The faces of Lianmeng and Du Huacan changed slightly, and they realized that Wu Junhao had not used all his strength in the battle with Lianmeng just now.

Many monks around were also in an uproar, they knew that Wu Junhao had become serious.

"As expected of Wu Junhao, although he is only at the peak of the second decline, this powerful aura is probably far surpassing that of the second strongest!"

"That's right! You know, when Wu Junhao was promoted to the first decline, he had eliminated the strong man at the peak of the first decline. Now his cultivation base is already at the peak of the second decline, and his strength is comparable to that of a monk at the beginning of the third decline. It's perfectly fine."

"..."

Everyone talked a lot, and they cast their eyes on Zhuo Wen, full of pity.

Although the scene where Zhuo Wen easily killed Wu Yangxu just now completely astonished everyone, Wu Junhao is not Wu Yangxu, he is much stronger than Wu Yangxu.

In this battle, everyone is still not optimistic about Zhuo Wen, thinking that Zhuo Wen will definitely lose.

Lian Meng was about to rush to Zhuo Wen's side, but was stopped by Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen secretly sent a voice transmission to Lianmeng, saying: "Junior Sister Lianmeng, you don't need to intervene in this battle! I have no problem dealing with Wu Junhao."

However, Lianmeng replied through voice transmission with some worry: "Brother Zhuo, this Wu Junhao is very unusual. His strength is much stronger than his cultivation. I'm afraid you may not be able to handle it now."

"Junior Sister Lianmeng, let me try first, if you are really no match, then help me!"

Zhuo Wen had no choice but to appease Lianmeng like this. To be honest, he was very confident in his own strength, and he really wanted to try to see what his current strength was, and Wu Junhao in front of him was the best tempering stone.

After Zhuowen said so, Lianmeng had no choice but to nod and no longer interfere with Zhuowen.

"It seems that you are old acquaintances! I thought you and Fairy Lianmeng would join forces to fight me?"

Wu Junhao put his hands behind his back, he naturally sensed the sound transmission fluctuations between Zhuo Wen and Lian Meng, and couldn't help but sneer.

"I don't need Fairy Lianmeng to deal with you at all, I'll just crush you to death!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.

creak!

Wu Junhao clenched his fists with both hands, and looked at Zhuo Wen more and more unkindly.

"You are really fearless and arrogant! If you want to crush me to death, you can't just say it! No matter how fancy your words are, you will only be abused by me even worse!"

"By the way, don't worry, I won't kill you so quickly, but I will kill you until you feel that life is worse than death and kneel in front of me begging to die, I will kill you! Enjoy this last moment time!"

As Wu Junhao said, he took out a big knife with a green glow.

This broadsword is very long, with all kinds of strange beasts engraved on the surface of the blade, which looks hideous and horrifying, vivid, as if it can jump out of the blade.

"I'll let you make a move first, otherwise, you won't have a chance to make a move later!" Wu Junhao held a long knife in his hand, his eyes were full of arrogance, and he looked like I was a master.

"Worthy of being the most talented genius in Wulou, even with such a broad mind, don't take advantage of this unknown casual cultivator, let this casual cultivator make the first move! Wu Junhao is really a role model for my generation!"

"Haha, this is the demeanor of a master. Of course, I think even if the nameless casual cultivator makes the first move, he will definitely die. He will not be Wu Junhao's opponent!"

"..."

Wu Junhao's words made many monks around admire him, thinking that Wu Junhao was very personable.

Zhuo Wen had strange eyes, and asked back: "Are you really planning to let me make the first move?"

Wu Junhao squinted at Zhuo Wen, his aura became more vast and terrifying, and his voice was full of majesty, and said: "Humph! This is the only chance I give you, because you will die in disgrace later, This is your last chance to perform!"

Zhuo Wen smiled, and his smile was full of mockery.

Afterwards, the purple soul sword intent in his soul suddenly rushed out, cutting through the chaotic starry sky in an instant, and rushing towards Wu Junhao's eyebrows.

Zhuo Wen still stood where he was, looking at Wu Junhao indifferently.

Originally, he planned to have a good fight with Wu Junhao, to try his real strength now.

It's a pity that Wu Junhao was too pretentious to let him make a move. Well, Zhuo Wen was not polite, and directly blasted out the sword intent of the soul.

This was the first time he had used the Soul Sword Intent since his soul transformation, and even he didn't know how powerful the Soul Sword Intent was, so he simply let the arrogant Wu Junhao be a guinea pig.

Wu Junhao was detached, looking at Zhuo Wen almost through his nostrils, as if I looked down on Zhuo Wen at all.

And many monks from other races clapped their hands and applauded Wu Junhao. They felt that Wu Junhao was too personable, and they were full of praise.

But soon, Wu Junhao's face changed, and his face became even more ferocious and twitched.

The Soul Sword Intent was close at hand, Wu Junhao felt the crisis and began to retreat quickly. JrNovels.com