He could tell at a glance that this female editor was Li Xinbing's companion.

Cough cough cough!

The female cultivator coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and suddenly saw Zhuo Wen in the hall, showing a look of surprise.

"Brother Daowen, please save Senior Sister Li and the others..." the female cultivator said with a pale face.

Zhuo Wen took out the God of Healing Pill, threw it to the female cultivator, and then walked out of the palace.

After this woman fell into the palace, Zhuo Wen's divine sense had been developed, and he could see the outside scene clearly.

He saw Li Xinbing, Mi Yuansi and others fighting with a group of people outside.

There were also more than ten people in this group, and the leader was a young man with a haughty expression.

This young man is not tall, even a little short, and his appearance is a little ugly.

But this short young man, with good cultivation and strength, even 1v2 completely suppressed Li Xinbing and Mi Yuansi.

"A monk at the peak of Five Elements Transformation?"

Zhuo Wen muttered to himself, and at a glance, he could tell that the cultivation of this short young man was still higher than Li Xinbing and Mi Yuansi, and he was a master of the peak of Five Elements Transformation.

Moreover, the group brought by this short young man is also stronger than Li Xinbing's people. Among them, there are actually two monks who are in the late stage of the Five Elements Transformation. They beat Li Xinbing's people back steadily, and many monks were beaten to death Seriously injured, some even died.

Zhuo Wen didn't care about the life and death of Li Xinbing and the others. After all, he had nothing to do with Li Xinbing and the others, so he naturally couldn't afford to meddle in their affairs.

His gaze was like a torch, and he landed in the battle group, trying to find Zi Ling's figure.

Soon, he found that Ziling was tied up with a whip by a female cultivator at the late stage of Wuxing Transformation opposite, standing on the top of a high rock, coldly overlooking everyone in the war group.

The appearance of Zhuo Wen naturally attracted everyone's attention.

The short young man glanced at Zhuo Wen, and found that the latter was only in the early stages of the Five Elements Transformation, so he didn't care.

Li Xinbing and Mi Yuansi were pleasantly surprised.

One night passed, Zhuo Wen suddenly disappeared, they thought they had gone out early in the morning.

Then the short young man brought people to snatch the headless statue in their temple.

As a result, the two parties clashed and fought together.

But Li Xinbing and Mi Yuansi complained secretly. Although this short young man doesn't look very good in appearance, his strength is really strong, and he is actually a master at the pinnacle of the five elements.

They are completely at a disadvantage, and I am afraid that they will be defeated by this person in a short time.

"Brother Daowen, can you help us, Xinbing will be rewarded afterward!" Li Xinbing asked Zhuo Wen for help.

The short young man gave Zhuo Wen a cold look, and said with a sneer, "Li Xinbing, are you really stunned? You actually asked for help from a trash in the early stages of the Five Elements Transformation!"

"I can kill as much as this kind of garbage comes!"

The short young man's voice was not low, and it resounded like thunder around the Great Rift Valley, and everyone could hear it clearly.

Obviously, this short young man did it on purpose, just wanting to tell Zhuo Wen.

Zhuowen stopped in his tracks, then cast sharp gazes on the short young man, grinned and said, "Who did you just call trash?"

Looking at the smile on Zhuo Wen's face, the short young man felt a chill of fear for some reason.

It was as if there was a cold blade on his neck, which made his whole body tremble involuntarily.

"It's really strange. A mere waste in the early stage of Five Elements Transformation can give me this feeling? Is it my illusion?"

In the heart of the short young man, he felt that he was actually frightened by Zhuowen, and felt very humiliated.

Now, Zhuo Wen stopped again and questioned him, feeling embarrassed and uncomfortable.

"Trash, you have a lot of guts, and you dare to refute me!"

An even more terrifying aura erupted from the short young man's body, a blazing golden glow escaped, and he threw two punches violently.

Li Xinbing and Mi Yuansi, who had been besieging the short young man, changed their expressions drastically. They barely blocked the short young man's terrifying punch.

"Trash, come here and die!"

The short young man hung in the air, ignoring Mi Yuansi and Li Xinbing who had been repelled by him, while Sen Han's eyes fell on Zhuo Wen coldly. JrNovels.com