When Zhuo Wen came in front of Shui Zhe, he suddenly stepped on the side with his right foot, and his whole body disappeared in front of Shui Zhe as if teleported.

boom!

Shui Zhe's day and day golden wheel swung out violently, but what it hit was just a phantom.

"what happened?"

The attack was missed, causing Shui Zhe to fall into a brief astonishment.

It was this brief moment of astonishment that made Shui Zhe reveal a fatal flaw, and Zhuo Wen had already slipped behind Shui Zhe at some point.

Pooh!

The Nine Star Bagua Spear pierced out without a sound, directly piercing into Shui Zhe's back. The sound of the sharp weapon piercing into the flesh, coupled with the scene of blood gushing out, looked so tragic at this moment.

Shui Zhe froze suddenly, then turned his head slowly, fixed his eyes on the indifferent young man behind him, wanted to speak, but spit out a mouthful of blood, unable to speak.

"Die!"

Zhuo Wen was expressionless. After saying this, he clenched the body of the gun with his right hand and spun it violently. Suddenly, the Nine Star Bagua Gun spun at a high speed. run around.

Pooh!

Shui Zhe only had time to scream, but he was affected by this terrifying holy power, and his whole body exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

As for Shui Zhe's Nascent Soul, Zhuo Wen grabbed it in his hands, pressed it unceremoniously into the center of his eyebrows, and handed it to Cheng Huang to deal with.

In the sky of the seventh arena, there was an extremely tragic rain of blood.

Shui Zhe, the first genius in the Altar of Immortality in the Nether Realm, died tragically on the seventh ring at this moment, which was beyond everyone's expectation.

The smile on the face of the undead old monster froze, and all the senior officials of the undead altar behind him also fell silent.

Huaxianzi, Shazi and Yasha, who were still talking about each other, also froze in place.

The attention of the three people first looked at Zhuo Wen who was suspended in mid-air, and then at Yang Yi who was leaning on the stone pillar and seemed to be dozing off. The eyes of the three were full of doubts.

Now, what Wen Zhuo did was exactly as Yang Yi expected, he killed Shui Zhe directly.

Could it be that the dark horse Wen Zhuo who suddenly appeared was someone Yang Yi knew well?

With this kind of doubt, the three of them looked at Zhuo Wen's eyes and became jealous. Being able to kill Shui Zhe was enough to prove how powerful the latter was.

"This Zhuo Wen is actually so strong?" Qing Longzi frowned in the first ring, thinking to himself.

"Little beast, you actually killed Shui Zhe? You little beast."

At the moment when everyone fell into silence, a shocking roar sounded from the square platform where the Netherworld of Death was located.

Immediately, everyone was astonished to discover that on the square platform of the Netherworld Realm, the undead old monster with red eyes, stepped on the square platform with his right foot, and was heading towards the Jiuyou rooftop.

The undead old monster is worthy of being the existence of the peak of Xuansheng. Jiuyou Tiantai has a strong restriction, but this guy stepped across the white jade long bridge abruptly and came directly to the edge of Jiuyou Tiantai.

However, the moment the undead old monster hadn't entered the Jiuyou rooftop, a terrifying and majestic force crushed it heavily, causing the undead old monster's expression to change drastically, he groaned, and backed up again and again.

"Get lost! It's not your turn to intervene in the matter of the Nine Serenities Conference."

Cao Rong stood above the Jiuyou rooftop, staring coldly at the undead monster.

"Master Cao Rong, this son is a traitor. He actually killed people openly at the Jiuyou Conference. It's too arrogant. We can't condone such little beasts."

The undead old monster stabilized his figure and stared at Cao Rong fearfully, but he didn't dare to make any mistakes.

Cao Rong is not only a heavenly saint, but also a member of the Chaos Temple. Whether it is strength or the forces behind him, he is not an existence that the undead altar can contend with. The undead old monster is very afraid.

"There will inevitably be casualties in the battle. Why do you care so much? And I didn't say that you can't kill people in the ring, so this Zhuo Wen is not breaking the rules." Cao Rong said lightly.

The face of the undead old monster was stagnant, his eyes were cloudy, and finally he sighed softly: "In this case, Mr. Cao Rong should also return the day and sun golden wheel to us, that thing is the mysterious holy weapon of my immortal altar. "

"This day and day golden wheel is not bad, so I take it as my spoils of war and reluctantly accept it."

At this moment, with a move with his right hand, Zhuo Wen held the Day Ri Golden Wheel in his hand, looked at it carefully for a while, and then stuffed the Golden Wheel into the spirit ring without blushing.

Seeing this scene, the undead old monster was so angry that he almost wanted to kill, but Cao Rong was in front of him, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

Cao Rong just glanced at Zhuo Wen behind him, and said calmly: "Since the person was killed by Wen Zhuo, the things on the person he killed are indeed Wen Zhuo's spoils. How to distribute the things is his freedom."

The face of the undead monster changed slightly, but he dared not speak out, he just gave Zhuo Wen a fierce look, and could only return to the square platform embarrassingly. JrNovels.com