Not to mention Kuangli, even the three temple guardians in front of him could easily kill Zhuowen.

The skinny old man looked at Zhuo Wen in surprise, he didn't expect that the boy in front of him actually blocked his divine power attack.

Although he just hit casually just now, it was more than enough to kill the ants of Xutian Liudeng.

But the current situation is that what he thought of as ants actually blocked his offensive.

"It seems that there are two things. Although I don't know what you have done to provoke Mr. Kuangli so much, what I know is that since you have provoked Mr. Kuangli, you will die without a place to die."

The skinny old man smiled slightly, his right hand formed into a claw, and the void was torn violently. Suddenly, endless claw shadows rushed out from the void, enveloping Zhuo Wen's whole body.

Zhuo Wen silently looked at the shadow of the claw that came, flicked his fingers, and suddenly, a divine sword with thunder and fire energy rushed out.

The Thunder Fire Sword slashed through the void, and the energy of the Thunder Fire swept out like a gust of wind, and immediately the surrounding claw shadows were torn into pieces by the Thunder Fire energy.

"Little Xuezi, follow and kill this old bastard with me!"

After Thunder Fire Sword shattered the claw shadow, Xiao Hei greeted the Blood Immortal Sword and blasted towards the skinny old man.

The skinny old man's face changed slightly, he didn't expect this young man to have such a magic weapon on him, and he could break his offensive so easily.

And the skinny old man also faintly felt that the power of the Thunder Fire Sword was extremely terrifying, probably not weaker than him, so facing the Thunder Fire Sword, the skinny old man did not dare to be careless at all.

"You two strangle this son, don't let him run away!"

The skinny old man gave an order to the other two old men, then stomped his right foot and rushed towards the Thunder Fire Sword.

Boom boom boom!

In just an instant, the skinny old man and Lei Huojian collided, and the two were evenly matched, fighting inseparably.

However, with the help of the Blood Immortal Sword, Lei Huojian had the upper hand in the battle with the skinny old man.

At the moment when the skinny old man and Lei Huojian were fighting together, the other two black-robed old men rushed to Zhuo Wen.

The eyes of the two old men were slightly contemptuous. Both of them were masters at the early stage of Xutianbadeng. Naturally, it is impossible to appear so cautious and serious when they join hands to deal with an ant who has reached the peak of Xutianliu.

Zhuo Wen also saw the random blow of the two old men, but he sneered in his heart.

Although Zhuo Wen's deity is not as strong as the avatar, the strength is definitely extremely powerful. These two old men are only in the early days of Xutian Badeng, and they despise him so much. This is simply courting death!

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen held the king sword, and the candle dragon's wings spread out behind him, turning into an afterimage on the spot and avoiding the attack of the two old men.

"Destruction of Dao swordsmanship!"

The moment he dodged the attack, Zhuo Wen immediately used the Dao Destroyer swordsmanship, from the first sword stance of stabbing thorns to the seventh stance of sword travel Taixu, all in one go.

The sword light was like a waterfall, flowing upstream in the Dao Destructive swordsmanship, roaring towards the two old men.

The expressions of the two old men, who were not paying attention at first, suddenly changed when they felt the piercing and terrifying sword light.

"Aren't you a cultivator of the Six Heavens?"

One of the old men couldn't help looking at Zhuo Wen, and immediately tried his best to resist the incoming sword light.

This sword light is too powerful, and a mere cultivator who has ascended to the sky will never be able to use such a terrifying sword light.

"I'm a monk of Xutian Liudeng, but I'm not an ordinary Xutian Liudeng!"

Zhuo Wen grinned, and the Wang Jian sword in his hand changed again, and used the eighth sword move, Jianlong Zhantian.

Immediately, the sword light surged out, forming a giant dragon exuding the power of a fierce sword in front of Zhuo Wen.

The dragon roared and instantly enveloped the old man in it.

Originally, the old man was struggling to resist the fierce sword, so there was no extra strength to resist this terrifying stegosaurus.

The moment the Stegosaurus engulfed the old man, there was a scream. Of course, the scream only lasted for a moment before disappearing. It was obvious that the old man had completely disappeared.

"You are not a cultivator at all, you are hiding your cultivation!"

The other old man was horrified when he saw his companion was killed in an instant, kicked his right foot, and immediately fled towards the distance.

His strength is not the same as that of his companion. His companion was so easily killed by Zhuowen. If he resists in a corner, he will be defeated sooner or later. It is better to escape as soon as possible.

It's a pity that Zhuo Wen couldn't let the old man go so easily, only to see Zhuo Wen's eyes became sharp, and then a golden light flashed from the center of his eyebrows.

"Soul Kill!" JrNovels.com