This punch was powerful and heavy, and all the power of the holy body was concentrated on this punch.

Wu Zhantian let out a muffled snort, his waist bent like an overcooked shrimp, and blood spewed out like a faucet that wasn't tightened tightly, and then his body began to disintegrate, like porcelain, the surface was covered with cracks.

Pooh!

Zhuo Wen took a few steps back and stared at the staring Wu Zhantian indifferently, only to see that the latter was spitting out blood continuously, and the law of destruction and the law of lightning surrounded his body, as if he was resisting some powerful force.

Click!

Wu Zhantian's face was ferocious, and his eyes were full of pain. In the end, Wu Zhantian was shattered into pieces under countless astonished eyes.

"This...Wu Zhantian is dead?"

The square became even more silent than before, and this silence was extremely strange, no one spoke, and their movements were surprisingly consistent, with their mouths wide open, as if they were sluggish.

"No! Brother."

Wu Yerong's pretty face was as pale as snow, Yuzu stepped back a few steps, her beautiful eyes were full of fear, doubt and disbelief.

"You bastard! How dare you kill Zhan Tian."

A suppressed beast-like roar suddenly exploded out of thin air. The great elder's eyes were red, and he rushed towards him almost like crazy.

"Battle days!"

At the moment when the Great Elder stormed over, Marquis Wu, who had been watching from a distance, completely froze, his face turned from red to blue, then from blue to purple, and finally let out a hoarse roar.

"That's Marquis Wu, the suzerain of the Sacred Martial Sect. My God, this He Wen has caused a catastrophe, and he actually killed Wu Zhantian."

"After all, this is a life-and-death battle. Life and death are left to fate. This move by Shengwuzong obviously does not pay attention to the rules."

"Keep your voice down. After all, this is the territory of the Sacred Martial Sect, and Wu Zhantian is the most powerful genius of the Sacred Martial Sect. If he died like this, you really think that the Sacred Martial Sect will give up. It's too naive."

The moment they saw Marquis Wu's approaching figure, many fighters in the square retreated hundreds of meters in unison. The power of a saint is much more terrifying than that of a half-saint, so they naturally dare not approach easily.

Of course, many people looked at He Wen with a hint of pity.

This He Wen's strength was indeed beyond everyone's expectations, but no matter how powerful this son is, he is not a saint after all, and he might not be the opponent of the Great Elder and Marquis Wu at all.

"Marquis Wu is far away from here, and it may take about ten breaths to get here. If I can use this time to deal with the elder of the Saint Wuzong, and then use the law of the void to escape, it should be enough."

At the moment when the Great Elder and Marquis Wu rushed over at the same time, Zhuo Wen's mind was running fast. As for the disciples of the Saint Martial Sect who were sent by the Great Elder to surround them, they were directly ignored by Zhuo Wen.

The current Zhuo Wen, even if he doesn't use the power of the Eucharist, should be regarded as an invincible existence among the semi-saints.

"Kill this Great Elder!"

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen was extremely decisive, stepped forward, and did something that no one expected.

Not only did Zhuo Wen not run away, but he rushed towards the aggressively approaching Great Elder, apparently intending to confront the Great Elder head-on.

"Does this He Wen think that after killing Wu Zhantian, he feels that he has the strength to fight Xuansheng? Although the elder of the Holy Martial Sect is only in the Xuanxuan realm, he is not able to deal with him who has not yet become a saint. of."

Everyone around looked weird, and some even thought that Zhuo Wen was crazy.

Even the Great Elder showed a look of astonishment, but soon, this trace of astonishment was replaced by ferocity and coldness. The guy who has not been sanctified dared to face him directly, and he simply didn't know how the word "death" was written.

"Don't kill him, wait for me to come over."

Marquis Wu's loud voice sounded, the Great Elder nodded slightly, grinned and said, "Don't worry, the suzerain, the old man will not kill this son, but if this son is missing an arm or a leg, I don't think the suzerain will mind too much, right?"

"As long as you don't kill him, the rest is up to you." Marquis Wu said flatly.

A brighter smile appeared on the corner of the Great Elder's mouth, and he responded lightly, and immediately descended in front of Zhuo Wen like a roc spreading its wings.

The law mastered by this great elder is only the gold system law in the ordinary five elements law. I saw strands of gold spreading all over his body, and then turned into dozens of golden swords in front of him.

Every golden sword is surrounded by lifelike golden dragons, with the magnificent momentum of swallowing the sun and the moon.

"The golden sword swallows the sun and the moon!"

With a sneer, the Great Elder squeezed his sword fingers, and dozens of golden swords rushed out, towards Zhuo Wen's body.

However, it was obvious that the Great Elder did not intend to kill Zhuowen, and the direction of his golden sword was not Zhuowen's vital point, but the insignificant limbs and other parts.

Seeing the move of the Great Elder, Zhuo Wen sneered in his heart again and again, and suddenly, golden light burst out all over his body, and strands of golden veins spread all over his body.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen's body seemed to contain a huge and blazing sun, and the vast aura made the Great Elder's face change drastically. JrNovels.com