"Die to me!"

Although the bald man was shocked by Zhuowen's strength, he was also a ruthless person. He didn't care about the pain of the broken arm. He swung the meteor hammer with his remaining right hand and threw it at Zhuowen's forehead.

However, Zhuo Wen didn't dodge, the soul-destroying needle between his brows rushed out, turned into a golden light, pierced through, and entered between the bald man's brows.

Pooh!

The bald man didn't guard against Zhuo Wen's Dementor Needle at all, causing the Dementor Needle to easily enter his soul.

The power of this soul-destroying needle is far greater than before. After all, this soul-destroying needle has been re-sacrificed with Ziyao Xinghe god sand, and its restraint on the soul is much stronger than before.

Although the bald man is a powerful true god of the second calamity, once his soul is invaded by the soul-stirring needle, he will undoubtedly die.

Pooh!

Sure enough, the meteor hammer of the bald man stopped a few feet from Zhuo Wen's forehead, while he stared at him, and then slowly fell to the ground, completely dead.

The battle between Zhuo Wen and the bald man was too short. After only one round of fighting, the bald man fell to the ground like this, and his vitality was completely cut off.

Before many monks could react, they saw the bald man dead.

At this moment, the place is eerily quiet, and everyone's movements are stiff and at a loss, watching all this blankly.

"You are so courageous! How dare you kill our Illusion Sect members, don't you want to live?"

The other two monks who came with the bald man were furious, but instead of advancing, they retreated away from Zhuo Wen.

The bald man was stronger than the two of them, and even the bald man was dealt with so cleanly, let alone them.

It's a pity that at the moment when the two retreated, a terrifying murderous intent crushed them, instantly suppressing the two who retreated.

I saw the two of them sweating coldly, trembling all over, watching Zhuo Wen swinging his sword.

"No! I beg for mercy, let me go!"

One of the monks immediately knelt on the ground, completely devoid of fighting spirit, and did not dare to resist at all.

It's a pity that Zijian was ruthless, piercing through this person's neck in an instant, beheading him.

Zhuo Wen knew very well that since these two were members of the Illusion Sect, letting them go back must be a tip-off, and it would be better to get rid of them here.

Seeing that it was useless to beg for mercy, the other monk let out a low growl, took out a sword-shaped artifact, and launched a desperate resistance.

Moreover, Zhuo Wen discovered that the cultivator's attack method is mainly to use the divine sense to activate the divine sword, and the Ziyao Xinghe divine sword is specially used to cut the divine sense.

So Zhuo Wen slashed away with his sword, and the divine sword controlled by the monk wobbled suddenly, almost falling to the ground, and his consciousness was swallowed by the influence of Ziyao Xinghe divine sword.

It was at such a pause that Ziyao Xinghe Divine Sword turned and chopped off the person's head.

After killing these two people, Zhuo Wen turned his head slowly, looked at the more than 20 monks who followed him from the tunnel to pick up the sky stone, and said indifferently: "You have been exposed to my light and entered the sky stone. , but the villain sued first, do you think I'm easy to bully?"

Plop!

Plop!

...

As soon as Zhuowen finished speaking, the more than twenty monks in front of him all knelt on the ground, trembling all over, sweating profusely, and dared not look directly at Zhuowen.

"My lord! Please spare us, we... We will never again, please forgive us."

Zhuo Wen's eyes were indifferent, and although his heart was full of killing intent, he did not make a move.

These monks are not members of the Illusion Sect, but ordinary casual cultivators. Although the behavior they have shown just now is extremely despicable, it is not a death penalty.

"Brother Mo, I don't seem to let you go!"

Zhuo Wen suddenly spoke loudly, behind him Mo Ziyu, who was planning to take the old man away, froze all over, and immediately kicked his right foot, and swept towards the front of Jietianshi.

Far in front of Jietianshi, there is a gathering place for monks. Due to the distance, only the outline can be seen, but the monks here are extraordinary, and the spiritual sense has already detected the gathering place ahead.

Zhuo Wen didn't move, and threw out the Ziyao Xinghe Excalibur with his right hand. At the same time, he summoned the Thunder Fire Sword, and chased after Mo Ziyu and the two who were fleeing.

The speed of the Ziyao Xinghe Excalibur is extremely fast, and wherever it passes, purple light fills the sky, dyeing the entire sky a mysterious purple.

And Xiao Hei even sat on the hilt of the Thunder Fire Sword, sneered and sneered towards Mo Ziyu.

"Young master, you run away first, I will block them!" JrNovels.com