Chapter: 1240
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the soldier flew upside down like a butterfly with broken wings, and hit the ground heavily more than ten meters away. After struggling a few times, he was completely motionless.
"What? Killed three rounds of extreme emperor realm fighters with one punch? Why is this kid so terrifying?"
Everyone's eyes focused on the motionless soldier not far away. Everyone knew that the soldier was probably dead.
But at any rate, this is a three-wheeled emperor-level warrior, and he was killed with a single punch, which is too terrifying!
The smile on Nalan Hongyu's face froze, her beautiful eyes fixed on Zhuo Wen, and said coldly: "Do you dare to kill my people from the Holy Light City?"
"He wants to kill me, so why can't I kill him?" Zhuo Wen sneered.
Nalan Hongyu looked gloomy, and said indifferently: "Let's go together! I want this son to stay here forever."
As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen soldiers in armor around Nalan Hongyu turned into afterimages and rushed towards Zhuo Wen in the center.
"Well done!"
Zhuo Wen sneered, stomped his feet, and three pairs of thunder wings emerged from his back, turning his whole body into an ethereal thunderbolt.
Everyone saw a bolt of lightning passing over a dozen soldiers, and then the figures of the dozen soldiers froze immediately, and then flew upside down one after another, hitting the ground tens of meters away, struggling in pain and screaming continuously .
A thunder shadow flashed past and appeared in the center of the open space, revealing a tall and straight figure.
"It's best not to mess with me again, or you won't just pay such a small price next time!"
His cold eyes glanced at Nalan Hongyu, causing the latter to take a few steps back involuntarily. Zhuo Wen found a rather remote corner and waited silently for the opening ceremony of the Holy Sect.
Now his goal is the holy sect's rock wall of enlightenment, so he doesn't want to cause trouble so quickly.
Hiss!
Looking at the dozen or so soldiers who were knocked into the air in an instant, everyone couldn't help but gasp. More than a dozen soldiers from the three rounds of the Imperial Realm were defeated by this mysterious young man in a single encounter. This speed is too fast, right? !
"Who is this son? Why have you never heard of it before?"
"I've never heard of it, but this son is very powerful. I'm afraid he will definitely be able to enter the Holy Sect this time."
"That's right, this kid is at least at the Four-wheel Emperor Realm, so it's no problem for him to enter the Holy Sect."
The sound of discussion was also accompanied by an uproar. Everyone's eyes couldn't help but glance at the corner where Zhuo Wen was, discussing the latter's origin and identity.
Zhuo Wen didn't care about the comments around him, no matter how others guessed, it was impossible to guess that Zhuo Wen was not a warrior in this world at all.
Nalan Hongyu's beautiful eyes flickered, and she didn't provoke Zhuo Wen anymore. The strength Zhuo Wen showed just now made her know that this kid is much stronger than her, and she should not be provoked easily.
However, Nalan Hongyu's beautiful eyes were full of resentment and resentment, and Zhuo Wen's behavior undoubtedly made her lose face in front of everyone.
The sun rose three poles, and finally the majestic mountain gate of the Holy Sect slowly opened under the expectant eyes of everyone, and a group of people swept out from it.
In front of this group of people, the aura of the two figures was particularly strong. One of them was dressed in a black robe with an indifferent expression, and the other was an old man with a mole between his eyebrows.
Behind these two people, there are twenty young people who are not very old. These young people are surprisingly uniformly dressed, and they should be disciples of the Holy Sect.
Looking at the man in black robe leading the team and the old man with a mole, Zhuo Wen raised his eyebrows. The strength of these two people is not weak. According to his induction, the man in black robe should be around the eighth round of Emperor Realm, while the old man His strength is a bit inferior, and he is a strong person in the Seventh Round Emperor Realm.
This kind of cultivation can indeed completely suppress the flow of people at the foot of the mountain, because among this flow of people, the strongest is only the fifth-round emperor.
"Hehe! Today is the founding ceremony of the Holy Sect, and I would like to thank you all for your support!" The old man with black mole said with a smile.
"Bai Lao, don't talk nonsense, just take out the test stele and test it!" the black-robed man said coldly.
The black mole old man named Bai Lao nodded, waved his sleeves, and immediately, twenty huge stone tablets fell from the sky. If you look carefully, ten orbs are inlaid on the surface of these huge stone tablets from bottom to top. Quite gorgeous.
"This is the test stele, and you all have seen that there are ten orbs inlaid on the surface of the test stele!"
"The test stele tests the comprehensive results of your aptitude and strength. The more gemstones that can light up the orbs in the stele, the better the score will be!"
After finishing speaking, the man in black robe said to the twenty disciples of the Holy Sect behind him: "You twenty people are each in charge of a stele, there must be no mistakes!"
"yes!"
The twenty disciples of the Holy Sect agreed, and immediately turned into twenty streaks of light, and came to their respective steles, ready to preside over the test of the steles.
"Second Uncle! Do you still remember me?"
Just as the black-robed man finished speaking, a rather crisp voice sounded, which attracted the attention of the black-robed man and everyone around him.
A beautiful figure suddenly came to the mountain gate, standing beside the man in black robe, with a playful smile on his pretty face. JrNovels.com
"What? Killed three rounds of extreme emperor realm fighters with one punch? Why is this kid so terrifying?"
Everyone's eyes focused on the motionless soldier not far away. Everyone knew that the soldier was probably dead.
But at any rate, this is a three-wheeled emperor-level warrior, and he was killed with a single punch, which is too terrifying!
The smile on Nalan Hongyu's face froze, her beautiful eyes fixed on Zhuo Wen, and said coldly: "Do you dare to kill my people from the Holy Light City?"
"He wants to kill me, so why can't I kill him?" Zhuo Wen sneered.
Nalan Hongyu looked gloomy, and said indifferently: "Let's go together! I want this son to stay here forever."
As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen soldiers in armor around Nalan Hongyu turned into afterimages and rushed towards Zhuo Wen in the center.
"Well done!"
Zhuo Wen sneered, stomped his feet, and three pairs of thunder wings emerged from his back, turning his whole body into an ethereal thunderbolt.
Everyone saw a bolt of lightning passing over a dozen soldiers, and then the figures of the dozen soldiers froze immediately, and then flew upside down one after another, hitting the ground tens of meters away, struggling in pain and screaming continuously .
A thunder shadow flashed past and appeared in the center of the open space, revealing a tall and straight figure.
"It's best not to mess with me again, or you won't just pay such a small price next time!"
His cold eyes glanced at Nalan Hongyu, causing the latter to take a few steps back involuntarily. Zhuo Wen found a rather remote corner and waited silently for the opening ceremony of the Holy Sect.
Now his goal is the holy sect's rock wall of enlightenment, so he doesn't want to cause trouble so quickly.
Hiss!
Looking at the dozen or so soldiers who were knocked into the air in an instant, everyone couldn't help but gasp. More than a dozen soldiers from the three rounds of the Imperial Realm were defeated by this mysterious young man in a single encounter. This speed is too fast, right? !
"Who is this son? Why have you never heard of it before?"
"I've never heard of it, but this son is very powerful. I'm afraid he will definitely be able to enter the Holy Sect this time."
"That's right, this kid is at least at the Four-wheel Emperor Realm, so it's no problem for him to enter the Holy Sect."
The sound of discussion was also accompanied by an uproar. Everyone's eyes couldn't help but glance at the corner where Zhuo Wen was, discussing the latter's origin and identity.
Zhuo Wen didn't care about the comments around him, no matter how others guessed, it was impossible to guess that Zhuo Wen was not a warrior in this world at all.
Nalan Hongyu's beautiful eyes flickered, and she didn't provoke Zhuo Wen anymore. The strength Zhuo Wen showed just now made her know that this kid is much stronger than her, and she should not be provoked easily.
However, Nalan Hongyu's beautiful eyes were full of resentment and resentment, and Zhuo Wen's behavior undoubtedly made her lose face in front of everyone.
The sun rose three poles, and finally the majestic mountain gate of the Holy Sect slowly opened under the expectant eyes of everyone, and a group of people swept out from it.
In front of this group of people, the aura of the two figures was particularly strong. One of them was dressed in a black robe with an indifferent expression, and the other was an old man with a mole between his eyebrows.
Behind these two people, there are twenty young people who are not very old. These young people are surprisingly uniformly dressed, and they should be disciples of the Holy Sect.
Looking at the man in black robe leading the team and the old man with a mole, Zhuo Wen raised his eyebrows. The strength of these two people is not weak. According to his induction, the man in black robe should be around the eighth round of Emperor Realm, while the old man His strength is a bit inferior, and he is a strong person in the Seventh Round Emperor Realm.
This kind of cultivation can indeed completely suppress the flow of people at the foot of the mountain, because among this flow of people, the strongest is only the fifth-round emperor.
"Hehe! Today is the founding ceremony of the Holy Sect, and I would like to thank you all for your support!" The old man with black mole said with a smile.
"Bai Lao, don't talk nonsense, just take out the test stele and test it!" the black-robed man said coldly.
The black mole old man named Bai Lao nodded, waved his sleeves, and immediately, twenty huge stone tablets fell from the sky. If you look carefully, ten orbs are inlaid on the surface of these huge stone tablets from bottom to top. Quite gorgeous.
"This is the test stele, and you all have seen that there are ten orbs inlaid on the surface of the test stele!"
"The test stele tests the comprehensive results of your aptitude and strength. The more gemstones that can light up the orbs in the stele, the better the score will be!"
After finishing speaking, the man in black robe said to the twenty disciples of the Holy Sect behind him: "You twenty people are each in charge of a stele, there must be no mistakes!"
"yes!"
The twenty disciples of the Holy Sect agreed, and immediately turned into twenty streaks of light, and came to their respective steles, ready to preside over the test of the steles.
"Second Uncle! Do you still remember me?"
Just as the black-robed man finished speaking, a rather crisp voice sounded, which attracted the attention of the black-robed man and everyone around him.
A beautiful figure suddenly came to the mountain gate, standing beside the man in black robe, with a playful smile on his pretty face. JrNovels.com
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