Chapter: 1658
Sure enough, when the head of the Xiaoyao Sect turned around to look around, he knocked and saw that Zhuo Wen had already swooped towards the two somewhat sluggish Celestial Elders behind him.
"You two run away quickly."
The head of the Xiaoyao Sect shouted loudly, with a trace of anxiety in his voice. Now Zhuo Wen's strength is more terrifying than before. At that time, Zhuo Wen had the strength to kill Tianzun in the early stage, and now it is even more easy.
The moment the shouts from Xiaoyaomen appeared, the two Zhang Lai realized something was wrong, and then they saw Zhuo Wen who was rushing towards him, and panic appeared on their faces.
"Run!"
Just now the old man in white robe yelled angrily, and then rushed straight to the rear and fled, while the other reacted a little slower, but Zhuo Wen had already caught up to him just because of such a moment of stupefaction.
"die!"
Zhuo Wen swung his blood gun violently, and the terrifying blood energy immediately gathered, and dense blood-colored gun shadows completely enveloped the slow-moving old man.
"Ah!" A scream suddenly sounded, and then the old man was drowned by the shadow of the bloody gun, and then turned into a blood mist.
"This bastard!"
The head of Xiaoyaomen's face was extremely ugly. He didn't expect that one of their Xiaoyaomen's Tianzun elders died. Now, among the five Tianzun elders, only the white-robed old man who had fled was left, and the remaining four were all killed by Zhuo Wen.
"I want you to die!"
The head of the Xiaoyao Sect let out an angry roar, the purple thunder on his body was extremely violent, and rushed towards Zhuo Wen, forming a terrifying and huge thunder bridge across the sky.
Zhuo Wen's blood eyes were full of indifference, and when he spit out the palm of his right hand, bloody energy gushed out, forming a round bloody barrier in front of him.
boom!
The purple thunder filled the air, bombarding the round blood-colored barrier, and it just let the blood-colored barrier shake for a while, but it didn't move at all. At the same time, Zhuo Wen flew out like a big roc, and fled towards that place in an instant. The old man in white robe chased after him.
With the blessing of three pairs of Thunder Wing and Blood Demon, Zhuo Wen's speed was unbelievably fast, and he caught up with the white-robed old man in an instant.
"You can't escape."
Zhuo Wensen's cold voice sounded, and then his right palm slammed down with a powerful and terrifying force.
The white-robed old man only felt the cold wind blowing behind him, and then realized that Zhuo Wen had appeared behind him at some point, and saw that Zhuo Wen's right hand was raised high, and there were constantly changing blood cells in his palm. , but the power contained in it faintly frightened the old man in white robe.
"Block me!"
The white-robed old man's eyes flickered coldly. He knew that it was the moment of desperate effort and he must do his best. Then he saw his right hand formed into a palm, and the white light burst out in the palm, and he slammed at Zhuo Wen fiercely.
Boom!
When the two palms touched, the white light on the right palm of the old man in white robe was extinguished instantly like a candle in the wind, and then the strange blood cells in Zhuo Wen's palm began to swell, and the terrifying blood-colored energy gushed out and penetrated into the white robe In the old man's body.
"ah!"
There was a scream, and the right arm of the old man in white robe was eroded by the bloody energy, and it was completely smashed into powder, and Zhuo Wen was so powerful that his left palm, which was ready to go, was facing the white robe from bottom to top. The old man went straight to the chest.
Pooh!
The left palm was heavily imprinted on the chest of the white-robed old man, and a strange blood burst out, and the face of the white-robed old man showed extreme pain, bleeding from seven orifices, and his face was pale.
"die!"
Zhuo Wen kept his composure, and spat out the power from his left palm again. The old man in white robe didn't even make a sound, and exploded into a cloud of blood mist. Annihilation, there is no chance of escape at all.
So far, all five elders of Xiaoyaomen have fallen into the hands of Zhuo Wen!
When the old man in white robe exploded into a cloud of blood mist, many people below the square fell into a sluggish look. Although Zhuo Wen's fighting power was terrifying from the beginning, everyone spoke highly of him.
But this time, this son killed the remaining three Tianzun elders under the nose of Xiaoyao Sect Master. Doesn't it mean that this son's combat power is not weaker than this Xiaoyao Sect Master?
At this moment, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect opened his angry eyes, his beard and hair swelled, the young head of the Xiaoyao Sect died, and Bai Yixue also died, and now the five elders who are the pillars of the Xiaoyao Sect are also dead.
Even if his Xiaoyaomen can kill Zhuo Wen this time, then their Xiaoyaomen have been completely damaged, and they will no longer be as brilliant as before, and all this is caused by the hateful young man with bloody eyes in front of him of.
Seeing the expression of Xiaoyao Sect Master choosing someone to devour, Zhuo Wen acted extremely calmly, and then he saw his blood spear swung violently, pointing the sharp spear point at Xiaoyao Sect Master, and said indifferently: "Go on!" Now it's your turn, old dog."
"Ah! I must make your death ugly."
The head of the Xiaoyao Sect raised his head and roared angrily, and then he stepped out with the sole of his foot, not in the direction of Zhuo Wen, but in the direction of the huge stone statue in front of Xiaoyao Square.
This stone statue is the image of the first generation of Xiaoyaomen, and it was also cast by Xiaoyaomen in memory of the first generation of Xiaoyaomen who created such a prosperous Xituo City and the powerful Xiaoyaomen.
"What is Xiaoyao Sect Master trying to do? Why did he suddenly step on the stone statue of the first generation Xiaoyao Sect Master?" JrNovels.com
"You two run away quickly."
The head of the Xiaoyao Sect shouted loudly, with a trace of anxiety in his voice. Now Zhuo Wen's strength is more terrifying than before. At that time, Zhuo Wen had the strength to kill Tianzun in the early stage, and now it is even more easy.
The moment the shouts from Xiaoyaomen appeared, the two Zhang Lai realized something was wrong, and then they saw Zhuo Wen who was rushing towards him, and panic appeared on their faces.
"Run!"
Just now the old man in white robe yelled angrily, and then rushed straight to the rear and fled, while the other reacted a little slower, but Zhuo Wen had already caught up to him just because of such a moment of stupefaction.
"die!"
Zhuo Wen swung his blood gun violently, and the terrifying blood energy immediately gathered, and dense blood-colored gun shadows completely enveloped the slow-moving old man.
"Ah!" A scream suddenly sounded, and then the old man was drowned by the shadow of the bloody gun, and then turned into a blood mist.
"This bastard!"
The head of Xiaoyaomen's face was extremely ugly. He didn't expect that one of their Xiaoyaomen's Tianzun elders died. Now, among the five Tianzun elders, only the white-robed old man who had fled was left, and the remaining four were all killed by Zhuo Wen.
"I want you to die!"
The head of the Xiaoyao Sect let out an angry roar, the purple thunder on his body was extremely violent, and rushed towards Zhuo Wen, forming a terrifying and huge thunder bridge across the sky.
Zhuo Wen's blood eyes were full of indifference, and when he spit out the palm of his right hand, bloody energy gushed out, forming a round bloody barrier in front of him.
boom!
The purple thunder filled the air, bombarding the round blood-colored barrier, and it just let the blood-colored barrier shake for a while, but it didn't move at all. At the same time, Zhuo Wen flew out like a big roc, and fled towards that place in an instant. The old man in white robe chased after him.
With the blessing of three pairs of Thunder Wing and Blood Demon, Zhuo Wen's speed was unbelievably fast, and he caught up with the white-robed old man in an instant.
"You can't escape."
Zhuo Wensen's cold voice sounded, and then his right palm slammed down with a powerful and terrifying force.
The white-robed old man only felt the cold wind blowing behind him, and then realized that Zhuo Wen had appeared behind him at some point, and saw that Zhuo Wen's right hand was raised high, and there were constantly changing blood cells in his palm. , but the power contained in it faintly frightened the old man in white robe.
"Block me!"
The white-robed old man's eyes flickered coldly. He knew that it was the moment of desperate effort and he must do his best. Then he saw his right hand formed into a palm, and the white light burst out in the palm, and he slammed at Zhuo Wen fiercely.
Boom!
When the two palms touched, the white light on the right palm of the old man in white robe was extinguished instantly like a candle in the wind, and then the strange blood cells in Zhuo Wen's palm began to swell, and the terrifying blood-colored energy gushed out and penetrated into the white robe In the old man's body.
"ah!"
There was a scream, and the right arm of the old man in white robe was eroded by the bloody energy, and it was completely smashed into powder, and Zhuo Wen was so powerful that his left palm, which was ready to go, was facing the white robe from bottom to top. The old man went straight to the chest.
Pooh!
The left palm was heavily imprinted on the chest of the white-robed old man, and a strange blood burst out, and the face of the white-robed old man showed extreme pain, bleeding from seven orifices, and his face was pale.
"die!"
Zhuo Wen kept his composure, and spat out the power from his left palm again. The old man in white robe didn't even make a sound, and exploded into a cloud of blood mist. Annihilation, there is no chance of escape at all.
So far, all five elders of Xiaoyaomen have fallen into the hands of Zhuo Wen!
When the old man in white robe exploded into a cloud of blood mist, many people below the square fell into a sluggish look. Although Zhuo Wen's fighting power was terrifying from the beginning, everyone spoke highly of him.
But this time, this son killed the remaining three Tianzun elders under the nose of Xiaoyao Sect Master. Doesn't it mean that this son's combat power is not weaker than this Xiaoyao Sect Master?
At this moment, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect opened his angry eyes, his beard and hair swelled, the young head of the Xiaoyao Sect died, and Bai Yixue also died, and now the five elders who are the pillars of the Xiaoyao Sect are also dead.
Even if his Xiaoyaomen can kill Zhuo Wen this time, then their Xiaoyaomen have been completely damaged, and they will no longer be as brilliant as before, and all this is caused by the hateful young man with bloody eyes in front of him of.
Seeing the expression of Xiaoyao Sect Master choosing someone to devour, Zhuo Wen acted extremely calmly, and then he saw his blood spear swung violently, pointing the sharp spear point at Xiaoyao Sect Master, and said indifferently: "Go on!" Now it's your turn, old dog."
"Ah! I must make your death ugly."
The head of the Xiaoyao Sect raised his head and roared angrily, and then he stepped out with the sole of his foot, not in the direction of Zhuo Wen, but in the direction of the huge stone statue in front of Xiaoyao Square.
This stone statue is the image of the first generation of Xiaoyaomen, and it was also cast by Xiaoyaomen in memory of the first generation of Xiaoyaomen who created such a prosperous Xituo City and the powerful Xiaoyaomen.
"What is Xiaoyao Sect Master trying to do? Why did he suddenly step on the stone statue of the first generation Xiaoyao Sect Master?" JrNovels.com
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