Zhang Zhicheng immediately put down his body, leaned over and clasped his hands and said in a deep voice.
Lu Manfeng and Song Binhong even lowered their eyebrows, not daring to make any mistakes.
On the other hand, Dou Xuan was shocked.
Of course, he had heard of the name of the ruthless old man.
It's just that the ruthless old man is really too mysterious, no one knows the specific location of the ruthless old man's cave, and the ruthless old man has almost become a mysterious strong man.
Dou Xuan knew that the appearance of the ruthless old man must have a lot to do with Zhuo Wen.
Thinking of this, Dou Xuan looked at Zhuo Wen with even more awe.
The ruthless old man still had his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "This little guy wants me to come out of the mountain, so I will. Is there a problem?"
Zhang Zhicheng's eyes froze, and he finally began to look squarely at the young man in white who was leading the stunning woman, his brows were slightly frowned, and a rare look of fear appeared in his eyes.
Both Lu Manfeng and Song Binhong were silent, but their eyes became extremely serious and serious.
They all secretly guessed in their hearts what the identity of this young man in white was. Not only did the Emperor Spirit call this man to be his master, but he also knew that it was inconceivable that such a strong man like the ruthless old man would come out of the mountain.
"Don't know the name of the little brother?" Zhang Zhicheng asked Zhuo Wen with a smile.
Zhuo Wen looked at Zhang Zhicheng indifferently, spread his right hand, and said, "Want to know my name? Return the knife in your hand to me first."
The smile on Zhang Zhicheng's face gradually froze, his eyes became gloomy, and his brows were deeply furrowed.
The Supreme Sun Knife is the next-day-breaking artifact he guessed, and he has never seen such a powerful artifact in the entire Far West.
At this moment, after he got the Supreme Sun Saber, how could he have any thought of letting go?
"What? You don't want to hand over the Supreme Sun Saber?"
The corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth was full of sneers, and his eyes became more and more fierce.
But Di Ling even took a step forward, and all of Sen Han's murderous intentions were poured on Zhang Zhicheng, suppressing the latter firmly.
Zhang Zhicheng showed a calm smile and said, "Then I will hand over the Supreme Sun Saber!"
As he said that, Zhang Zhicheng flicked his right hand, and he threw the Supreme Sun Saber at Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, and with a thrust of his right hand, his divine power poured out, turning into a giant hand from the air, and grabbed the Supreme Sun Saber in the starry sky.
boom!
But the moment Zhuowen grabbed the Supreme Sun Knife, a terrifying scarlet energy burst out from the blade, and then Zhuowen found gloomyly that the Supreme Sun Knife, which was originally in mid-air, disappeared out of thin air.
And that scarlet energy, like a tarsal maggot, attached to Zhuowen's big hand transformed by divine power, completely corroding it.
Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on Zhang Zhicheng who was in front of him, and found that Zhang Zhicheng had disappeared in place without knowing when.
"Huh? Teleportation formation? Zhicheng has been delaying the time just now. I'm afraid he is arranging this teleportation formation."
With gloomy eyes, Zhuo Wen stepped forward and landed on the place where Zhang Zhicheng disappeared. The handprint of his right hand changed, deducing the texture and trajectory of the teleportation formation.
"Senior Wuqing, you should be able to intercept that Zhang Zhicheng, right? Why didn't you take action just now?" Zhuo Wen looked at Wuqing old man with gloomy eyes.
The ruthless old man spread his hands and said: "Little guy, I only promised to protect you, not to be your thug, don't make a mistake."
Zhuo Wen felt a little helpless, and said in a deep voice: "Then do you know the direction of Zhang Zhicheng's teleportation?"
The ruthless old man said unhurriedly: "It should be back to Changxiong Island, which is Zhang Zhicheng's old den, but you need to hurry, otherwise, that Zhang Zhicheng should take away Changxiong Island."
Zhuo Wen glanced at Di Ling, who nodded and rushed out. The terrifying aura enveloped Lu Manfeng and Song Binhong who were still in a daze, making them tremble involuntarily.
"The two of you have only two choices now. One is to be my slave for a thousand years, and the other is to die. Don't doubt my methods." Zhuo Wensen said coldly.
Lu Manfeng and Song Binhong looked at each other, and when they were about to refute a few words, Di Ling's right hand, Fang Tian's painting halberd, flew out and hit Song Binhong.
Song Binhong hurriedly stopped him, but was shocked by the powerful force, so that he vomited blood, and had internal injuries.
Di Ling stepped forward, not giving Song Binhong a chance to breathe, and wanted to kill him completely with a single halberd.
Song Binhong begged for mercy without hesitation: "I am willing to be your slave!"
Di Ling looked at Zhuo Wen, and after seeing the latter nodded, he put away Fang Tian's painting halberd, and looked at Lu Manfeng with cold eyes.
Lu Manfeng's pretty face turned pale with fright, and she quickly surrendered. JrNovels.com