He guessed that the mysterious human race hiding in the depths of the void must not have a high level of cultivation, but they possess powerful arrow-like artifacts.

As long as that human race doesn't use that weird divine arrow, then there is no threat to me.

"Hehe! So that's what this old guy came up with!"

Zhuo Wen sneered in his heart, and said again: "Old guy, your tone is not small! I promise you not to use that magic arrow against you."

As he said that, Zhuo Wen kicked his right foot lightly in the air, and immediately under his feet, there were strong ripples and fluctuations, and his figure gradually disappeared into the void.

After getting Zhuowen's response, Muda secretly rejoiced. When he was about to open his mouth to let Zhuowen appear, his complexion suddenly changed, because he felt the terrifying coercion that suffocated him in the surrounding space.

Mu Da let out a muffled snort, and quickly retreated until he got around Su Long, the leader of the merman clan.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a trembling aura appeared above Muda's head, and immediately the space above him shattered.

Muda suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with horror, because in the broken space above, he saw a huge palm that was as large as ten feet.

This palm is crystal clear, exuding a glass-like light, it doesn't look like a real palm, but like a finely carved jade bracelet.

Muda regretted it. If he knew that the person who shot the cold arrow was so terrifying, he would never stand up for the saint of the Phoenix clan and provoke such a cruel person.

The Saintess of the Phoenix Clan was shocked. She looked at the pressed crystal palm in disbelief, her pretty face was pale, without any blood at all, because she felt a familiar and terrifying aura in this palm.

"No way! That guy should be dead, but this aura and this attack method are too similar..."

The Phoenix Clan Saintess muttered to herself, her face was ugly, she must have recalled some bad memories.

And all the monks who questioned the guy who shot the sniper were also shocked. Only then did they realize that they really underestimated this guy.

This guy can not only shoot cold arrows, but also face hard steel. He is an all-rounder.

Muda screamed, and he tried his best, broke out all the means, and stimulated 100%, no, it should be 200% of the potential.

All the alien races looked at Muda with hopeful eyes. They all cheered and cheered for Muda loudly, expecting Muda to defeat the palm of this fallen mountain.

After screaming in shock, under the stunned eyes of everyone, Muda ran away in a hurry, very simply, as if he had planned it for a long time.

In the space-time tunnel, Zhuo Wen sneered again and again, looked at Muda who turned his head and fled, and said indifferently: "Can you escape?"

Boom!

I saw that huge palm, at the moment it was about to fall to the ground, suddenly reversed its direction, and chased after the fleeing Muda.

Although Muda tried his best, the gap between him and Zhuowen was too great, and he didn't escape very far, and was caught up by that crystal clear palm.

And after Muda screamed, he couldn't make any sound anymore, because his palm had been smashed into powder, and his soul and body were broken.

All traces of him in this world are at this moment, annihilated in that unparalleled palm.

Thumb up!

After Muda was smashed into powder with a palm, the audience became much quieter, but was soon broken by a slight sound of footsteps.

Lines of sight converged on the direction of the footsteps, where Su Long's body was.

At this moment, Su Long still stared wide-eyed, looking at the sky, as if lamenting the injustice of heaven.

Next to Su Long's body, a young man walked slowly, strolling in the courtyard, as if walking in his own courtyard.

This young man has extremely fair cheeks, red lips and white teeth. If this young man wears women's clothes, no one will be able to recognize him as a man.

But the Saintess of the Phoenix Clan and many monks with high cultivation levels can tell at a glance that this person is easy to pass.

Jiang Qisheng and Yao Xiangjun's eyes flashed brightly, they knew that this disguised young man was probably the Long Wen they thought was dead.

Although they couldn't recognize Zhuo Wenyi Rongxia's real face, but this person's magic arrow revealed his identity.

The saintess of the Phoenix Clan also twitched her eyelids, she stared at this handsome young man with fear in her beautiful eyes.

Zhuo Wen walked slowly to Su Long's corpse, hooked his right index finger, and under the eyes of everyone, the Houyi God's Arrow stuck in Su Long's chest was pulled out backwards and entered Zhuo Wen's palm actively.

After Zhuo Wen put away the Houyi arrow, he ignored the cautious saintess of the Phoenix clan who was not far away, but slowly walked to Zhong Lao who was kneeling on the ground with his head bowed.

At this moment, Zhongli Haoyan was kneeling in front of Zhonglao, with pear blossoms on her cheeks, and the sadness in her beautiful eyes could not be concealed for a long time.

"Miss Zhongli, I'm sorry! I didn't have time to save him..." JrNovels.com