an immortal.

He nodded confidently, and just as he was about to speak, Lu Chen's voice sounded again.

"You alone are worthy of asking for face from me?"

Lu Chen's face was full of disdain, "Who is the Qibao Glazed Sect? Are you worthy of asking for favors from me?"

boom!
  As soon as these words came out, the whole place exploded instantly.

"Oh my God, what did I just hear?"

"Isn't this person so crazy? He doesn't even give Sword Douluo the respect he deserves?"

"Awesome! This is real!"

"Who is the Qibao Glazed Sect? In the world, the only one in the world who dares to ignore the upper three sects is this God of Death, right?"

"It's just a quick talk. If it really offends the Qibao Glazed Sect, I don't believe he alone can withstand it!"

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Today, these people's eyes have been completely opened.

What is a ruthless person?

What is madness?
  The young man in white on the stage really performed these words vividly.

Click!

The teacup in Ning Fengzhi's hand was suddenly crushed to pieces.

His body couldn't stop trembling, and the flames of anger were burning in his eyes.

Ning Fengzhi's lungs were about to explode with anger at the fact that the sect was so underestimated in public.

“∝∪∈°⌒”

On the ring, Sword Douluo's smiling face instantly turned the color of pig liver.

In his flashing eyes, a strong murderous intention suddenly surged.

After living for so many years, this was the first time that Chen Xin had been so humiliated.

Where does this young man in front of him have the confidence to dare to talk to him like this?

The soul power in his body surged out uncontrollably, and he gritted his teeth and said to Lu Chen, "Are you provoking our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect?"

As he spoke, Sword Douluo took a step forward, and with the aura of a peak Douluo, he pressed Lu Chen without reservation.

"Provocative?"

Facing the oppression of Sword Douluo's aura, Lu Chen's expression remained unchanged.

He shook his head slowly and said seriously: "You guys."

"Really not worthy!"

(End of this chapter)