Invincible Martial King

"Lu Chen, I'll give you one more chance. As long as you agree to cancel the engagement and kneel down and apologize to Sister Yi, I can still spare you."    

"Otherwise, your fate will be extremely miserable." Staring at Lu Chen, Xu Feng had a smile on his face, but in Lu Chen's eyes, it seemed very cold.    

"So it's like that."    

"Then I beg of you …" Seeing Xu Feng's expression change, Lu Chen suddenly changed his tone and continued with a cold smile, "Then I beg of you to quickly give me a miserable ending."    

"Very well, you have successfully provoked me."    

"If you think you are delusional enough to think that you can go against me just because you have some ability, then you are completely wrong. How can a vulgar practitioner like yourself understand the methods of my Blue Cloud Sect."    

"Have a good experience."    

As soon as his voice fell, Xu Feng's hands formed a seal. In an instant, with the stage as the center, a strong wind appeared out of nowhere. The powerful force that filled the sky rained down on Lu Chen.    

"Swish, swish …" Every single force was as sharp as an arrow as they whizzed through the layers of space. They were suffused with a dark golden luster and possessed an imposing manner that could destroy dry weeds.    

"Clear Sky Eight Arts, Cloud and Clouds!"    

"As expected of Young Lord from Xu Family. His control over soul power has reached such an exquisite level that he can even freely execute the Cyan Cloud Eight Arts." Although it was so, it was still extremely powerful. Regardless of the realm, if one wanted to use it as one pleased, it was extremely difficult, and Xu Feng only used less than a second to activate this technique. It was obvious that his use of soul power had already reached an extremely minute level.    

In terms of inner court disciples, all of them were extraordinary existences.    

Powerful energy covered the entire sky. Lu Chen slightly raised his eyes, but did not do anything. He stood tall and straight like a long spear. The flesh that was hidden under his skin seemed to have an invisible force surging within it.    

"Why isn't he dodging?"    

"The power of the Eight Cyan Cloud Art is not small at all." Bai Yunlai slightly frowned, not knowing what Lu Chen wanted to do.    

"Bang." The force was like an arrow as it heavily struck Lu Chen's chest. Not only did it not leave any wound, the clothes on his face were completely undamaged. Lu Chen was as firm as a rock.    

"Bang, bang …" The concentrated and clear sounds of collisions could be heard, but Lu Chen was like a statue and did not plan to move at all. He even revealed a faint smile, as if he was mocking the attacks that were like a torrential rain and did not bring any pleasure.    

Many people looked at this scene in astonishment. That feeling was very strange, it was as if what fell on Lu Chen was not strength, but raindrops the size of beans continuously washing away his indestructible body.    

"Hu!" After the last wave of energy disappeared, Xu Feng subconsciously frowned and slowly relaxed. After observing the battle between Lu Chen and Tang Jie, he already knew the strength of the former's body. The opponent's performance was within his expectations.    

"The massage is really comfortable, I don't mind if you continue." Smiling mischievously, Lu Chen revealed his snow-white teeth. Under Xu Feng's gaze, it seemed to be filled with ridicule.    

"Body Cultivator."    

"You guessed it right, but you think this is the capital for you to challenge me? I'm afraid it's still far from enough." Xu Feng let out a cold laugh. He suddenly put his palms together and a burst of soul power erupted from his body like a volcano erupting. Boiling hot and vigorous soul power intertwined together, forming a giant shadow in the blink of an eye.    

The phantom took on the shape of three heads and six arms. The muscles all over its body bulged out, giving off a strong sense of power. The moment it appeared, everyone in the surroundings of the arena felt a strong sense of oppression.    

The golden figure was as large as a small mountain. Xu Feng's lips curled up and with a thought, a huge palm covered Lu Chen like a black cloud.    

This palm was fast and ruthless. Most importantly, the power it contained made many people's scalps tingle even though they were very far away.    

"What a powerful strength."    

"Even a fourth stage Spirit Master would not be able to block this attack!"    

… ….    

"Bam!"    

That seemingly powerful punch, under the gazes of everyone else, was just a punch from Lu Chen. The massive palm almost instantly shattered into pieces.    

"Too weak."    

"Xu Feng, don't tell me that you plan to use these methods to deal with me?" Lu Chen grinned, his tone filled with ridicule. Although the method just now seemed powerful, the power contained within was too ordinary, Xu Feng seemed to have the intention to test his abilities, so he did not immediately attack. This guy was indeed a little difficult to deal with, as expected of Xu Family's Young Lord, he knew how to deal with his opponent before planning to attack viciously.    

"Hur hur."    

"Don't underestimate my Blue Cloud Sect's methods." Laughing loudly, Xu Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp. He immediately pushed out both of his hands and the entire arena suddenly rumbled.    

Streams of force and soul power appeared out of thin air and turned into a special symbol that intertwined together to form an enormous golden net. In an instant, it wrapped around Lu Chen's body and a powerful force was transmitted through Lu Chen's skin and into his body.    

All of this happened in a split-second. By the time everyone could react, Lu Chen's mobility had already been sealed off.    

"You've truly disappointed me. Merely some small tricks caused you to lose your ability to resist."    

"Do you understand now? How can you weak practitioners understand my Blue Cloud Sect's methods? " Xu Feng's fingertips had a rune formed from soul power. As he jumped, the big net on Lu Chen's body shrunk even more.    

"It's over."    

"The so-called young genius is only mediocre." Staring at Lu Chen, Xu Feng shook his head in disdain. He raised his hand and a long spear made from soul power appeared.    

"Lu Chen, this is the result of you provoking me." A ray of light flashed across the layers of space. The long spear appeared in front of Lu Chen in the blink of an eye and pierced towards his chest with a sharp aura.    

"What!"    

"Lu Chen lost just like that?"    

… ….    

Many people were stunned. Xu Feng was this powerful? Although he knew Lu Chen would lose, he never thought he would lose so miserably!    

"So childish." Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Lu Chen slightly shook his arms, and the originally tenacious net suddenly broke into pieces.    

Lu Chen took a step forward. His palm was as hard as iron and stone. The long spear crumbled layer by layer. He had a full head of hair fluttering in the wind. He stood tall and straight like a recovered god. A powerful aura burst out from his body.    

At that moment, Lu Chen's eyes were sharp. With a heavy stomp, a spiderweb like crack appeared on the incomparably hard stage. Like a cannonball, he shot in front of Xu Feng.