"Um?"

The short-haired man frowned slightly and glanced at Wang Zixuan and the two girls.

"No...it's none of our business, we didn't do anything, we are innocent!" Feng Miaozhu was so frightened that she shook her head in defense.

"Deacon Huang, we are friends with the matchmaker, how could we harm her? You must not be deceived by the villain!"

Wang Zixuan looked mournful, put on a pitiful look, and pointed at Lu Chen: "It's that guy, he killed the matchmaker, and he was planning to blame us. We two weak women can't resist at all. Please ask Deacon Huang

Make the decision for us! Make the decision for the matchmaker!"

Seeing the miserable appearance of the two women, the already very angry man with a short hair suddenly became even more angry and said angrily: "Boy! If you are a man and dare to act like a man, how can you be a hero if you use two women to take the blame?"

"Everything I said is true. Although they are women, their vicious hearts are far beyond your imagination. If you listen to them, you will only harm others and yourself." Lu Chen warned.

"fart!"

The short-haired man glared and shouted: "Everyone has seen that you killed the matchmaker, and you still dare to quibble? It seems that you won't shed tears until you see the coffin!"

After saying that, the short-haired man stopped talking nonsense and took action directly.

He saw his long sword slash through the air, and a sharp blade shot out instantly, slashing towards Lu Chen's head.

Chase Lu didn't dodge, he just waved his hand gently.

"boom!"

The sword was instantly defeated without posing any threat.

The short-haired man seemed to have expected it. While using the light of the sword to attract attention, he moved up close and slashed towards Lu Chen's neck.

This sword is fast and fierce, with murderous intent everywhere, which shows the depth of his skill.

"Qiang!"

When he was about to kill him with one blow, Lu Chen suddenly stretched out two fingers and clamped the blade firmly.

"What?!"

Seeing this scene, the short-haired man was dumbfounded and his face was full of disbelief.

You know, his knife cuts iron like clay, but this guy in front of him can easily pinch it with two fingers. Isn't it too outrageous?

"My patience is limited, don't do it again, otherwise I won't be polite anymore." Lu Chen said coldly.

He was afraid of trouble, so he didn't want to offend Tianxiahui.

But if the world can be aggressive, he is not a soft persimmon.

"Boy! I know you are very powerful, but someone must be responsible for the matchmaker's death. You can't get out of this door today!"

The short-haired man still didn't give up. He turned his long knife, flicked Lu Chen's fingers away, and then slashed towards his waist with his backhand.

“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”

Lu Chen snorted coldly, and struck out like lightning, hitting the short-haired man on the chest with his palm.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound.

The short-haired man flew more than ten meters away in an instant, smashed a table, and fell heavily to the ground.

He was vomiting blood for a while and couldn't stand up.

Seeing this scene, the whole place was in an uproar.

No one expected that Lu Chen was so strong, and could defeat a group of world-famous masters by himself.

Who else here can subdue the opponent?

Just when everyone was looking at each other in shock and confusion.

A terrifying pressure suddenly came!
Chapter completed!