Chapter 809

"Nalan Hongyu hasn't become an inner disciple of the holy sect yet? Am I insulting your holy sect disciples?" Zhuo Wen said indifferently as he looked around the holy sect disciples who surrounded him.

Nalan's Ruby chin was raised high, and a radian appeared at the corners of his mouth. He sneered and said, "it's a certainty that I will become an inner disciple. Now you insult me and are provoking the holy sect. Do you think you should die?"

"Hongyu is right. She will become an inner disciple sooner or later, and what are you? Where are you qualified to abuse her?" the man in Black said coldly.

All eyes were on the young people surrounded by the disciples of Shengzong. They all shook their heads and sighed. They didn't expect that such a thing would happen at the opening ceremony.

"This young man is really unlucky! He can be competent to become an inner disciple of the holy sect with his talent. Unfortunately..."

Everyone knows that this talented young man has offended Nalan ruby, and Nalan ruby has a good relationship with the man in black robe. Entering the holy sect this time is completely ruined, and maybe he may pay the price of death.

"Regret? You can't afford to offend some people after all, but it's useless for you to regret now! Your talent is really good. Unfortunately, the holy Pope doesn't lack a genius like you."

Nalan ruby was high above, looking down at the young man below, posing as a winner. She wanted to see the young man in front of her, showing the color of regret, anger and other negative emotions.

Unfortunately, the young people surrounded were extremely calm from beginning to end. Their indifferent eyes were like eternal stone statues and could not see any other colors.

"Pretend? Second uncle, take down this rebellious guy!" Nalan Hongyu snorted coldly and said to the man in black beside him.

The man in black nodded, waved his hand and said, "take this son down for me. If he dares to resist, directly erase it!"

"Yes!"

Twenty Shengzong disciples shouted in unison and pinched their right hands. They all showed a sharp long sword and came straight towards Zhuo Wen with great tacit understanding.

Indifferently, he looked around at the saints' disciples. Zhuo Wen was expressionless. With a move in his right hand, a cold bone gun appeared in the palm of his hand.

Kick!

With a stamp on the sole of his foot, Zhuo Wen turned into an ethereal shadow and passed in the surrounding circle in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the 20 disciples of the holy sect who showed the potential of encircling the circle suddenly solidified and stagnated. Like a sculpture, they stopped motionless in mid air and looked very strange.

Whoosh!

Ten meters away from the encirclement circle, a tall and loose figure landed slowly, holding a bone gun obliquely in his hand. At the tip of the gun, drops of bright blood trickled down.

Plop!

Plop!

At that time, all the 20 disciples of the holy sect who had stagnated fell to the ground. A deep red line appeared at their neck. They had no breath and were all dead.

One shot in the throat!

Hiss, hiss!

The sound of sucking cold air sounded. People stared at the 20 saints who fell to the ground and died. One face to face, all the 20 saints were killed?

The black robed man and the white old man were also staring at the bodies of the 20 saints' disciples below. They didn't expect that the 20 saints' disciples would be killed in this way?

These twenty disciples of the holy sect are all elite disciples of the holy sect. Their strength is around the five rounds of the emperor's extreme territory, but now they are killed by an ordinary young man. It's really incredible.

The smile on Nalan's Ruby pretty face also gradually faded. Meimou stared at the 20 Saint disciples who were killed in an instant. She couldn't help muttering: "twenty five wheel Huangji martial arts were killed in an instant? Is it my illusion?"

After discovering that this was not an illusion, the color of horror on Nalan's Ruby face became more and more intense, and even her delicate body could not help shaking. How could the young man have such a strong strength in front of him?

Originally, after the young man defeated the soldiers she brought, he just thought he was a four wheeled Huangji martial artist. Now it seems that she has underestimated the strength of the young man.

"Hum! There's another uncle here. He will be caught at that time."

Glancing at the black robed man around him, Nalan Hongyu's heart was a little calmer. After all, the black robed man was a saint elder, and his strength reached the extreme state of eight rounds of emperor. Nalan Hongyu didn't believe that the young man could have stronger strength than the black robed man.

"How dare you kill my saint disciple?"

The black robed man opened his eyes, shouted angrily, and stared at Zhuo Wen, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat.

"You ordered them to kill me, so why can't I kill them?"

With a sneer, Zhuo Wen stood with a gun, looked up slightly, stared at the man in black, and his mouth was full of ridicule and laughter.

"What are you? It's natural for our saints to kill you, and those who kill our saints deserve to die!"

"If you kill 20 elite disciples of our holy sect today, stay forever."

The black robed man snorted coldly, and the terrible momentum broke out. The black robed automatically hunted without wind, and the wind roared around his body.

"Elder Naran is going to fight! I'm afraid this son will be unlucky."

"Elder Nalan has a high position in the holy sect, and his cultivation is above the eight wheel emperor extreme. He is also the top power in the holy sect. This young man killed 20 holy sect disciples, which caused great disaster!"

"After all, Shengzong is the holy land of martial arts in this heaven and earth. This son wants to die if he kills Shengzong!"

Feeling the fierce killing intention emitted by the man in black, many people were surprised and looked at Zhuo Wen's eyes with pity and regret.

"Originally, I just wanted to drive you out of the holy sect. Unfortunately, you not only didn't listen, but also abused my holy sect disciples!"

"And now it's even more cruel to kill my 20 saints. You deserve to die. No one can save you today!"

The man in black stood in the air, majestic, looking down at Zhuo Wen, his voice rolling like thunder.

Nalan's Ruby complexion turned red. Her second uncle was finally going to fight, so there was no doubt that the young man would die.

"Ha ha! You deserve to die? Then come and try!"

As soon as the bone gun was picked, Zhuo Wen pointed the tip of the bone gun at the man in black robe, quite provocative.

This remark caused an uproar around. Everyone didn't expect that he had come to this point. He dared to provoke the man in black robe. Isn't this trying to die?

"Since you want to die so much, this seat will help you!"

The black robed man smiled angrily, his hands folded, and the terrible yuan force gathered on the void behind him. The black yuan force gushed out and turned into a huge black blade of tens of feet.

"Black Jue blade!"

With a low cry, the black robed man jumped into the void and swooped down in an instant. With that huge black blade, he came to Zhuo Wen with great momentum.

"Elder Nalan unexpectedly used the strongest move black Jue blade. It seems that he intends to kill the young man in front of him completely!"

Looking at the huge black blade around the black robed man, many people were full of amazement. This black Jue blade is the unique skill of the black robed man, and many people are quite clear.

Slightly raised his head, Zhuo Wen's eyes were still like an ancient well without waves. With a stamp on the soles of his feet, Zhuo Wen suddenly rose to the sky, and the bone gun in his right hand shook, and the power of mysterious artistic conception suddenly broke out.

Whoosh!

In an instant, Zhuo Wen and the man in black passed by in a wrong way, just like strangers. There was no fierce confrontation or hot-blooded collision, just a very calm wrong way.

Click!

Then they found that the black robed man's Condensed Black Jue blade completely disintegrated into countless black fragments in full view of the public.

Pooh!

The black robed man suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole man flew out like a withered butterfly, his eyes wide open, and his eyes were full of incredible.

Even the man in black didn't expect that his black blade was simply broken, and there was no fancy.

Boom!

Hit on the ground tens of meters away, the man in black vomited a mouthful of blood again, and his breath was extremely depressed.

Quiet, at this moment, the whole surroundings fell into a strange quiet atmosphere. Both the onlookers off the court and Nalan Ruby and Bai Lao on the mountain gate were stunned on the spot.

Their eyes were gathered tens of meters away, lying on the ground, spitting blood, and unbelievable emotions filled almost everyone's face.

The man in black, that is, the elder of the holy sect, a strong man with strength above the eight rounds of emperor's extreme territory, is now defeated by fighting an ordinary young man face to face!

When people found that what was happening in front of them was not an illusion, one after another, the sound of cold breath could not help but ring through.

The most surprised thing is Nalan ruby. At the moment, Nalan ruby is stunned in place. Her beautiful eyes stare at the defeated man in black, and her delicate body trembles.

"How can it be? The second uncle is a strong man in the eight rounds of emperor's extreme territory. He was defeated by this son? It's impossible. It must be my illusion. Yes, it must be my illusion."

Old Bai's mouth was slightly open, but his heart was extremely shocked. The strength of the young man in front of him had exceeded his imagination. Even the man in black was defeated by him.

"Elder Naran! The one you want to drive away is a real demon genius! Offending such a genius is not worth the loss."

Old Bai shook his head, and his eyes showed a pity. The young man in front of him was too terrible. If the man in black didn't cross his leg and had to drive him out of the holy sect, he would now be the inner disciple of the holy sect.

Unfortunately, luck makes people. Now it is impossible for this son to enter their holy sect because of the man in black.

Thinking of this, Bai Lao is also very uncomfortable with the black robed man's practice. Unfortunately, his status is always lower than that of the black robed man, and his discourse power is lower than that of the latter, so there is nothing he can do.

Whoosh!

In the middle of the air, Zhuo Wen stamped the soles of his feet and immediately came over the black robed man. With a long gun in his hand, he planned to kill the black robed man directly