Chapter: 6740
"So it's Lord Jian Wuque! Please come in quickly!"
On the city wall, the two black-armored monks, who were originally expressionless and indifferent, suddenly burst into smiles when they saw Jian Wuque, with enthusiasm and obsequious smiles.
They hastily activated the mechanism of the city gate and opened the huge city gate. They even smiled at Jian Wuque with a humble look.
Jian Wuque turned a blind eye, but stared at Zhuo Wen indifferently, and the mocking smile at the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.
"Suicide and apology?"
Zhuo Wen slowly put down Yanmeng, looked at Jian Wuque sarcastically, and said, "Are you sure there is nothing wrong with your mind?"
Jian Wuque, who was originally looking down on Zhuo Wen from a high position, immediately changed his face when he heard Zhuo Wen's words.
"What did you say?" Jian Wuque asked with a gloomy expression.
"You are so courageous, how dare you speak to Lord Jian Wuque like that! You are mere rubbish in the middle of the Great Tribulation, you are looking for death!" On the city wall, two black-armored monks immediately began to condemn Zhuo Wen plausibly, with a strong and firm tone. vicious.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were calm. He looked at the two black-armored monks and asked back: "Didn't you say that I am not qualified to enter the Black City? Then if I defeat this person, will it prove that I am qualified to enter the Black City?" ?�
The two black-armored monks who had been yelling at Zhuowen before, immediately shut up as if something was choking on Zhuowen's words after hearing Zhuowen's words.
They looked at the young moxiu who was overconfident in front of him strangely.
Jian Wuque is a master of swordsmanship in the early days of the universe, and he is quite famous in the black city.
The two black-armored monks would still believe it if a strong man who was also in the early stage of the cosmic law challenged Jian Wuque, but it was unbelievable for the mere trash in the middle of the Great Tribulation to dare to say that he would defeat Jian Wuque.
Jian Wuque was also stunned for a moment, and then he burst out laughing, and said, "Just you? What are you? You don't even have the qualifications to challenge me, and you still say you want to beat me? Why? With your rubbish cultivation ?�
Jian Wuque taunted ruthlessly, but as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately felt a terrifying gust of wind roaring towards him, appearing in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Before Jian Wuque could fully react, there was a crisp slap on his cheek, and then he was carried up by a huge force, and the whole person flew backwards quickly.
boom!
Jian Wuque smashed to the ground in embarrassment, and he jumped up immediately, covering his red and swollen cheek with his right hand, staring at Zhuo Wen, his eyes full of panic.
"Do you dare to attack me?"
Jian Wuque roared angrily, his originally handsome face was swollen, making him look very embarrassed.
At the same time, Jian Wuque became vigilant in his heart. Although Zhuo Wen's cultivation base was not high, his method was rather strange. He didn't even react when he made the move just now.
Zhuo Wen sneered, it was only in the early stage of the universe, and he was needed to sneak attack.
The red light in Zhuo Wen's eyes became more and more intense, and the billowing magic mist enveloped him like thick blood.
Boom boom boom!
Zhuo Wen flitted out again, in the state of Moran, his speed was faster than before, and he appeared behind Jian Wuque almost as soon as Jian Wuque finished speaking.
Zhuo Wen's right hand was like a hook, and with five fingers, he tightly pinched Jian Wuque's forehead, and then slammed it down to the ground.
At this moment, Jian Wuque had just put his right hand on the hilt of the divine sword at his waist, and he was a beat behind Zhuo Wen.
boom!
Jian Wuque slammed his entire cheek towards the ground, and his handsome face was completely embedded on the ground.
Zhuo Wen's expression was as usual, with the five fingers of his right hand grasping the back of Jian Wuque's head, he was not polite, and kept lifting his forehead and smashing it down.
The dull banging sound was so clear and piercing at the gate of Heicheng.
The two black-armored monks who were planning to watch the joke were stunned and rubbed their eyes, wondering if they were hallucinating.
Yanmeng's beautiful eyes shone with horror. Although she knew that Zhuo Wen was very strong, she was at most stronger than the peak powerhouse of the Great Tribulation.
But now, seeing that Zhuo Wen easily beat Jian Wuque, who was in the early stage of the Universe Faxiang, so embarrassingly, she knew that she might still underestimate Zhuo Wen's strength.
"I want you to die!"
Jian Wuque roared angrily, and suddenly pulled out the Excalibur from his waist.
A majestic and vast aura burst from his body, and then astonishing energy came out through his body, turning into a gigantic dharma giant in the void behind him.
The billowing fire of Dharma Aspects swept across the sky with the momentum of burning the sky, Zhuo Wen snorted coldly, but let go of the right hand holding the back of the sword's ruthless head, and retreated quickly behind him.
And Jian Wuque, who was shrouded by the huge cosmic law, supported his body with his hands, and slowly climbed up. JrNovels.com
On the city wall, the two black-armored monks, who were originally expressionless and indifferent, suddenly burst into smiles when they saw Jian Wuque, with enthusiasm and obsequious smiles.
They hastily activated the mechanism of the city gate and opened the huge city gate. They even smiled at Jian Wuque with a humble look.
Jian Wuque turned a blind eye, but stared at Zhuo Wen indifferently, and the mocking smile at the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.
"Suicide and apology?"
Zhuo Wen slowly put down Yanmeng, looked at Jian Wuque sarcastically, and said, "Are you sure there is nothing wrong with your mind?"
Jian Wuque, who was originally looking down on Zhuo Wen from a high position, immediately changed his face when he heard Zhuo Wen's words.
"What did you say?" Jian Wuque asked with a gloomy expression.
"You are so courageous, how dare you speak to Lord Jian Wuque like that! You are mere rubbish in the middle of the Great Tribulation, you are looking for death!" On the city wall, two black-armored monks immediately began to condemn Zhuo Wen plausibly, with a strong and firm tone. vicious.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were calm. He looked at the two black-armored monks and asked back: "Didn't you say that I am not qualified to enter the Black City? Then if I defeat this person, will it prove that I am qualified to enter the Black City?" ?�
The two black-armored monks who had been yelling at Zhuowen before, immediately shut up as if something was choking on Zhuowen's words after hearing Zhuowen's words.
They looked at the young moxiu who was overconfident in front of him strangely.
Jian Wuque is a master of swordsmanship in the early days of the universe, and he is quite famous in the black city.
The two black-armored monks would still believe it if a strong man who was also in the early stage of the cosmic law challenged Jian Wuque, but it was unbelievable for the mere trash in the middle of the Great Tribulation to dare to say that he would defeat Jian Wuque.
Jian Wuque was also stunned for a moment, and then he burst out laughing, and said, "Just you? What are you? You don't even have the qualifications to challenge me, and you still say you want to beat me? Why? With your rubbish cultivation ?�
Jian Wuque taunted ruthlessly, but as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately felt a terrifying gust of wind roaring towards him, appearing in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Before Jian Wuque could fully react, there was a crisp slap on his cheek, and then he was carried up by a huge force, and the whole person flew backwards quickly.
boom!
Jian Wuque smashed to the ground in embarrassment, and he jumped up immediately, covering his red and swollen cheek with his right hand, staring at Zhuo Wen, his eyes full of panic.
"Do you dare to attack me?"
Jian Wuque roared angrily, his originally handsome face was swollen, making him look very embarrassed.
At the same time, Jian Wuque became vigilant in his heart. Although Zhuo Wen's cultivation base was not high, his method was rather strange. He didn't even react when he made the move just now.
Zhuo Wen sneered, it was only in the early stage of the universe, and he was needed to sneak attack.
The red light in Zhuo Wen's eyes became more and more intense, and the billowing magic mist enveloped him like thick blood.
Boom boom boom!
Zhuo Wen flitted out again, in the state of Moran, his speed was faster than before, and he appeared behind Jian Wuque almost as soon as Jian Wuque finished speaking.
Zhuo Wen's right hand was like a hook, and with five fingers, he tightly pinched Jian Wuque's forehead, and then slammed it down to the ground.
At this moment, Jian Wuque had just put his right hand on the hilt of the divine sword at his waist, and he was a beat behind Zhuo Wen.
boom!
Jian Wuque slammed his entire cheek towards the ground, and his handsome face was completely embedded on the ground.
Zhuo Wen's expression was as usual, with the five fingers of his right hand grasping the back of Jian Wuque's head, he was not polite, and kept lifting his forehead and smashing it down.
The dull banging sound was so clear and piercing at the gate of Heicheng.
The two black-armored monks who were planning to watch the joke were stunned and rubbed their eyes, wondering if they were hallucinating.
Yanmeng's beautiful eyes shone with horror. Although she knew that Zhuo Wen was very strong, she was at most stronger than the peak powerhouse of the Great Tribulation.
But now, seeing that Zhuo Wen easily beat Jian Wuque, who was in the early stage of the Universe Faxiang, so embarrassingly, she knew that she might still underestimate Zhuo Wen's strength.
"I want you to die!"
Jian Wuque roared angrily, and suddenly pulled out the Excalibur from his waist.
A majestic and vast aura burst from his body, and then astonishing energy came out through his body, turning into a gigantic dharma giant in the void behind him.
The billowing fire of Dharma Aspects swept across the sky with the momentum of burning the sky, Zhuo Wen snorted coldly, but let go of the right hand holding the back of the sword's ruthless head, and retreated quickly behind him.
And Jian Wuque, who was shrouded by the huge cosmic law, supported his body with his hands, and slowly climbed up. JrNovels.com
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