Chapter: 768
"It's you!"
The moment the bald young man's gaze focused on this figure, his pupils shrank again, almost into a needle shape, and a look of shock appeared on his face.
"What? Are you surprised to see me?"
This figure stood tall, raised his head slightly, revealing a slightly delicate face, it was Zhuo Wen who shot at the critical moment.
Ling Wushuang and the others were also stunned after seeing Zhuo Wen. They didn't expect that it was Zhuo Wen who rescued them this time. They remembered that Zhuo Wen had nothing to do with them.
"Thank you brother Zhuo for your help this time, Ling Tiancheng will remember this kindness."
Although Ling Wushuang is a girl, her way of doing things is the same as that of a man, and she is not procrastinating at all. She cups her hands at Zhuo Wen, her handsome and handsome face is full of gratitude.
Zhuo Wen just nodded slightly, the purpose of his action was not Ling Wushuang and the other three, but because the seven bald youths belonged to the Baichuanhou Mansion, and saving them could only be done easily.
Ling Wushuang is also a person with a clear mind. Seeing Zhuo Wen like this, he also understands that the latter's action may not be mainly to save them, but may be aimed at a few people from Baichuanhou.
"Zhuowen! You are so brave. Our Baichuanhou Mansion hasn't looked for you yet, but you sent yourself to the door." The bald young man looked gloomy and looked at Zhuo Wen in front of him with a little fear.
"Where's Xu Tianliang?" Waving his hand, Zhuo Wen stared at the bald young man and said word by word.
"Hey! You don't need the eldest son to take action to clean you up. I, Xu Weitian, can kill you. When the time comes, I will take your head to see the eldest son, which is considered a great achievement."
The bald young man tightened his broad-backed broadsword with his right hand, and his eyes became colder and colder. He knew that Zhuo Wen had survived three rounds of catastrophe on the top of Zhongling Mountain, and his strength should be only at the early stage of the third round of Emperor Realm, which is about the same as him.
However, the bald young man is good at using poison. He believes that if he uses poison secretly in the battle with Zhuo Wen, he can kill Zhuo Wen. Thinking of the reward promised by Xu Tianliang after killing Zhuo Wen, the bald young man looked at Zhuo Wen. Full of the color of greed.
But Zhuo Wen shook his head and said: "Since you want to die so much, then don't blame me for being ruthless. Then Xu Tianliang and I, Zhuo Wen, will look for him in person and take that guy's dog's life."
As he said that, Zhuowen stepped on the sole of his foot, and an aura like an ancient prehistoric beast swept away violently, and the surrounding air completely boiled, forming invisible whirlpools around Zhuowen's body.
"Haha! Zhuo Wen, you are really arrogant. Since you still want to take the life of the eldest son, it is... eh?"
The bald young man saw that Zhuo Wen was so brash, he couldn't help laughing loudly, but when he felt the terrifying aura on Zhuo Wen's body, the words behind him suddenly choked in his throat, and he couldn't speak at all. There was an incredible color on it.
Because the aura emanating from Zhuo Wen's body at this moment has a feeling that makes his body and soul tremble. He only feels this feeling from Xu Tianliang, but now the aura on Zhuo Wen's body is not at all weaker than Xu Tianliang.
"The peak of the three rounds of the Emperor Realm?"
His lips trembled a little, and the bald-headed youth finally spat out these words tremblingly, his face was full of a ghostly expression.
Ling Wushuang and the other three who were not far away also focused their eyes on Zhuo Wen incredulously. They could clearly remember that not long ago, Zhuo Wen had just survived three rounds of catastrophe on Zhongling Mountain.
Why is it that he has reached the peak of the three rounds of the Emperor Realm all of a sudden? Is this speed too fast?
The three of Ling Wushuang stared at each other, and a thought burst out in their hearts, that is, Zhuo Wen in front of them is so monstrous, no wonder his ranking in Zhong Lingshan can surpass Lu Yitao, and his potential is far beyond what they can match .
grunt!
The bald young man swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and then stepped back slightly, but he was already scolding his mother in his heart. He couldn't figure out how Zhuo Wen cultivated? In such a short period of time, he actually directly hit the peak of the three rounds of the Emperor Realm, which is totally against logic.
"Do you want to escape? Unfortunately, if you escape now, it will be too late, obediently keep your head!"
Zhuowen's face was full of ruthlessness, the soles of his feet suddenly stepped out, and his whole body was like an arrow from the string. In an instant, he came to the upside-down bone gun not far away. in the palm of your hand.
"escape!"
The moment Zhuowen picked up the Dragon Scale Overlord Bone Spear, the bald young man shouted loudly, unfolded his movements without hesitation, and fled away from the palace. It is impossible to be Zhuo Wen's opponent. If he does not escape at this time, he will surely die.
"I've already said, it's too late to escape!"
Zhuowen snorted coldly, and immediately two pairs of thunder wings bloomed on his back. The thunder wings opened and closed suddenly, and Zhuowen turned into a thunder mang, and disappeared in place in an instant.
In just one breath, the bald young man who was fleeing in a panic had already been blocked.
"You...Zhuowen, what exactly do you want? You must be clear about the consequences of offending our Baichuanhoufu. If you kill me, Baichuanhoufu will not let you go." The bald young man took a few steps back, his voice Inside is authentic.
Zhuo Wen didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so with a shake of his right hand, the Dragonscale Bone Spear immediately turned into countless white spear shadows, bombarding the bald young man like countless raindrops.
Seeing that Zhuo Wen ignored him at all, the bald young man's eyes flashed fiercely, and the broad-backed sword in his right hand swung out suddenly, countless cold and sharp sword lights burst out, forming a shield of sword light in front of him.
"Small tricks! Break it for me!"
Countless gun shadows approached the body, and the sword-light shields arranged by the bald-headed youth instantly turned into powder. With a whoosh sound, the bone spear pierced the void like a meteor, and instantly passed the bald-headed youth's neck.
Pooh!
Blood spurted out, and a big head flew out towards the sky. The bald young man's eyes opened angrily, and he died with regret. JrNovels.com
The moment the bald young man's gaze focused on this figure, his pupils shrank again, almost into a needle shape, and a look of shock appeared on his face.
"What? Are you surprised to see me?"
This figure stood tall, raised his head slightly, revealing a slightly delicate face, it was Zhuo Wen who shot at the critical moment.
Ling Wushuang and the others were also stunned after seeing Zhuo Wen. They didn't expect that it was Zhuo Wen who rescued them this time. They remembered that Zhuo Wen had nothing to do with them.
"Thank you brother Zhuo for your help this time, Ling Tiancheng will remember this kindness."
Although Ling Wushuang is a girl, her way of doing things is the same as that of a man, and she is not procrastinating at all. She cups her hands at Zhuo Wen, her handsome and handsome face is full of gratitude.
Zhuo Wen just nodded slightly, the purpose of his action was not Ling Wushuang and the other three, but because the seven bald youths belonged to the Baichuanhou Mansion, and saving them could only be done easily.
Ling Wushuang is also a person with a clear mind. Seeing Zhuo Wen like this, he also understands that the latter's action may not be mainly to save them, but may be aimed at a few people from Baichuanhou.
"Zhuowen! You are so brave. Our Baichuanhou Mansion hasn't looked for you yet, but you sent yourself to the door." The bald young man looked gloomy and looked at Zhuo Wen in front of him with a little fear.
"Where's Xu Tianliang?" Waving his hand, Zhuo Wen stared at the bald young man and said word by word.
"Hey! You don't need the eldest son to take action to clean you up. I, Xu Weitian, can kill you. When the time comes, I will take your head to see the eldest son, which is considered a great achievement."
The bald young man tightened his broad-backed broadsword with his right hand, and his eyes became colder and colder. He knew that Zhuo Wen had survived three rounds of catastrophe on the top of Zhongling Mountain, and his strength should be only at the early stage of the third round of Emperor Realm, which is about the same as him.
However, the bald young man is good at using poison. He believes that if he uses poison secretly in the battle with Zhuo Wen, he can kill Zhuo Wen. Thinking of the reward promised by Xu Tianliang after killing Zhuo Wen, the bald young man looked at Zhuo Wen. Full of the color of greed.
But Zhuo Wen shook his head and said: "Since you want to die so much, then don't blame me for being ruthless. Then Xu Tianliang and I, Zhuo Wen, will look for him in person and take that guy's dog's life."
As he said that, Zhuowen stepped on the sole of his foot, and an aura like an ancient prehistoric beast swept away violently, and the surrounding air completely boiled, forming invisible whirlpools around Zhuowen's body.
"Haha! Zhuo Wen, you are really arrogant. Since you still want to take the life of the eldest son, it is... eh?"
The bald young man saw that Zhuo Wen was so brash, he couldn't help laughing loudly, but when he felt the terrifying aura on Zhuo Wen's body, the words behind him suddenly choked in his throat, and he couldn't speak at all. There was an incredible color on it.
Because the aura emanating from Zhuo Wen's body at this moment has a feeling that makes his body and soul tremble. He only feels this feeling from Xu Tianliang, but now the aura on Zhuo Wen's body is not at all weaker than Xu Tianliang.
"The peak of the three rounds of the Emperor Realm?"
His lips trembled a little, and the bald-headed youth finally spat out these words tremblingly, his face was full of a ghostly expression.
Ling Wushuang and the other three who were not far away also focused their eyes on Zhuo Wen incredulously. They could clearly remember that not long ago, Zhuo Wen had just survived three rounds of catastrophe on Zhongling Mountain.
Why is it that he has reached the peak of the three rounds of the Emperor Realm all of a sudden? Is this speed too fast?
The three of Ling Wushuang stared at each other, and a thought burst out in their hearts, that is, Zhuo Wen in front of them is so monstrous, no wonder his ranking in Zhong Lingshan can surpass Lu Yitao, and his potential is far beyond what they can match .
grunt!
The bald young man swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and then stepped back slightly, but he was already scolding his mother in his heart. He couldn't figure out how Zhuo Wen cultivated? In such a short period of time, he actually directly hit the peak of the three rounds of the Emperor Realm, which is totally against logic.
"Do you want to escape? Unfortunately, if you escape now, it will be too late, obediently keep your head!"
Zhuowen's face was full of ruthlessness, the soles of his feet suddenly stepped out, and his whole body was like an arrow from the string. In an instant, he came to the upside-down bone gun not far away. in the palm of your hand.
"escape!"
The moment Zhuowen picked up the Dragon Scale Overlord Bone Spear, the bald young man shouted loudly, unfolded his movements without hesitation, and fled away from the palace. It is impossible to be Zhuo Wen's opponent. If he does not escape at this time, he will surely die.
"I've already said, it's too late to escape!"
Zhuowen snorted coldly, and immediately two pairs of thunder wings bloomed on his back. The thunder wings opened and closed suddenly, and Zhuowen turned into a thunder mang, and disappeared in place in an instant.
In just one breath, the bald young man who was fleeing in a panic had already been blocked.
"You...Zhuowen, what exactly do you want? You must be clear about the consequences of offending our Baichuanhoufu. If you kill me, Baichuanhoufu will not let you go." The bald young man took a few steps back, his voice Inside is authentic.
Zhuo Wen didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so with a shake of his right hand, the Dragonscale Bone Spear immediately turned into countless white spear shadows, bombarding the bald young man like countless raindrops.
Seeing that Zhuo Wen ignored him at all, the bald young man's eyes flashed fiercely, and the broad-backed sword in his right hand swung out suddenly, countless cold and sharp sword lights burst out, forming a shield of sword light in front of him.
"Small tricks! Break it for me!"
Countless gun shadows approached the body, and the sword-light shields arranged by the bald-headed youth instantly turned into powder. With a whoosh sound, the bone spear pierced the void like a meteor, and instantly passed the bald-headed youth's neck.
Pooh!
Blood spurted out, and a big head flew out towards the sky. The bald young man's eyes opened angrily, and he died with regret. JrNovels.com
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