He didn’t expect Luo Chen to be so arrogant. It’s simply ignorance of the immensity of heaven and earth!
"Seeking death!" the middle-aged man shouted angrily, his figure suddenly leaping forward, pouncing towards Luo Chen like a fierce tiger descending a mountain.
He was extremely fast, appearing in front of Luo Chen in the blink of an eye, throwing a punch that came with a deafening sound.
Luo Chen’s eyes narrowed, his figure slightly moving, effortlessly evading the middle-aged man’s attack.
At the same time, he swung the longsword in his hand, a brilliant Sword Qi shot out like a cascade, heading straight for the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man’s face changed slightly, he didn’t expect Luo Chen’s strength to be so formidable.
He quickly retracted his fist to defend, while his figure retreated, barely avoiding the Sword Qi.
However, Luo Chen did not give him the opportunity to catch his breath. He pursued relentlessly, his longsword dancing, sending waves of Sword Qi pouring down like a torrential rain, forcing the middle-aged man to retreat repeatedly.
The cultivators who were with the middle-aged man saw this, and all stepped forward to assist.
They each displayed their Divine Skills, launching a fierce attack towards Luo Chen and Qing Shuang.
Qing Shuang let out a cold snort, her figure moving gracefully through the crowd.
The hidden weapons in her hand shot out like raindrops, each hitting its target precisely, causing the cultivators to become flustered, unable to resist.
Luo Chen focused his efforts on the middle-aged man, knowing that he was the strongest. If he couldn’t conclude the battle quickly, it would likely bring about more trouble.
He swung his longsword, with Sword Qi crisscrossing, engaging in a fierce confrontation with the middle-aged man.
Both parties exchanged blows, with Sword Light and fist shadows intertwining, erupting with a series of explosive sounds.
As time passed, the middle-aged man gradually showed signs of fatigue.
After all, he was alone, and facing the combined attacks of Luo Chen and Qing Shuang, he ultimately fell into a disadvantageous position.
Finally, during an intense clash, Luo Chen seized a flaw in the middle-aged man’s defense and thrust his sword, directly piercing his chest.
A flash of disbelief crossed the middle-aged man’s eyes. He opened his mouth as if trying to say something, but ultimately fell powerless to the ground.
The cultivators accompanying the middle-aged man exclaimed in shock upon seeing this, not expecting him to be defeated so swiftly.
Luo Chen coldly surveyed the cultivators, his eyes full of warning and threat.
"Who else wants to try?" he said coldly, his tone devoid of any emotion.
The cultivators looked at each other and ultimately chose to back off.
They knew that even combined, they stood no match against Luo Chen and Qing Shuang, and persisting further would only invite disaster.
Thus, they left the corpse of their companion behind and fled the Treasure Pavilion in disgrace.
Watching the retreating figures of the cultivators, a cold smile appeared on Luo Chen’s lips.
He knew that this matter would not end here.
But he was also unafraid because he trusted in his own strength, as well as the tacit understanding and cooperation between him and Qing Shuang.
He turned to Qing Shuang, their eyes met in the air, and without words, they understood each other completely.
They continued to wander around the Treasure Pavilion, picking out the treasures that caught their eye.
As time passed, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang went deeper into the Treasure Pavilion, where the treasures were dazzling, each item exuding an enticing glow.
They occasionally stopped to admire and sometimes discussed quietly, enjoying this rare treasure-hunting experience.
Suddenly, Luo Chen’s gaze was drawn to a seemingly ordinary jade pendant.
The jade pendant was a light green all over, warm as jade, with intricate and mysterious patterns carved on its surface, seemingly imbued with some ancient power.
He gently picked up the jade pendant, and a cool energy instantly surged into his body, invigorating his spirit.
"Qing Shuang, what do you think of this jade pendant?" Luo Chen asked, handing the jade pendant to Qing Shuang, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Qing Shuang took the jade pendant, examined it closely, and frowned slightly.
"This jade pendant seems ordinary, but I can sense that the Spiritual Power within is not simple. Perhaps it holds secrets we have yet to discover."
Upon hearing this, Luo Chen became even more curious.
He decided to buy the jade pendant, believing it might become an aid on his cultivation path.
Just as they were about to leave the Treasure Pavilion, hurried footsteps came from outside the door.
Soon, a group of cultivators in luxurious clothing rushed into the Treasure Pavilion, their faces filled with anxiety and tension.
"Quick! Seal off the Treasure Pavilion, no one is allowed to leave!" a leading elder shouted, his voice carrying an undeniable authority.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang exchanged glances, both feeling a chill in their hearts.
They knew that this sudden change was no coincidence and was likely related to the cultivators they encountered earlier.
"It seems we’ve been caught up in some trouble." Qing Shuang said in a low voice, her expression becoming serious.
Luo Chen nodded, gripping his longsword tightly, ready to face any potential crisis.
He knew that in such a situation, only by staying calm and vigilant could they find a way to escape.
The cultivators quickly blocked the exits of the Treasure Pavilion and began searching everyone present.
Their movements were rough and swift, clearly searching for something important.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang were surrounded by a group of cultivators, their eyes sweeping over the two as if they wanted to see right through them.
Luo Chen remained cautiously vigilant, knowing he couldn’t easily reveal his strength, or it might bring even bigger trouble.
Just then, a cultivator suddenly pointed at the longsword in Luo Chen’s hand and exclaimed: "Look! That longsword! It has a similar aura to the Treasure we lost!"
With this remark, everyone’s eyes focused on the longsword in Luo Chen’s hand.
The longsword quivered slightly under their scrutiny, as if sensing some kind of threat.
Luo Chen’s heart tightened; he hadn’t expected the longsword to cause such a mess.
But he also understood that now, under no circumstances, could he give up the longsword.
This longsword was not only a symbol of his strength but an important companion on his cultivation path.
"Hmph! On what grounds do you claim this longsword is yours? I spent a considerable amount of Spirit Stones to buy this!" Luo Chen snorted coldly, his tone resolute and unyielding.
The cultivators’ faces darkened upon hearing this.
They hadn’t expected Luo Chen to be so arrogant, as if not putting them in his eyes at all.
"Boy! Don’t try to argue! This longsword is clearly a Treasure passed down through generations in our family, not something you can easily covet!" the leading elder roared, his figure suddenly leaping forward, pouncing towards Luo Chen.
Seeing this, Luo Chen’s figure flickered, easily evading the elder’s attack.
He swung the longsword in his hand, a brilliant Sword Qi shot out like a cascade, heading straight for the elder.
The elder’s face changed slightly; he hadn’t expected Luo Chen’s strength to be so formidable.
He quickly retracted his fist to defend, while his figure retreated, barely avoiding the Sword Qi.
However, Luo Chen did not give him the opportunity to catch his breath.
He pursued relentlessly, his longsword dancing, sending waves of Sword Qi pouring down like a torrential rain, forcing the elder to retreat repeatedly.
The cultivators accompanying the elder saw this and all stepped forward to assist.
They each displayed their Divine Skills, launching a fierce attack towards Luo Chen and Qing Shuang.
But Luo Chen and Qing Shuang had long been ready, their figures agile, cooperating seamlessly, resolving all the cultivators’ attacks.
As time passed, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang gradually gained the upper hand.
With their exceptional strength and seamless cooperation, they defeated the cultivators.
Finally, the elder was also sent flying by one of Luo Chen’s sword strikes, landing heavily on the ground.
Seeing this, the cultivators surrendered, admitting defeat, knowing they were powerless to turn the situation around.
They looked at the longsword in Luo Chen’s hand, their eyes full of unwillingness and helplessness.
Watching the retreating backs of the surrendering cultivators, a cold smile appeared on Luo Chen’s lips.
He knew that although the situation had been extremely dangerous, he had ultimately resolved the crisis with his strength and wisdom.
He turned to Qing Shuang, their eyes meeting in the air, and without words, they understood each other completely.

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