Obviously, Wu Jue intends to kill Zhuo Wen with one blow and completely wipe out Zhuo Wen's soul. Such methods are not vicious!

The corner of Shui Han's mouth was slightly raised, and he looked down at Zhuo Wen from a high position. He knew that in the next moment, the young man in front of him would soon become a cold corpse.

Ni Boxue and Jing Xue were expressionless. They were not even interested in seeing Zhuo Wen. What they were thinking about now was how to divide the Ziwei Galaxy to their advantage.

Pooh!

Suddenly, blood mist erupted behind Zhuo Wen, and then there was a scream, and Wujue's right hand holding the dagger was cut off at some point.

"Remember, the person who killed you is named Zhuo Wen!"

Zhuo Wen held the Ziyao Xinghe Excalibur in his hand, looked at it lightly and covered his broken arm, his face was full of five senses of fear, he slashed out with a sword in his right hand, and the purple sword light rushed out, turning into a purple overpass in midair.

Wujue wanted to avoid it, but unfortunately, the sword light was too fast, and his body was directly pierced by the purple bridge, and then his whole body exploded into a blood mist, and his body disappeared.

Shui Han's face suddenly froze, and Ni Boxue and Jing Xue, who were originally indifferent, paid attention to Zhuo Wen for the first time.

"I like to give people two chances. You wasted one chance, so you still have another chance. Now I will ask you again, when did the Ziwei Sect be destroyed?" Zhuo Wen held a sword in his right hand, his white clothes fluttered, and his eyes fell On Shui Han with an ugly face.

Shui Han was trembling with anger. He was the majestic master of the second-level galaxy, but he was questioned by a true god of disaster.

What's even more exasperating is that the true god of this disaster was so arrogant that he threatened to give him another chance, which really didn't make sense.

"kill him!"

Shui Han's voice was full of murderous intent, and the five subordinates behind him rushed out one after another, rushing towards Zhuo Wen.

This time, Shui Han brought six subordinates, all of whom were true gods. After Wu Jue was killed, these five remained.

The strength of these five people is not bad, four of them are true gods of one calamity, and the other is the strongest, and his cultivation has reached the level of true gods.

With such a lineup, even the ordinary True God of the Second Calamity may fall under the siege of this lineup.

"Okay, you don't have any chance!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes turned cold, and he slashed out with a sword. The sword shadows flew and turned into sword shadows and thorns, like countless snake shadows, enveloping all five people.

Now that Zhuo Wen has advanced to the rank of true god, the power of "Swordsmanship that Destroys Dao" can be exerted is also extremely powerful. The move of stabbing thorns with the sword alone is much stronger than before.

The five people were caught off guard, and were extremely embarrassed by the sword piercing the thorns.

Zhuo Wen, on the other hand, was strolling in the garden, slowly shuttled through the thorn bushes, his speed was extremely fast, and only a purple shadow could be seen faintly.

Pooh!

In the purple shadow, accompanied by a purple sword light.

The sword light was like lightning, and it quickly shuttled through the roars of the five people, splashing out sharp blood, and then burst out a series of heads.

The moment Ziying passed through the thorn bushes, Zhuo Wen raised his sword, and five heads flew away, blood raining like rain.

"you��"

Shui Han's face was full of shock, he stared at Zhuo Wen, five true gods teamed up, and one of them was the second calamity true god, and he was not the enemy of this person with one move.

What kind of monster is this person? He is obviously just a true god of disaster, but he actually kills a true god like a dog.

Ni Boxue and Jing Xue were also shocked, and they couldn't figure out why the young man in front of him was obviously just a true god of disasters, so why his erupting combat power was so terrifying, it was simply against the sky.

"It's up to you next!"

Zhuo Wen turned his head, his eyes were as indifferent as a demon.

Seeing Zhuo Wen's indifferent gaze, Shui Han's heart trembled, showing a hint of fear.

He actually showed fear in the face of a true God of One Calamity, which was unimaginable to him before.

"Wait a minute! If you have something to discuss, I think you are also here for the Ziwei sect. Why don't we share this Ziwei galaxy equally with you." Shui Han said quickly.

Zhuo Wen's combat power was not weaker than him at all, and even a little bit beyond his expectations, so he didn't dare to confront it head-on.

"I said, I gave you two chances, but you were not sure, so sorry, you have no chance now!"

Zhuo Wen ignored Shui Han's soft words at all, kicked his right foot, and stabbed out with a sword, using the first appearance of the sword light.

A flash of sword light, like the rising sun, moved towards Shui Han's eyebrows at an extremely fast speed.

Shui Han was startled and angry, he knew that the young man in front of him was going to fight him. JrNovels.com