Chapter 756
Poop!
In an instant, more than 30 nine wheel Huangji martial artists had been killed by Zhuo Wen, and the bodies fell like raindrops.
Zhuo Wen was even more impolite. While killing these people, the blood sucking method in the body suddenly worked to absorb all the blood essence in the body.
The blood sucking method can absorb the blood essence of the martial artist. This blood essence has extremely surging energy. This blood essence energy can not only help Zhuo Wen heal his wounds, but also help him improve his accomplishments.
It's just that this kind of blood essence has great disadvantages, there are many impurities in it, and it also contains side effects such as resentment.
Without the help of the blood devil who suppressed in the green coffin, Zhuo Wen would not easily use the blood sucking method, but now he has no scruples. After all, the blood devil can help him filter out the impurities in the blood essence power.
In fact, Zhuo Wen is most afraid of the six xuanzunjing elders floating quietly at the top of the courtyard. Although two of them are restrained by LV Nantian, there are still four xuanzunjing elders.
Now what Zhuo Wen needs is strength to improve his strength as soon as possible to deal with the four xuanzun martial arts, so Zhuo Wen unscrupulously uses the secret method with such side effects as blood sucking.
Whoosh!
With the continuous absorption of the power of blood essence, the breath in Zhuo style is also more and more huge. Once you step on the soles of your feet, you become braver and braver. When you wave your hands, countless gunshots will explode, and you can reap the lives of several martial artists.
In an instant, the lives of ten martial artists fell completely under Zhuo Wen's bone gun. Countless blood fell with the surrounding rainy night. It looked so strange on this night.
"What a terrible guy. More than 30 nine rounds of encirclement and suppression in Huangji territory were destroyed by Zhuo Wensheng and killed more than 20 people."
Looking at more than 20 miserable corpses on the courtyard, many martial arts onlookers around trembled.
These are more than twenty nine rounds of emperor Jijing martial arts. Even among the five families, they are also high-level personnel. Now in Zhuo Wen's hands, they are like slaughtering dogs.
"Hmm? This little bastard... Why did he suddenly burst out such terrible combat power."
Over the courtyard, the four Fu Lao people who didn't care at all also noticed that many nine wheel Huangji killers were slaughtered below, and their pupils couldn't help shrinking.
"This son has mastered the intention of the gun. No wonder he can burst out such terrible combat power. He can't slaughter like this anymore. It's ancient. You used to kill this son!"
Old Fu frowned slightly and gave an order to an old man in a untidy purple robe behind him. The old man nodded, stepped on the soles of his feet and swept away towards Zhuo Wen.
At the moment, Zhuo Wen was killing himself. Suddenly, he felt a sharp sound breaking the air behind him.
With his keen perception, he immediately knew that one of the four elders had made a move. He stepped on the empty soles of his feet and turned into a thunder. He immediately escaped the ancient attack behind him.
Boom!
The old thin palm suddenly patted on the open space where Zhuo Wen was located. Unexpectedly, he threw himself into the air and frowned.
"What a cunning kid! But do you think you can escape my palm?"
The corner of the ancient mouth rose, jumped and swept towards Zhuo Wen again. For example, it was faster and reached Zhuo Wen in an instant.
"What a fast speed!"
Looking at the ancient close at hand, Zhuo Wen's pupils shrunk, the bone gun in his hand waved violently, and the surging gun intention broke out, forming a ring-shaped blue gun shadow field around him.
"At a young age, you can understand the meaning of guns. Your talent is really terrible, but unfortunately, a genius like you will die here tonight."
With an old cold hum, the withered palm was pressed down hard, and the invisible pressure, like a wild beast, rolled down and bombarded the blue gun shadow field heavily.
Click!
In Zhuo Wen's shocked eyes, the blue gun shadow field was directly broken like fragile glass, and then the ancient palm slapped on Zhuo Wen's chest.
Whoosh!
Zhuo Wen, like withered leaves, suddenly fell and smashed into the courtyard, forming a huge pit. Life and death are unknown!
"That Zhuo Wen is dead! Those who are hard hit by xuanzun's martial arts will die without doubt."
"It's a pity that such a genius offended three of the five families in Huangdu county. It's a sad ending."
When Zhuo Wen was blown into the courtyard by the ancient palm, there was a sigh around him. After all, the gap between Huangji and xuanzun is too big.
No matter how talented Zhuo Wen is, what's the use of mastering the terror gun and being invincible at the same level? He is as vulnerable as a mole ant in xuanzun territory, which is a level higher than his realm.
"The boy should not be dead yet, but it should not be far from death! Ten of you go down to finish the boy and get the spirit ring in his hand."
The old man stood quietly in the middle of the courtyard with his hands on his back and ordered the remaining ten martial artists around him.
There are more than thirty nine rounds of Huangji martial arts. At the moment, there are only so ten who have been killed by Zhuo Wen. This time, it can be said that they have suffered heavy losses.
"Yes!"
The ten martial artists bowed their hands and immediately showed a look of resentment on their faces. Among the more than 20 people killed by Zhuo Wen just now, there were many friends with whom they had a good relationship.
Now they are all dead because of Zhuo Wen. Ten of them want to devour Zhuo Wen alive.
Whoosh!
Ten people instantly turned into ten streamers and swept towards the deep pit where Zhuo Wen fell, and the weapons in their hands were frightening.
When ten people approached the pit, a golden awn suddenly rose from the pit, and then six blue gun shadows swept out of the golden awn.
Among the ten people who rushed, the fastest six burst into a blood mist under the shadow of the six guns.
A golden figure swept out like a devil, and the six blood fog turned into a stream of blood essence energy and countercurrent into the golden figure.
"Is xuanzunjing great?"
Stepping on the ground, Jin mang slowly gathered away, revealing a tall and strong figure.
When the people around saw the figure, they took a breath, because the figure had three heads and six arms. One head was naturally Zhuo Wen, and the other two heads were in the other two directions, which were Buddha heads.
Among the six arms, each holds a brilliant long gun, which is a powerful earth level Lingbao.
"How did Zhuo Wen become such a strange image? I should have practiced some strange body refining secret method!"
Among the onlookers, many people frowned slightly and looked at Zhuo Wen with three heads and six arms, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.
Looking down at Zhuo Wen below, the ancient man who was high above also showed a trace of surprise in his calm eyes. He vaguely felt that Zhuo Wen at this time was much more terrible than at the beginning.
"Run!"
Six of the ten people who had been close were killed in an instant. The remaining four people, their faces already full of panic, shouted and fled in all directions.
"Escape? Stay!"
At the moment, Zhuo Wen finally made the nirvana of the great sun disappear, and his body derived three heads and six arms. Both his fighting consciousness and physical strength have reached an extremely terrible level.
Whoosh!
As soon as he stepped on the soles of his feet, Zhuo Wen swept out in an instant. Then he only heard four shrill screams. The four people who escaped turned into four bodies in an instant.
Pooh!
Four surging blood essence forces turned into four blood lines and drilled into Zhuo Wen's body. With a roar, Zhuo Wen's breath soared to the limit, and then a sullen voice sounded in his body.
After absorbing the blood essence of more than 30 Jiulun Huangji, Zhuo Wen finally made a breakthrough and directly promoted to the peak of Jiulun Huangji from the later stage of Jiulun Huangji.
"Breakthrough? The boy was just absorbing other people's blood essence and turning it into his own strength!"
As soon as the ancient pupil shrinks, Zhuo Wen's behavior of absorbing blood line just now, he naturally sees it clearly, that is the blood essence power of the four dead warriors.
"What a strange kid, this son must die!"
The death of more than 30 Jiulun huangjijing Warriors also completely angered the ancient. They are all elite warriors of the family. Losing any one is extremely painful. Now he has sacrificed more than 30 at once. How can he not feel heartache.
"Just in time!"
Looking at the ancient, Zhuo Wen roared, stepped on his feet, six arms waving six long guns, and six terrible gun ideas burst out around Zhuo Wen's body.
Boom!
The two contacted in an instant, and the six gun meaning field burst out in front of Zhuo Wen. Then the discovery of the ancient pupil miniaturization made his attack look so humble under the terrible power of the six gun meaning field.
Pooh!
A mouthful of blood roared out, and the ancient void stepped back hundreds of steps. Only then did he barely stop his figure and stared at Zhuo Wen with three heads and six arms in front of him.
"What? Zhuo Wen is so strong. How can he become so strong! One move will make the ancient of xuanzun territory back hundreds of steps."
The onlookers took a breath and looked unbelievably at the embarrassed old man and Zhuo Wen standing in the void.
It's easy to see which is stronger or weaker when the two fight.
"Ha ha! Your three families are all a bunch of wine bags. More than 30 Huangji martial artists encircled and suppressed Zhuo Wen. Not only did Zhuo Wen not hurt a hair, but he was killed!"
"Now even the elders of xuanzun territory have shot, but they have been repulsed hundreds of meters away. It's really a group of waste."
In the Hunyuan Sancai array, LV Hantian also saw the terrorist war over the courtyard, especially when Zhuo Wen killed more than 30 nine wheel Huangji martial artists, LV Hantian smiled.
Then Zhuo Wenyan gave birth to three heads and six arms, and struck back the ancient of xuanzun territory. Even LV Hantian was surprised.
Zhuo Wen's strength was beyond his expectation. It was just nine rounds of Huangji territory. He was able to suppress the martial artists in the early stage of xuanzun territory.
The faces of Gran Haohai, Cao Yan and Feng Tian were not very good-looking. Zhuo Wen's achievements also shocked the three.
"How could this son grow up so fast?" Cao Zhi gnashed his teeth and said.
"This Zhuo Wen must be removed, and then suffer from infinity."
Gran Haohai's eyes were extremely cold. He shouted to the three Fu Lao people over the courtyard: "Fu Lao, when do you want to see the play, kill Zhuo Wen together!"
In an instant, more than 30 nine wheel Huangji martial artists had been killed by Zhuo Wen, and the bodies fell like raindrops.
Zhuo Wen was even more impolite. While killing these people, the blood sucking method in the body suddenly worked to absorb all the blood essence in the body.
The blood sucking method can absorb the blood essence of the martial artist. This blood essence has extremely surging energy. This blood essence energy can not only help Zhuo Wen heal his wounds, but also help him improve his accomplishments.
It's just that this kind of blood essence has great disadvantages, there are many impurities in it, and it also contains side effects such as resentment.
Without the help of the blood devil who suppressed in the green coffin, Zhuo Wen would not easily use the blood sucking method, but now he has no scruples. After all, the blood devil can help him filter out the impurities in the blood essence power.
In fact, Zhuo Wen is most afraid of the six xuanzunjing elders floating quietly at the top of the courtyard. Although two of them are restrained by LV Nantian, there are still four xuanzunjing elders.
Now what Zhuo Wen needs is strength to improve his strength as soon as possible to deal with the four xuanzun martial arts, so Zhuo Wen unscrupulously uses the secret method with such side effects as blood sucking.
Whoosh!
With the continuous absorption of the power of blood essence, the breath in Zhuo style is also more and more huge. Once you step on the soles of your feet, you become braver and braver. When you wave your hands, countless gunshots will explode, and you can reap the lives of several martial artists.
In an instant, the lives of ten martial artists fell completely under Zhuo Wen's bone gun. Countless blood fell with the surrounding rainy night. It looked so strange on this night.
"What a terrible guy. More than 30 nine rounds of encirclement and suppression in Huangji territory were destroyed by Zhuo Wensheng and killed more than 20 people."
Looking at more than 20 miserable corpses on the courtyard, many martial arts onlookers around trembled.
These are more than twenty nine rounds of emperor Jijing martial arts. Even among the five families, they are also high-level personnel. Now in Zhuo Wen's hands, they are like slaughtering dogs.
"Hmm? This little bastard... Why did he suddenly burst out such terrible combat power."
Over the courtyard, the four Fu Lao people who didn't care at all also noticed that many nine wheel Huangji killers were slaughtered below, and their pupils couldn't help shrinking.
"This son has mastered the intention of the gun. No wonder he can burst out such terrible combat power. He can't slaughter like this anymore. It's ancient. You used to kill this son!"
Old Fu frowned slightly and gave an order to an old man in a untidy purple robe behind him. The old man nodded, stepped on the soles of his feet and swept away towards Zhuo Wen.
At the moment, Zhuo Wen was killing himself. Suddenly, he felt a sharp sound breaking the air behind him.
With his keen perception, he immediately knew that one of the four elders had made a move. He stepped on the empty soles of his feet and turned into a thunder. He immediately escaped the ancient attack behind him.
Boom!
The old thin palm suddenly patted on the open space where Zhuo Wen was located. Unexpectedly, he threw himself into the air and frowned.
"What a cunning kid! But do you think you can escape my palm?"
The corner of the ancient mouth rose, jumped and swept towards Zhuo Wen again. For example, it was faster and reached Zhuo Wen in an instant.
"What a fast speed!"
Looking at the ancient close at hand, Zhuo Wen's pupils shrunk, the bone gun in his hand waved violently, and the surging gun intention broke out, forming a ring-shaped blue gun shadow field around him.
"At a young age, you can understand the meaning of guns. Your talent is really terrible, but unfortunately, a genius like you will die here tonight."
With an old cold hum, the withered palm was pressed down hard, and the invisible pressure, like a wild beast, rolled down and bombarded the blue gun shadow field heavily.
Click!
In Zhuo Wen's shocked eyes, the blue gun shadow field was directly broken like fragile glass, and then the ancient palm slapped on Zhuo Wen's chest.
Whoosh!
Zhuo Wen, like withered leaves, suddenly fell and smashed into the courtyard, forming a huge pit. Life and death are unknown!
"That Zhuo Wen is dead! Those who are hard hit by xuanzun's martial arts will die without doubt."
"It's a pity that such a genius offended three of the five families in Huangdu county. It's a sad ending."
When Zhuo Wen was blown into the courtyard by the ancient palm, there was a sigh around him. After all, the gap between Huangji and xuanzun is too big.
No matter how talented Zhuo Wen is, what's the use of mastering the terror gun and being invincible at the same level? He is as vulnerable as a mole ant in xuanzun territory, which is a level higher than his realm.
"The boy should not be dead yet, but it should not be far from death! Ten of you go down to finish the boy and get the spirit ring in his hand."
The old man stood quietly in the middle of the courtyard with his hands on his back and ordered the remaining ten martial artists around him.
There are more than thirty nine rounds of Huangji martial arts. At the moment, there are only so ten who have been killed by Zhuo Wen. This time, it can be said that they have suffered heavy losses.
"Yes!"
The ten martial artists bowed their hands and immediately showed a look of resentment on their faces. Among the more than 20 people killed by Zhuo Wen just now, there were many friends with whom they had a good relationship.
Now they are all dead because of Zhuo Wen. Ten of them want to devour Zhuo Wen alive.
Whoosh!
Ten people instantly turned into ten streamers and swept towards the deep pit where Zhuo Wen fell, and the weapons in their hands were frightening.
When ten people approached the pit, a golden awn suddenly rose from the pit, and then six blue gun shadows swept out of the golden awn.
Among the ten people who rushed, the fastest six burst into a blood mist under the shadow of the six guns.
A golden figure swept out like a devil, and the six blood fog turned into a stream of blood essence energy and countercurrent into the golden figure.
"Is xuanzunjing great?"
Stepping on the ground, Jin mang slowly gathered away, revealing a tall and strong figure.
When the people around saw the figure, they took a breath, because the figure had three heads and six arms. One head was naturally Zhuo Wen, and the other two heads were in the other two directions, which were Buddha heads.
Among the six arms, each holds a brilliant long gun, which is a powerful earth level Lingbao.
"How did Zhuo Wen become such a strange image? I should have practiced some strange body refining secret method!"
Among the onlookers, many people frowned slightly and looked at Zhuo Wen with three heads and six arms, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.
Looking down at Zhuo Wen below, the ancient man who was high above also showed a trace of surprise in his calm eyes. He vaguely felt that Zhuo Wen at this time was much more terrible than at the beginning.
"Run!"
Six of the ten people who had been close were killed in an instant. The remaining four people, their faces already full of panic, shouted and fled in all directions.
"Escape? Stay!"
At the moment, Zhuo Wen finally made the nirvana of the great sun disappear, and his body derived three heads and six arms. Both his fighting consciousness and physical strength have reached an extremely terrible level.
Whoosh!
As soon as he stepped on the soles of his feet, Zhuo Wen swept out in an instant. Then he only heard four shrill screams. The four people who escaped turned into four bodies in an instant.
Pooh!
Four surging blood essence forces turned into four blood lines and drilled into Zhuo Wen's body. With a roar, Zhuo Wen's breath soared to the limit, and then a sullen voice sounded in his body.
After absorbing the blood essence of more than 30 Jiulun Huangji, Zhuo Wen finally made a breakthrough and directly promoted to the peak of Jiulun Huangji from the later stage of Jiulun Huangji.
"Breakthrough? The boy was just absorbing other people's blood essence and turning it into his own strength!"
As soon as the ancient pupil shrinks, Zhuo Wen's behavior of absorbing blood line just now, he naturally sees it clearly, that is the blood essence power of the four dead warriors.
"What a strange kid, this son must die!"
The death of more than 30 Jiulun huangjijing Warriors also completely angered the ancient. They are all elite warriors of the family. Losing any one is extremely painful. Now he has sacrificed more than 30 at once. How can he not feel heartache.
"Just in time!"
Looking at the ancient, Zhuo Wen roared, stepped on his feet, six arms waving six long guns, and six terrible gun ideas burst out around Zhuo Wen's body.
Boom!
The two contacted in an instant, and the six gun meaning field burst out in front of Zhuo Wen. Then the discovery of the ancient pupil miniaturization made his attack look so humble under the terrible power of the six gun meaning field.
Pooh!
A mouthful of blood roared out, and the ancient void stepped back hundreds of steps. Only then did he barely stop his figure and stared at Zhuo Wen with three heads and six arms in front of him.
"What? Zhuo Wen is so strong. How can he become so strong! One move will make the ancient of xuanzun territory back hundreds of steps."
The onlookers took a breath and looked unbelievably at the embarrassed old man and Zhuo Wen standing in the void.
It's easy to see which is stronger or weaker when the two fight.
"Ha ha! Your three families are all a bunch of wine bags. More than 30 Huangji martial artists encircled and suppressed Zhuo Wen. Not only did Zhuo Wen not hurt a hair, but he was killed!"
"Now even the elders of xuanzun territory have shot, but they have been repulsed hundreds of meters away. It's really a group of waste."
In the Hunyuan Sancai array, LV Hantian also saw the terrorist war over the courtyard, especially when Zhuo Wen killed more than 30 nine wheel Huangji martial artists, LV Hantian smiled.
Then Zhuo Wenyan gave birth to three heads and six arms, and struck back the ancient of xuanzun territory. Even LV Hantian was surprised.
Zhuo Wen's strength was beyond his expectation. It was just nine rounds of Huangji territory. He was able to suppress the martial artists in the early stage of xuanzun territory.
The faces of Gran Haohai, Cao Yan and Feng Tian were not very good-looking. Zhuo Wen's achievements also shocked the three.
"How could this son grow up so fast?" Cao Zhi gnashed his teeth and said.
"This Zhuo Wen must be removed, and then suffer from infinity."
Gran Haohai's eyes were extremely cold. He shouted to the three Fu Lao people over the courtyard: "Fu Lao, when do you want to see the play, kill Zhuo Wen together!"
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