After three hits, the trajectory of the giant black gun was deflected by thirty degrees, passing by a few inches in front of Zhuo Wen's body, and the strong wind howled, blowing off Zhuo Wen's endless long hair and robes.

Boom!

After the giant black gun deflected its direction, it was directly inserted into the ground, and then countless cracks spread out on the ground in an instant. The cracks spread out in all directions like spider webs, and a terrifying ring-shaped air wave spread out in all directions.

The general who was standing close to him, the moment he came into contact with this wave of air, his pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but backed up again and again. He groaned and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The aftermath of this spear was so terrifying, but Mu Zhuo, who was only in the Profound Sacred Realm, unexpectedly escaped the spear that originally targeted him, what kind of monster is this kid!

Zhuo Wen was not unscathed. At this moment, he stepped on the void with both feet, stepped back step by step, and barely stopped until he was more than ten feet away. The fingers of his right hand trembled unnaturally, and his face turned pale. .

"Is it luck?" Qing Cang frowned and said to himself.

The Gorefiend's eyes were shining brightly. He stared straight at Zhuowen, but his heart became more and more surprised. Zhuowen's strength was beyond his expectation.

Just now, Zhuo Wen's timing of his shot was too accurate. If he took a slow step or a quick step, he might be directly pierced by the giant black gun. place.

It is precisely because of this that Zhuo Wen pointed at the void and tapped the giant black gun three times in the end, completely deflecting the giant black gun from the track, and dodging the killer shot of Zangfeng.

This process seems simple, but it is extremely dangerous. You must know that this is a full-strength shot of a saint who has cultivated in the heaven-defying holy realm.

Of course, the Gorefiend thought to himself that he couldn't do what Zhuo Wen did. With accurate timing, he shot the lore of the heaven-defying holy realm and blasted him off the track with a kind of ingenuity.

Originally paying attention to the stone crack that fell on the blood tripod, his pupils shrank involuntarily, but at the moment Zang Feng shot, his attention was on that spear.

With his cultivation base, he naturally noticed that Zangfeng's spear did not hold back at all, this spear was enough to kill any saint below the Yangtian Holy Realm.

Originally, from Shi Lie's point of view, the guy named Mu Zhuo, whose cultivation base was not in the Xuanxuan Sacred Realm, would surely die under this shot. But he still doesn't think this son can live under this gun.

But the fact that he was slapped in the face, Mu Zhuo, relying on precise calculations and keen senses, actually found out the weakness of the giant black spear, and with his own strength, slapped the giant black spear. Boom off track.

Although Shi Li did not notice the power that Mu Zhuo used, but Mu Zhuo's keen sense, precise calculation, and super fighting consciousness made Shi Li admire him.

Shi Lie knew very well that Mu Zhuo's current cultivation base was too low. If his cultivation base was the same as his, with Mu Zhuo's fighting awareness, Shi Lie knew that this child was definitely a very strong opponent.

Whoosh!

A black shadow came violently and landed beside the huge black gun stuck upside down on the ground. With a sudden thrust of his right hand, he grabbed the handle of the huge black gun.

Zang Feng pulled out the giant black gun. He stared coldly at Zhuo Wen in the distance, but there was a trace of surprise in his heart. He didn't expect that the killing shot just now was dodged by this son. up.

"This kid has a really strong sense of combat, but his face is so unfamiliar that I can't recognize him at all."

Xue Hentian, who was sitting on a high position, stared at Zhuo Wen like a torch. Originally, Zhuo Wen's cultivation base of the Shattered Profound Sage was completely ignored by him.

But the scene just now was so stunning that even Xue Hentian couldn't help showing his astonishment.

On the elevated seats, many watching guests also started talking about Mu Zhuo's origin. Of course, the conclusion is that Mu Zhuo's origin is mysterious.

"You...very good, you dared to kill Biao Fei in front of me, did you not pay attention to me, Zang Feng?"

Zang Feng's eyes were red, and he looked extremely strange. He walked towards Zhuo Wen step by step, and a momentum like a volcanic eruption erupted from his body.

This aura is terrifying, and the coercion in the surrounding Scarlet Storm seems to be dispelled by this aura.

"Hehe, Brother Blood General, you helper is really daring. How dare you kill Biao Fei in front of the Chief Supervisor? This is simply an act of contempt for the Chief Executive!" Qing Cang said in a tone-deaf way.

The Gorefiend frowned slightly, cupped his hands in the direction of Zang Feng, and said in a clear voice: "My lord, brother Mu is my helper, and he is a newcomer to the Blood Refining Mansion, so he doesn't understand the rules of the Blood Refining Mansion. It is understandable to be unclear, I hope that the general manager has a lot of people, and he can spare Brother Mu this time."

The blood demon's words were impeccable, and he saved a lot of face for Zang Feng, and he also said that Zhuo Wen is a newcomer who has just arrived, so newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, all of this is understandable.

However, Zang Feng glanced at the blood demon coldly, and said indifferently: "If there are no rules, there will be no circle! Just now, the manager has reminded this Mu Zhuo not to kill a person with a general position. Not only did this son turn a deaf ear to it, he even turned a blind eye to it in front of the manager. Killing Biao Fei in front of him is a provocation to the Director, and also a provocation to the Palace Master and even the Blood Refining Mansion."

"If you don't get rid of this son today, what will be the prestige of Xuelian Mansion in the future?"

Speaking of this, Zang Feng kept walking towards Zhuo Wen step by step, and every step he took, his aura also rose accordingly.

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, only to see that the yellow color on his fingertips turned into twelve drops of yellow spring again, lingering around his body.

This Zangfeng is very strong, and the heaven-defying holy realm brings him great pressure. Zhuo Wen is very clear that with his current strength, he is no match for this Zangfeng at all, unless he recruits the Dacheng Saint Physique.

"It seems that Zang Feng is not going to give up. It seems that he can only fuse the external incarnation of Dacheng Holy Physique into his body."

Zhuo Wen sighed softly, and with a thought, he planned to wake up the Dacheng Holy Body who was still refining the golden thunder quenching slurry in the Canglong Temple, and let it fuse with the main body.

However, when he hadn't summoned the great holy body, the Palace Master Xue Hentian, who had been sitting in a high position, suddenly stood up.

Seeing Xue Hentian condescending, looking down at the people below, he suddenly said: "Zang Feng, stop! Since this Mu Zhuo is new here, it's fine if he doesn't know the rules, don't hinder the journey of the first level!" JrNovels.com