Xuan Zhong smiled coldly and stood in front of Zhuo Wen. The terrifying law of Xuan Ming stood in front of Zhuo Wen like a wall.

At the same time, more and more Xuanming Laws on Xuanzhong's body gathered together, and became more and more violent, and finally gathered into a giant bird that covered the sky and the sun.

The whole body of this giant bird is condensed by the law of Xuanming. When it spreads its wings, the wind that sweeps out contains an extremely terrifying coldness.

Zhuo Wen took a few steps back, staring at the giant bird behind Xuanzhong, his eyes were full of dignity, and the giant bird might be Xuanzhong's armored soul, it seemed that Xuanzhong was going to be serious.

"Haha! Lu Hantian, you can't escape my palm."

In another place, Leng Quan laughed loudly, and slapped down with a palm. Suddenly, Lu Hantian spat out a mouthful of blood without any resistance, and flew out backwards.

At the same time, Leng Quan stroked his right hand, pinched Lu Hantian's neck in his palm, and then looked at Zhuo Wen provocatively.

"Zhuowen, you really think you are the savior. You don't pay attention to my Wusheng Pagoda at all, and you try to rescue Lu Hantian in vain. You are looking for death." Leng Quan sneered and sarcastically, and there was a lot of mockery in his voice.

"Let go of him, or you will die miserably." Zhuo Wen said in a deep voice.

The smile on the corner of Leng Quan's mouth grew stronger, and he said, "Are you joking? You said that I died a miserable death, but you came to kill me instead."

As he said that, Leng Quan punched Lu Hantian in the abdomen, causing the latter to bend his back and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Come and kill me!"

Leng Quan laughed loudly, his face was full of complacency. Obviously, the matter of being defeated by Zhuo Wen just now made him very resentful, and now he vents his anger on Lu Hantian.

Pooh!

Suddenly, the smile on the corner of Leng Quan's mouth froze, and then a Jie Dao swept out from the void behind him, pierced his chest directly, and sprayed countless blood.

"this��"

Leng Quan spat out a mouthful of blood, lowered his head, and stared blankly at the Jie Dao passing through his chest, then he turned his head slowly.

Behind him, a young monk with a halo on the back of his head was staring at him indifferently.

"You... who are you?"

Leng Quan was terrified, he had never seen the young monk behind him, why did he want to kill him?

"The person who killed you!"

Buddha Wen said a word lightly, and the Jie Dao in his hand slammed across, and the golden light was shining. Suddenly, Leng Quan's body was torn apart, and the blood mist burst from the void.

"ah!"

The screams resounded through the sky, and then Leng Quan died completely, and the Nascent Soul in his body was directly collected by the Buddhist text...

Quiet, the entire wasteland of the Wusheng Pagoda was completely silent, and a needle could be heard.

Even Wu Sheng and Shao Yu, who were fighting not far away, stopped fighting and stared blankly at this scene.

At this moment, Leng Quan was beheaded and killed by a strange monk, which is really unbelievable.

"You... how dare you kill Leng Quan? I'm going to kill you."

Wu Sheng was silent for a moment, then roared to the sky, the law of martial arts surged out, and in the void behind him, condensed into a huge phantom of a martial artist thousands of feet high.

This martial artist's phantom has blurred facial features, a strong body, and every move has a terrifying power, which is extremely frightening.

Shao Yu's face changed slightly, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he also sacrificed the law of the fire system, forming a huge fire dragon, surging out, and plundering towards the phantom of the warrior.

"Go away!"

Wu Sheng gave a cold shout, jumped up, stood on the shoulder of Wu Zhexuying, with a thought, Wu Zhe Xuying's huge fist came rumblingly, and smashed on the fire dragon.

Boom!

The power of the martial artist phantom is terrifying, with this punch, the fire dragon roared and collapsed inch by inch.

Pooh!

At the same time, Shao Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, fell directly from mid-air, and hit the ground.

Wu Sheng didn't pay attention to Shao Yu at all, his eyes were red and bloodshot, staring at the Buddhist text, the phantom of the warrior under his feet stepped forward step by step, every step shook the ground and made a rumbling sound.

In an instant, it was in front of the Buddhist text, and the right hand crushed from the sky, rumbling like a mountain, and bombarded the Buddhist text.

"Amitabha, the emperor of ten thousand Buddhas!" JrNovels.com