Qian Tianjiao squinted at Zhuo Wen, and then at the Emperor Ling behind Zhuo Wen.

Di Ling's aura was very subtle, but he felt that this person was not easy to mess with.

"You are Zhuo Wen? You are really brave enough to come to my Sanssouci Palace alone." Qian Tianjiao sneered.

Zhuo Wen walked slowly, but his eyes fell on Fang Zhen who was behind Qian Tianjiao, grinning, and said, "Brother Fang, don't come here unharmed! Since leaving Lushen, I haven't visited Xiantian Valley yet, it seems This time I'm going to visit."

Seeing the smile on the corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth, Fang Zhen was shocked, and felt a deep fear.

He was sure that Zhuo Wen was the guy who pretended to be Mr. Wuyou back then, after all, the way this guy spoke was so similar.

It's just that Fang Zhen really didn't expect that this guy's cultivation base has improved a little too fast, right?

He remembered that a few years ago, this person was only the second ascension to the sky. It has only been seven or eight years since his cultivation has improved again, reaching the fourth ascension to the sky.

Fang Zhen's talent is terrifying, and after seven or eight years, he is only able to stabilize his cultivation base in the sky.

"Although Zhuowen's improvement speed is very fast, it's just a four-time climber. Now there are many masters around me, so why be afraid of this person!"

Fang Zhen gave himself a sedative in his heart, then looked at Zhuo Wen without hesitation, and sneered, "You are so courageous, you not only killed Brother Wuyou, but also dared to impersonate him and play me like a fool. You have to die here today, why are you still thinking about going to Xiantian Valley? You are just dreaming."

Zhuo Wen smiled lightly, and said: "Idiots are talking about dreams, I don't think you will think so soon."

Qian Tianjiao's face was ugly, and Zhuo Wen ignored him as soon as he came, which made him secretly annoyed.

"Little bastard, you are so courageous that you dared to kill my son. Did you know that he was from Sanssouci Palace?" Qian Tianjiao asked coldly, suppressing the anger in his heart.

"I know! It's just that Sanssouci Palace is just a small force to me. The young master of such an unknown force will be killed if he is killed. Is there a problem?"

Zhuo Wen spoke slowly, but what he said made Qian Tianjiao's face turn pale and pale. He couldn't contain the anger in his heart anymore, and shouted: "Shoot me, kill this son!"

"No, break his limbs, I want to live, I want his life to be worse than death, regret living in this world."

Qian Tianjiao almost lost his mind, and more than a dozen high-level people around him rushed out one after another, rushing towards Zhuo Wen.

None of these ten players is weak, the weakest is Xu Tian San Deng, and the strongest is Xu Tian Wu Deng. This time, they are the strongest lineup in Sanssouci Palace.

Even Qian Tianjiao might have some headaches when he meets this lineup.

The speed of more than a dozen people was extremely fast, and they quickly rushed to Zhuo Wen's body.

One of the cultivators who ascended to the sky was the fastest, and he was already coming towards him, the weapon in his hand greeted Zhuo Wen's vitals unceremoniously.

There was a cold smile on the corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth, he took out the Ziyao Xinghe Excalibur from his hand at some point, and slashed out with his right hand holding the Ziyao Xinghe Excalibur.

The sword light like an upside-down waterfall rushed out, and immediately condensed a huge and fierce dragon with sword aura in the void.

As soon as Zhuo Wen made a move, he used the eighth style of "Swordsmanship to Destroy Dao", the sword dragon cuts the sky.

With a sword, the sword energy is like a dragon, piercing the starry sky.

The cultivator who was coming towards him with a smirk on his face suddenly revealed a look of fear in his eyes.

I saw the sword dragon soaring into the sky, bombarding the monk's weapon heavily, and then the weapon was completely shattered before it lasted even a breath.

And the gigantic Stegosaurus swallowed the monk completely with terrifying sword energy.

Afterwards, the cultivator exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and the phantom of the virtual sky bridge manifested behind him was shattered into fine powder, and fell completely like this.

And the rest of the monks who followed back retreated to the side one after another. This stegosaurus is too terrifying.

Pooh!

Pooh!

Although the cultivators in the rear were on guard, the Stegosaurus was too fast, and several cultivators were still swept in by the Stegosaurus and torn to pieces.

The remaining ten monks were quite strong, so they retreated ahead of time, but avoided the fate of falling.

However, the aftermath of the sword energy emitted by the Stegosaurus still caused serious injuries to the ten monks.

"Why is this kid's attack so terrifying? This shouldn't be the strength that Xutian Sideng monks should have at all!"

After the ten monks escaped death, they did not let out a sigh of relief, but a touch of fear rose in their hearts.

With a single strike, he instantly killed several monks of the same level, and even killed ten other Xutian monks who were not weak. What kind of strength was needed.

Qian Tianjiao in front of the fleet shrank his pupils, his heart trembled slightly. JrNovels.com