Chapter 604
Pooh!
Three blood arrows soared up. The three Xu Zhong, who had stagnated, covered their necks with their hands. Their eyes protruded and were full of blood. The three blood arrows appeared from their necks.
Bang bang!
Just for a moment, Xu Zhong and his three people fell to the ground one after another. Their breath became weaker and weaker, and finally there was no interest!
Three six wheel huangjijing were killed again!
Not only the old man in black robe was stunned, but also the old man in white robe who didn't care. Xu Zhong represented the peak combat power of the inner sect elders, but they were killed by seconds.
"How could it be? How did Zhuo Wen's strength suddenly increase so much?"
Xu Tianliang couldn't help crying out, and his eyes were full of strong shock. Originally, Zhuo Wen killed 13 five wheel huangjijing elders in an instant, which was already extremely rebellious.
But now the death of Xu Zhong and Xu Tianliang has completely deterred Xu Tianliang. These are three strong people in the six wheel emperor's extreme territory. Such strong people are no more than one palm in their Baichuan marquis.
At the moment, Xu Tianliang looked at Zhuo Wen's eyes. It was no longer the color of resentment, but the color of fear and horror. He began to doubt whether the young man's strength was as unfathomable as a deep well. It was too easy for him to kill him.
Pedal pedal!
The crisp footsteps sounded slowly. At the moment, Zhuo Wen's black hair danced disorderly, and the bone gun in his hand broke out an extremely terrible momentum. What's more strange is that the surface of the bone gun was covered with blue veins like human meridians at some time.
A mysterious and terrible artistic conception, with the surging of the blue vein, surrounds Zhuo Wen like an upward air flow, completely enveloping it, like a devil like a God and like a rainbow.
"Is this... Gun meaning? And it's also extremely scary and domineering gun meaning."
The pupil of the black robed old man shrinks. He even feels a sense of threat on Zhuo Wen at the moment, especially the gun intention of the bone gun in Zhuo Wen's hand, which gives him a sense of terror and destruction.
The lazy old man in white robe frowned slightly and put his eyes on Zhuo Wen for the first time. He didn't expect that Zhuo Wen mastered this mysterious artistic conception when he was young.
He is well aware of the horror of artistic conception, which is a terrible realm that can greatly improve the strength of martial artists. Although it is ethereal, it is absolutely more destructive than martial artists of the same level.
The martial arts master the artistic conception can be invincible at the same level and challenge at higher levels. This is the privilege of the martial arts master the artistic conception, and none of the martial arts master the artistic conception is not a gifted terrorist genius.
Although the white robed old man did not understand the artistic conception, he naturally heard a little about the artistic conception. The artistic conception is divided into primary, entering the house and reaching the peak. One layer is more sharp and terrible than the other, which is an extremely terrible way of attack.
"The boy really mastered the artistic conception. The gun idea pays attention to the way of overlord. This son is crazy and sharp. No wonder he can master the gun idea, but unfortunately, it's only the primary gun idea."
Outside the Baichuan Marquis house, the dagger youth held his shoulders with both hands and looked at Zhuo Wen with a burning look. He himself mastered the meaning of entering the house and had a unique view on the artistic conception. At the moment, he could see the depth of Zhuo Wen at a glance.
However, the broadsword youth still had some doubts. He found that in the bone gun in Zhuo Wen's hand, there seemed to be a more overbearing and terrible artistic conception, which was definitely far beyond the primary gun.
"No wonder this son can surpass LV Yitao and break the record in Zhongling mountain. His understanding and potential are so terrible that he even understands the ethereal artistic conception. The future of Zhuo Wen is unlimited."
Xuanyuanli is also staring at Zhuo Wen with hot eyes. Artistic conception is the realm that every martial artist dreams of. All his life, xuanyuanli focuses on the sword in order to understand the meaning of the sword. Unfortunately, his understanding is not enough. He has studied for nearly a hundred years and still can't understand the meaning of the sword. This shows how difficult it is to understand the artistic conception.
But now Zhuo Wen has done it. Xuanyuanli is not excited. He wants to see what the legendary artistic conception is. Maybe he can appreciate a trace of sentiment.
Xu Chang, who was originally elated, looked a little ugly at the moment. He didn't expect Zhuo Wen to master the meaning of gun. This talent and potential were really terrible.
The more terrible Zhuo Wen's talent is, the more violent Xu Chang's intention to kill him. This son must be removed, or he may become a peerless strong man threatening his Baichuan Marquis house in ten years.
"Ha ha! Xu Chang, it seems that your wishful thinking is wrong. Zhuo Wen is not simple!" Lv Nantian sighed softly and smiled. He was also shocked by Zhuo Wen's mastery of the gun, but more excited.
"This son is really terrible, but with the primary gun intention, do you think he will be the opponent of the seven rounds of Huangji martial arts? If you think so, you are really wrong."
Xu Chang shook his head and a mocking smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. What if Zhuo Wen mastered the gun? The gap between him and the old man in black is so obvious that he will still lose in the end.
Hearing the speech, LV Nantian frowned, but he wasn't too worried. He didn't believe LV Hantian would watch Zhuo Wen fall like this. There must be something behind him.
"No wonder it can be called the biggest dark horse in the battle for the vitality tower. The talent is really terrible, but it's just a junior gun. You also want to compete with me? Then you're just a fool's dream. It's a great achievement to kill an evil genius like you."
The old man in black robe was stunned at first. He immediately sneered and moved. He turned into an elusive shadow and disappeared in situ. The next second he had come to the top of Zhuo Wen's forehead. His palm like a dead branch stretched out, and the surrounding air suddenly boiled.
"Primary gun intention is really not your opponent, but what if it comes into the house?"
Zhuo Wen smiled coldly. You should know that his bone gun was filled with a part of LV Hantian's gun power. If all of it broke out, it would be enough to give full play to the highest terrible gun power.
With that, Zhuo Wen made a slight mistake in his steps, looked up and stared at the black robed old man above. There was no sign of avoiding.
"What is this boy doing? Is he trying to die?"
Over the qianning palace, the white robed old man looked at Zhuo Wen's strange behavior and frowned. Somehow, he felt uneasy.
"This boy is just five rounds of emperor's extreme state. Although he has mastered the primary gun intention, he is unlikely to be Lao Hei's opponent. Lao Hei should be able to win this son easily." with a low smile, the white robed old man felt that he was worried too much.
The claws of the black robed old man came in an instant. In the blink of an eye, it was only an inch away from Zhuo Wen's eyebrows, and the corners of the black robed old man's mouth also showed senhan sneer. There is no doubt that this son will die. This son can't hide at such a close distance.
Boom!
Suddenly, the bone gun in Zhuo Wen's hand was horizontal, and the blue veins on the surface of the bone gun were separated one after another, turned into little drops of blue water, a mysterious feeling surged, and the surrounding space was suddenly distorted.
The black robed old man's claws also touched the blue water droplets around him, and then the smile on his face slowly solidified, because he found that his claws were there when they touched the blue water droplets.
Whoosh!
The sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded, and then the black robed old man's pupils tightened and found that Zhuo Wen's bone gun tip suddenly shot at a terrible speed. The gun tip with a cold light passed through his claws in an instant.
Pooh!
The blood spilled in the air. The old man in black felt a pain in his arm. Then he was shocked to find that his right arm was broken shoulder to shoulder.
"Ah! My hand, my hand!"
The old man in black suddenly flew out, and his blood fell like a rain curtain. I saw that his right arm was empty at some time.
The confrontation between the two just ended when the old man in black broke his arm
Hiss, hiss!
Suddenly there was a sound of cold breath. The old man in black robe was the supreme elder of Baichuan Marquis house, and his strength was even stronger than that of the seven rounds of emperor. Now Zhuo Wen broke his arm. How did Zhuo Wen do it?
"This guy's gun intention is not primary at all, but the gun intention of entering the house. This guy is younger than me. How can he understand the artistic conception of entering the house?"
Outside the Baichuan Marquis mansion, the original broadsword youth also showed a moving look on his face. The gun intention used by Zhuo Wenfang was not primary, but reached the level of entering the house, otherwise it would be impossible to break the arm of the old man in black robe.
"Interesting! The little guy who thought this scene of Qin county only understood the primary gun idea, but he didn't expect to reach the same level of entering the house as me. It seems that the young emperor list must have a place for this son." Dadao youth said to himself with a light smile.
When everyone was shocked, Zhuo Wen was extremely calm. When he stepped on the empty soles of his feet, his speed soared to the extreme, and he immediately caught up with the old man in black with broken arms. He must be killed.
"Little bastard! If you dare to kill Lao Hei, I will destroy your nine families."
A loud cry came, and then the lazy old man in white robe looked up at the sky, surprised and angry on his face, slapped Zhuo Wen behind his back, trying to stop Zhuo Wen.
"What a terrible smell. The cultivation of the white robed old man is even more terrible than the black robed old man. Isn't it a martial artist in the eight wheel emperor extreme territory?"
Feeling the terrible momentum from behind, Zhuo Wen's face changed greatly. The white robed old man was too terrible, but now is the best time to kill the black robed old man. If you miss it, it may become difficult to kill such a strong man again.
Moreover, Zhuo Wen also knows that as long as he kills the old man in black robe, Baichuan marquis will definitely hurt his muscles and bones. This is a strong man in the seven rounds of emperor's extreme territory. Such a strong man is really rare!
In the Baichuan Marquis mansion, the strength can be stronger than the black robed old man, I'm afraid it's the white robed old man, Xu Chang and the mysterious Xu Lingtian.
"Want to stop me? It's not that easy!"
With a cold hum, Zhuo Wen no longer kept it, and immediately sent out all the gun ideas of LV Hantian. In a short time, the blue water droplets around him condensed into blue ice crystals and surrounded him, while Zhuo Wen continued to rob the old man in black robe.
The cold light flashed past, and a big head rushed up into the sky with blood scattered
Three blood arrows soared up. The three Xu Zhong, who had stagnated, covered their necks with their hands. Their eyes protruded and were full of blood. The three blood arrows appeared from their necks.
Bang bang!
Just for a moment, Xu Zhong and his three people fell to the ground one after another. Their breath became weaker and weaker, and finally there was no interest!
Three six wheel huangjijing were killed again!
Not only the old man in black robe was stunned, but also the old man in white robe who didn't care. Xu Zhong represented the peak combat power of the inner sect elders, but they were killed by seconds.
"How could it be? How did Zhuo Wen's strength suddenly increase so much?"
Xu Tianliang couldn't help crying out, and his eyes were full of strong shock. Originally, Zhuo Wen killed 13 five wheel huangjijing elders in an instant, which was already extremely rebellious.
But now the death of Xu Zhong and Xu Tianliang has completely deterred Xu Tianliang. These are three strong people in the six wheel emperor's extreme territory. Such strong people are no more than one palm in their Baichuan marquis.
At the moment, Xu Tianliang looked at Zhuo Wen's eyes. It was no longer the color of resentment, but the color of fear and horror. He began to doubt whether the young man's strength was as unfathomable as a deep well. It was too easy for him to kill him.
Pedal pedal!
The crisp footsteps sounded slowly. At the moment, Zhuo Wen's black hair danced disorderly, and the bone gun in his hand broke out an extremely terrible momentum. What's more strange is that the surface of the bone gun was covered with blue veins like human meridians at some time.
A mysterious and terrible artistic conception, with the surging of the blue vein, surrounds Zhuo Wen like an upward air flow, completely enveloping it, like a devil like a God and like a rainbow.
"Is this... Gun meaning? And it's also extremely scary and domineering gun meaning."
The pupil of the black robed old man shrinks. He even feels a sense of threat on Zhuo Wen at the moment, especially the gun intention of the bone gun in Zhuo Wen's hand, which gives him a sense of terror and destruction.
The lazy old man in white robe frowned slightly and put his eyes on Zhuo Wen for the first time. He didn't expect that Zhuo Wen mastered this mysterious artistic conception when he was young.
He is well aware of the horror of artistic conception, which is a terrible realm that can greatly improve the strength of martial artists. Although it is ethereal, it is absolutely more destructive than martial artists of the same level.
The martial arts master the artistic conception can be invincible at the same level and challenge at higher levels. This is the privilege of the martial arts master the artistic conception, and none of the martial arts master the artistic conception is not a gifted terrorist genius.
Although the white robed old man did not understand the artistic conception, he naturally heard a little about the artistic conception. The artistic conception is divided into primary, entering the house and reaching the peak. One layer is more sharp and terrible than the other, which is an extremely terrible way of attack.
"The boy really mastered the artistic conception. The gun idea pays attention to the way of overlord. This son is crazy and sharp. No wonder he can master the gun idea, but unfortunately, it's only the primary gun idea."
Outside the Baichuan Marquis house, the dagger youth held his shoulders with both hands and looked at Zhuo Wen with a burning look. He himself mastered the meaning of entering the house and had a unique view on the artistic conception. At the moment, he could see the depth of Zhuo Wen at a glance.
However, the broadsword youth still had some doubts. He found that in the bone gun in Zhuo Wen's hand, there seemed to be a more overbearing and terrible artistic conception, which was definitely far beyond the primary gun.
"No wonder this son can surpass LV Yitao and break the record in Zhongling mountain. His understanding and potential are so terrible that he even understands the ethereal artistic conception. The future of Zhuo Wen is unlimited."
Xuanyuanli is also staring at Zhuo Wen with hot eyes. Artistic conception is the realm that every martial artist dreams of. All his life, xuanyuanli focuses on the sword in order to understand the meaning of the sword. Unfortunately, his understanding is not enough. He has studied for nearly a hundred years and still can't understand the meaning of the sword. This shows how difficult it is to understand the artistic conception.
But now Zhuo Wen has done it. Xuanyuanli is not excited. He wants to see what the legendary artistic conception is. Maybe he can appreciate a trace of sentiment.
Xu Chang, who was originally elated, looked a little ugly at the moment. He didn't expect Zhuo Wen to master the meaning of gun. This talent and potential were really terrible.
The more terrible Zhuo Wen's talent is, the more violent Xu Chang's intention to kill him. This son must be removed, or he may become a peerless strong man threatening his Baichuan Marquis house in ten years.
"Ha ha! Xu Chang, it seems that your wishful thinking is wrong. Zhuo Wen is not simple!" Lv Nantian sighed softly and smiled. He was also shocked by Zhuo Wen's mastery of the gun, but more excited.
"This son is really terrible, but with the primary gun intention, do you think he will be the opponent of the seven rounds of Huangji martial arts? If you think so, you are really wrong."
Xu Chang shook his head and a mocking smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. What if Zhuo Wen mastered the gun? The gap between him and the old man in black is so obvious that he will still lose in the end.
Hearing the speech, LV Nantian frowned, but he wasn't too worried. He didn't believe LV Hantian would watch Zhuo Wen fall like this. There must be something behind him.
"No wonder it can be called the biggest dark horse in the battle for the vitality tower. The talent is really terrible, but it's just a junior gun. You also want to compete with me? Then you're just a fool's dream. It's a great achievement to kill an evil genius like you."
The old man in black robe was stunned at first. He immediately sneered and moved. He turned into an elusive shadow and disappeared in situ. The next second he had come to the top of Zhuo Wen's forehead. His palm like a dead branch stretched out, and the surrounding air suddenly boiled.
"Primary gun intention is really not your opponent, but what if it comes into the house?"
Zhuo Wen smiled coldly. You should know that his bone gun was filled with a part of LV Hantian's gun power. If all of it broke out, it would be enough to give full play to the highest terrible gun power.
With that, Zhuo Wen made a slight mistake in his steps, looked up and stared at the black robed old man above. There was no sign of avoiding.
"What is this boy doing? Is he trying to die?"
Over the qianning palace, the white robed old man looked at Zhuo Wen's strange behavior and frowned. Somehow, he felt uneasy.
"This boy is just five rounds of emperor's extreme state. Although he has mastered the primary gun intention, he is unlikely to be Lao Hei's opponent. Lao Hei should be able to win this son easily." with a low smile, the white robed old man felt that he was worried too much.
The claws of the black robed old man came in an instant. In the blink of an eye, it was only an inch away from Zhuo Wen's eyebrows, and the corners of the black robed old man's mouth also showed senhan sneer. There is no doubt that this son will die. This son can't hide at such a close distance.
Boom!
Suddenly, the bone gun in Zhuo Wen's hand was horizontal, and the blue veins on the surface of the bone gun were separated one after another, turned into little drops of blue water, a mysterious feeling surged, and the surrounding space was suddenly distorted.
The black robed old man's claws also touched the blue water droplets around him, and then the smile on his face slowly solidified, because he found that his claws were there when they touched the blue water droplets.
Whoosh!
The sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded, and then the black robed old man's pupils tightened and found that Zhuo Wen's bone gun tip suddenly shot at a terrible speed. The gun tip with a cold light passed through his claws in an instant.
Pooh!
The blood spilled in the air. The old man in black felt a pain in his arm. Then he was shocked to find that his right arm was broken shoulder to shoulder.
"Ah! My hand, my hand!"
The old man in black suddenly flew out, and his blood fell like a rain curtain. I saw that his right arm was empty at some time.
The confrontation between the two just ended when the old man in black broke his arm
Hiss, hiss!
Suddenly there was a sound of cold breath. The old man in black robe was the supreme elder of Baichuan Marquis house, and his strength was even stronger than that of the seven rounds of emperor. Now Zhuo Wen broke his arm. How did Zhuo Wen do it?
"This guy's gun intention is not primary at all, but the gun intention of entering the house. This guy is younger than me. How can he understand the artistic conception of entering the house?"
Outside the Baichuan Marquis mansion, the original broadsword youth also showed a moving look on his face. The gun intention used by Zhuo Wenfang was not primary, but reached the level of entering the house, otherwise it would be impossible to break the arm of the old man in black robe.
"Interesting! The little guy who thought this scene of Qin county only understood the primary gun idea, but he didn't expect to reach the same level of entering the house as me. It seems that the young emperor list must have a place for this son." Dadao youth said to himself with a light smile.
When everyone was shocked, Zhuo Wen was extremely calm. When he stepped on the empty soles of his feet, his speed soared to the extreme, and he immediately caught up with the old man in black with broken arms. He must be killed.
"Little bastard! If you dare to kill Lao Hei, I will destroy your nine families."
A loud cry came, and then the lazy old man in white robe looked up at the sky, surprised and angry on his face, slapped Zhuo Wen behind his back, trying to stop Zhuo Wen.
"What a terrible smell. The cultivation of the white robed old man is even more terrible than the black robed old man. Isn't it a martial artist in the eight wheel emperor extreme territory?"
Feeling the terrible momentum from behind, Zhuo Wen's face changed greatly. The white robed old man was too terrible, but now is the best time to kill the black robed old man. If you miss it, it may become difficult to kill such a strong man again.
Moreover, Zhuo Wen also knows that as long as he kills the old man in black robe, Baichuan marquis will definitely hurt his muscles and bones. This is a strong man in the seven rounds of emperor's extreme territory. Such a strong man is really rare!
In the Baichuan Marquis mansion, the strength can be stronger than the black robed old man, I'm afraid it's the white robed old man, Xu Chang and the mysterious Xu Lingtian.
"Want to stop me? It's not that easy!"
With a cold hum, Zhuo Wen no longer kept it, and immediately sent out all the gun ideas of LV Hantian. In a short time, the blue water droplets around him condensed into blue ice crystals and surrounded him, while Zhuo Wen continued to rob the old man in black robe.
The cold light flashed past, and a big head rushed up into the sky with blood scattered
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