Zhuo Wen hung in the air, he looked at Zhu Yangchi indifferently, pinched the sword finger of his right hand, and slashed down from the void.

Taiyou Holy Sword turned into an endless beam of sword light, descended from the sky, and stood fiercely on Zhu Yangchi's head.

There is no way for Zhu Yangchi to avoid it, he can only urge the universe to stand in front of him.

boom!

The sword light soared into the sky, its power shattered the void, and the moment it landed on the Qiankun World, it completely shook the Qiankun World.

The world of Qiankun was on the verge of collapse, and it actually shattered completely, turning into countless energy fragments.

Under Zhu Yangchi's terrified gaze, the sword light turned into a ray of light, piercing through Zhu Yangchi's brows completely.

Zhu Yangchi stared at Zhuo Wen, his soul was completely shredded by the Taiyou Holy Sword, and he just fell from mid-air without looking back.

When his body finally fell to the ground, his body was also torn apart and shattered into countless powders, the dead could not die anymore.

Up and down the city of God, countless monks were as if petrified, quiet and in a mess.

They stared at the disappearing body of Zhu Yangchi, opened their mouths, but couldn't say a word.

Originally, Ling Xinghai, who was lying between Zhuo Wen and Shencheng, with his arms folded and rested, had a playful smile on his face that had long since disappeared, replaced by stunned and deep fear.

Zhu Yangchi died just like that.

Ling Xinghai suddenly felt a sharp gaze, directing it towards him.

His neck was stiff, and he raised his head slowly, looking at Zhuo Wen in front of him, staring at him coldly, and grinning at him.

Ling Xinghai was so terrified that he couldn't help but retreat dozens of steps.

"Ling Xinghai! Now it's your turn!" Zhuo Wen walked slowly towards Ling Xinghai, his plain voice echoed between the heaven and the earth.

Ling Xinghai's face was gloomy, he retreated again and again, and said a little angrily: "You have hidden your cultivation, the city is really deep! If Brother Zhu was not too careless, how could you kill him so easily!"

Zhuo Wen kept walking, and said casually: "Ling Xinghai, haven't I told you already? Either of you two is not qualified to face me! If you join forces, you still have some qualifications!"

"But you didn't listen to my advice and insisted on going one-on-one with me, so you don't regret dying!"

Ling Xinghai's face was gloomy, and he whispered: "Zhuowen, you have something to say! If you let us go, I will immediately withdraw from the Huxu Realm with the army, and I can also offer the treasure house of the Zihuan clan with both hands!"

Zhuo Wen was not surprised by Ling Xinghai's softness, he just shook his head and smiled: "My kindness can only be given to you once, if you miss it, you miss it!"

"Today, you and your army must spend their lives here!"

Ling Xinghai's complexion changed drastically, he suddenly shouted, and said: "All the soldiers listen to the order, let me take action to destroy this son, and I will reward you a lot afterward!"

As soon as Ling Xinghai said this, the 50,000 troops of the Zihuan clan not far away rushed forward in an orderly manner, and a series of terrifying offensives came violently, pointing directly at Zhuo Wen.

"It's so despicable, this Ling Xinghai was deliberately delaying time just now, but in fact he secretly got in touch with the 50,000 army to encircle Senior Brother Zhuo together!"

Seeing this scene in the city of Hexu, Samei couldn't help yelling.

Countless monks in the city of God were also swearing, yelling at Ling Xinghai for being despicable and shameless, saying that it was a one-on-one fight, but they turned their backs on it, and even dispatched a large army to encircle Zhuowen.

Ling Xinghai naturally didn't have time to pay attention to the scolding in Shencheng. After the 50,000 army launched an offensive, he also resorted to a thunderous blow, hoping to completely wipe out Zhuo Wen under this joint offensive.

I saw Ling Xinghai sacrificing the world of Qiankun, and mysterious starlight swept out of the world of Qiankun, like thousands of rivers entering the sea, pouring in from the top of Zhuo Wen's head.

At the same time, the offensive of the 50,000 army also came together and bombarded Zhuowen heavily.

Suddenly, with Zhuowen as the center, thousands of miles around were filled with colorful lights, and then there were continuous sounds of terrifying explosions.

"kill!"

Ling Xinghai roared, and the 50,000-strong army rushed towards Zhuo Wen not long after the offensive fell.

But soon, Ling Xinghai discovered to his astonishment that the 50,000 army had just approached Zhuo Wen's range of tens of feet, and they exploded into blood mist.

And he finally discovered that, tens of feet away from Zhuo Wen, the brilliance of formation patterns circulated, exuding terrifying aura.

These formations are like a meat grinder, but whenever 50,000 troops approach, they will be crushed and crushed into powder.

In the blink of an eye, there were 10,000 troops, and without knowing it, they were crushed into fine powder by these dense formations, and they did not know whether they were alive or dead.

The remaining 40,000 troops were so frightened that their ghosts sprang up, and they didn't dare to rush forward, and retreated one after another.

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