"Junior Sister, my father has something to ask you, is it convenient for you now?" A male voice came from outside the door.

Zhuo Wen was no stranger to this voice, it was Senior Brother Lu who was in the square just now.

During the conversation before, Zhuo Wen knew from Tong Qimei that Senior Brother Lu's identity was very unusual.

This Senior Brother Lu's full name is Lu Qitian, and he is the son of Lu Hao, the current deputy suzerain of Zihongzhai.

Since the suzerain of Zihongzhai has been missing for a long time, the suzerain's rights are naturally temporarily represented by this Lu Hao.

It can be said that Lu Hao is extremely powerful in Zihongzhai, surpassing everyone, and Lu Qitian, as Lu Hao's son, naturally has a very high status, even higher than Tong Qimei.

Tong Qimei looked embarrassed, and when he was about to refuse, Zhuo Wen motioned her to leave.

Seeing Zhuo Wendu's meaning, Tong Qimei could only show apologetic expression to Zhuo Wen, and walked out of the room.

Zhuo Wen sat in the room, closed his eyes and meditated cross-legged.

About half a stick of incense, Zhuo Wen suddenly opened his eyes, flicked his right hand, and flashed three sword lights from his sleeve.

These three sword lights are Thunder Fire Sword, Blood Immortal Sword and Death Sacrifice Sword.

The levels of these three divine swords have all reached the Hunyuan level, especially the Leihuo sword dominated by Xiao Hei, which is already at the peak of the Hunyuan level, not far from the Destiny level.

As soon as the three divine swords appeared, they turned into three beams of sword light, surrounding Zhuo Wen's body.

bang bang bang!

The moment Zhuowen summoned the three divine swords, a fierce attack burst out from the floor of the antique room.

It can be seen carefully that this attack is a figure holding a blood sword about one foot long, shooting like lightning, and it arrived in front of Zhuo Wen in an instant.

Zhuo Wen didn't even look at this figure. The Death Sacrifice Sword was already under the control of his mind, and it rushed out like an angry dragon, and cut this figure back continuously.

However, the speed of this figure was extremely fast, and it did not collide with the Death Sacrifice Sword. Instead, after a blow from the Death Sacrifice Sword, it disappeared into the darkness like a phantom.

"Since you're here, stay and have a cup of tea!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were sharp, and his right hand stuck out of the void, like a mountain crushing, countless vigor swept and surged like a stormy sea.

Originally, the figure was about to be completely hidden in the shadows, but it was attracted by this terrifying energy, and it was difficult to move the whole body.

With a pull of his right hand, Zhuo Wen pulled this person in front of him, pinched his neck with the palm of his right hand, and said calmly, "Who are you? Why did you sneak attack me?"

This is a masked man dressed in blood, with a very strong murderous aura on his body.

This breath made Zhuo Wen couldn't help but think of the Xue Wuhen he met in the Eight Great Heavens.

The blood-clothed man glanced at Zhuo Wen indifferently, without any look of panic in his eyes, and with a soft whistle, his body exploded directly.

Horrific explosion energy surged out, immediately enveloping Zhuowen's whole body.

Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank slightly, apparently he didn't expect the blood-clothed man to explode himself so decisively. In the end, he only managed to control the three swords around his body in time to barely block the terrifying explosion.

However, Tong Qimei's cave was destroyed and completely turned into ruins.

The sound of the violent explosion completely attracted the attention of many Zihongzhai disciples.

Tong Qimei, who was originally talking to Lu Hao in the conference hall, her beautiful eyes changed slightly, and she was about to turn around and leave, but was blocked by Lu Qitian.

"Senior brother Lu, what do you mean? There was an accident in my cave, and my friend is still in my cave. I have to go back and check." Tong Qimei said anxiously.

Lu Qitian said calmly, "Junior Sister Qimei, you may have misheard, it's rare for you to come to the conference hall once, so you should sit a little longer and leave later!"

"You..." Tong Qimei thought of something and looked at Lu Qitian angrily.

It's a pity that she and Lu Qitian are just the same, and Lu Hao behind him is even more powerful, intentionally or unintentionally, oppressing her body.

She knew that without the consent of Lu Hao and his son, she would not be able to leave easily today.

Zhuowen walked out of the ruins with killing intent in his eyes, but soon he noticed something was wrong.

Whoosh whoosh!

There was a sound of piercing through the air, and three figures appeared from under Zhuo Wen's feet.

These several figures were all dressed in blood clothes, holding a blood-colored short sword, and their swords were extremely fast, and as soon as they appeared, they stabbed Zhuo Wen's vital parts.

If it were an ordinary monk, he would not be able to react at all. Even if he could react, it would be impossible to block the terrifying attack that covered his vitals. JrNovels.com