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Chapter 1373

Chapter 1373

"What...no!!"

Liu Yao'er felt a huge force coming from her arm, and she tilted to the side uncontrollably.

How could she not know what happened, Lihuo wanted to use her as a shield.

But even if she knew, Liu Yao'er couldn't do anything about it. Everything that happened before was a long story, but in fact it was only two punches.

The situation changed rapidly, and Liu Yao'er couldn't react.

Especially in terms of strength, Liu Yao'er was completely inferior to Li Huo, and she had no ability to resist a sudden attack.

Her weird methods require a bit of preparation time.

At this moment, no one will give Liu Yaoer even a blink of an eye.

Luo Chen saw that the target of his fist had been replaced by Liu Yao'er, without any hesitation in his eyes, the strength in his hands did not decrease at all, and he slammed towards Liu Yao'er's head.

Betrayers, why bother to show mercy.

"boom!"

With one punch, Liu Yao'er's head burst instantly, and a dazzling blood flower bloomed in front of Luo Chen.

Liu Yao'er's head was smashed and disappeared.

There is no such thing as a 'head' on a beautiful figure. A generation of witches, Liu Yaoer, who is good at playing tricks, has disappeared.

Liu Yao'er's death successfully created space for Li Huo to escape.

When Liu Yao'er's head was blown off, Li Huo withdrew and retreated, even the blood didn't stain Li Huo's clothes.

Instantly Li Huo turned the King Yan's scepter, and the space around him became illusory again. Before Luo Chen could react, Li Huo's figure disappeared from the room.

"Good job!"

A passionate praise sounded, and the fat man Wu Butong trotted to Luo Chen's side, looked at the headless female corpse on the ground, and spat.

Relieve!

Really Nima relieved!

"But let that kid run away."

Wu Butong said with a little pity.

If Li Huo could be killed just now, all problems would have been solved, but it's a pity that Luo Chen was half a beat late in the end.

"I couldn't stop him from escaping."

Luo Chen shook his head, his tone was flat and slightly regretful.

At this moment, Luo Chen has fully understood the mystery of the ruins.

It seems that there is a ruins here, which is the Hall of Glory Fire where everyone is, but it is not the case. Two powerful men have fallen here!

One of them is the owner of Huanghuo Hall, King Yan.

There is also the second one, the sword cultivator that Luo Chen was looking for so hard.

The places where the two fell are exactly the same, and the ruins produced by the limitation of will and spiritual power are coincidentally in a state of superposition.

The Great Fire Hall has the upper hand, appearing in a state of manifestation.

The key to controlling the Great Fire Hall is the King Yan Scepter in Li Huo's hand.

As long as Lihuo thinks about it, people can be exiled from the Great Fire Hall to the abandoned thatched hut, Luo Chen was exiled by Lihuo.

It is also because of this that Luo Chen gained the possibility of contacting the relics of sword repair.

As for the relics of sword repair, one is the Leng Yuan Sword. The Leng Yuan Sword is not in Luo Chen's hands, but Luo Chen still has another object - that simple bronze mirror.

With the mirror, Luo Chen can control the ruins of the hut to a certain extent, thus completing anti-time travel.

With the bronze mirror, Lihuo couldn't exile Luo Chen again, but Lihuo wanted to escape from the Great Fire Hall, but Luo Chen had no choice.

Because Luo Chen couldn't control the Great Fire Hall.

"Quick, let's find a way to get out!"

Wu Butong stood beside Luo Chen, his tone full of anxiety, at this point, it's better to go out early.

The sooner you leave the Huanghuo Hall, the sooner you get out of the enemy's control.

Luo Chen shook his head helplessly.

Luo Chen couldn't control the Great Fire Hall. Although the two ruins were superimposed, it was obvious that the Great Fire Hall still dominated at this moment.

Luo Chen couldn't even take the initiative to go to the abandoned hut, he could only resist when he exiled himself from the fire.

"This... how can this be done!"

Wu Butong saw Luo Chen's expression in his eyes, and a look of despair appeared on his face again.

It's like the situation hasn't improved!

Even worse than the beginning.

At the very beginning, before Liu Yao'er rebelled, the situation seemed to be better than now?

"Damn it, isn't this embarrassing Fat Master?"

Wu Butong muttered and complained.

A long time has passed since the start of the battle, and any monk on the third floor can follow the sound if he wants to.

But there were only two people who came here—Luo Ya and Ye Liuli.

Luo Chen is here, the two of them have to come no matter what, the rest of the people are all due to insufficient cultivation, there is no possibility of intervening.

As for Fu Guang, he is completely wise and safe, and does not help each other.

Monk compassionate?

Fuguang proved with practical actions that this was just a joke.

"Brother Luo Chen."

"Sect Master Luo."

"How things had been?"

Luo Ya and Ye Liuli walked quickly, addressing Luo Chen in their own ways, and asking about the outcome of the matter.

It’s about life, you have to care.

"Li Huo is all right, Xue Lu is dying, Liu Yao'er betrayed and I killed him, Fu Guang stays out of it, the only ones who can fight are me and Fatty."

Luo Chen shrugged, without any tension in his tone.

Li Huo was punched in the face and his shoulder was broken, but these injuries are not serious, as long as he goes to a safe place, he can recover quickly by swallowing the pill.

"Isn't this... worse than before?"

Luo Ya thought for a while, although she was very reluctant to admit it, but the fact was right in front of her.

As Luo Ya finished speaking, a strong fire-attribute spiritual power filled the hall. This spiritual power was not original in the main hall, but was deliberately activated by someone.

The spiritual power is malicious, and it greatly increases the temperature in the hall. Even Luo Ya, a monk in the foundation period, feels a little uncomfortable.

This is not simply high temperature, but an increase in temperature caused by extremely rich fire attribute spiritual power.

However, this kind of method is a bit childish. If you want to rely on the strong fire attribute to threaten everyone's safety, I am afraid that it will take a month to count, and it will definitely not work for a while.

"Ahem—ah——"

At this moment, Xue Lu, who was lying on the ground, wailed in pain. For normal monks, the strong fire attribute is not scary.

But Xue Lu is already on the verge of death, any bumps and bumps may take Xue Lu's life away, not to mention the strong fire attribute spiritual power.

"Well, what should I do?"

Hearing Xue Lu's screams, Wu Butong touched his fat head, and a look of struggle appeared in his eyes.

The words 'what to do' came out of Wu Butong's mouth, it didn't mean that he didn't know what to do, but that he was unwilling to do it.

Xue Lu was stabbed in the center by a top-grade magic weapon before, and then he was beaten violently by Lihuo. Afterwards, his dharma body was destroyed.

If Xue Lu dies, he will become a soul fire puppet, and things will get out of hand.

He could only take advantage of the present and blow Xue Lu's head off, so that the crisis could be passed safely.

But not everyone is Liu Yaoer, for Xue Lu who has fought together so far, Wu Butong didn't want to kill Xue Lu with his own hands.

Luo Chen saw Wu Butong's entanglement in his eyes, so he naturally knew what was going on in his heart. He raised his head slightly, his eyes seemed to penetrate the ceiling and fell on the tile beams of the hall.

"Right now, it's not that far."

(End of this chapter)