Chapter 927

"The three of us just need to hold this son. There's no need to fight with him. After all, in our opinion, this son will die." the devil shadow Jie smiled.

"What brother Moying said is true, but your Tianfeng demon palace is far away from Yancheng than our Qingxu valley. Our leader should arrive first at that time. If we catch it first by our Qingxu Valley, you don't need to come."

Drunk Qingfeng once again poured a mouthful of wine in the jade gourd. His face was slightly red and his eyes were blurred.

The demon shadow's eyes narrowed and said coldly: "the palace master has the power to be possessed by the devil. Even if Tianfeng demon palace is farther than your Qingxu Valley, I'm afraid it won't be much slower than your Qingxu son in your Qingxu Valley at the speed of the palace master."

Shaoyan's left eye blinked. Just now he had crushed the jade talisman. The closed ancestors of Shaoyan family almost received it. At the moment, they are on the road. Their Shaoyan family is in the burning city, which is nearest to them.

There is no doubt that the ancestors of the aristocratic family must have arrived first. If their ancestors could take the lead in capturing Zhuo Wen before the arrival of devil Daozi and qingxuzi, they would not be able to keep all the benefits, but they would also have a share.

Just when the three thought that Zhuo Wen had been captured, an extremely terrible atmosphere broke out from the center of the three of them and attracted the attention of the three.

When their eyes focused on the owner of the breath, they were all surprised, because the source of the breath was Zhuo Wen, which was ignored by them.

"This breath is... The supreme state?" said Shaoyan, with his left mouth slightly open, spitting out such a sentence.

Drunk Qingfeng and evil shadow looked at each other, and they both saw a look of horror from each other's eyes. It was the supreme realm. When they pursued Zhuo Wen, they were only the cultivation of the three rounds of emperor's extreme realm. Why can such a terrible atmosphere break out now?

"This son has been hiding before. Can't he achieve his accomplishments?" drunk Qingfeng's eyes twinkled and heavy tunnel.

The devil shadow's eyelids jumped slightly at the moment, because he found a deep and cold look and stared at him straight, which made him uncomfortable, and the owner of this look was Zhuo Wen.

"Demon shadow! You are so kind that you dare to attack me."

Zhuo Wen's voice is calm and terrible, but everyone knows that under this calm, I'm afraid there is a terrible intention to kill.

The shadow's hiding ability is very strong. Just now Zhuo Wen was attracted by shaoyanzuo, so he was successfully attacked by the former. At that moment, if Zhuo Wen was slow and took a shot, the shadow's sword would pierce his heart. At that time, there was really no way to recover.

"Today... You will die."

The indifferent voice rang out, Zhuo Wen stamped his foot, immediately waved the blood gun in his hand, and used the gun power of Shura blood. Countless cracks burst out in the void, and an endless sea of blood gushed out of the cracks.

"Kill!"

With a loud drink, Zhuo Wen wrapped in a sea of blood and swept straight towards the devil's shadow. The killing intention was overwhelming, and the sea of blood was raging, making Zhuo Wen look like the demon God returning from Shura hell at the moment.

"Don't talk about Zuo and drunk Qingfeng. What are you two still watching? Stop this son with me quickly. As long as the palace leader or Qingxu son comes, this son will not escape."

The shadow's right hand was horizontal, and the long sword haunted by black fog appeared in the palm of his hand. With a stroke in the void, the terrible black energy crossed the void and turned into a huge sword shadow and cut off towards Zhuo Wen. At the same time, he flew back and shouted to drunk Qingfeng and Shaoyan.

Zui Qingfeng and Shaoyan Zuo have dignified faces. After Zhuo Wen exposed the breath of the supreme realm, there is no relaxed color on their faces. They all secretly scold Zhuo Wen for pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger to hide their accomplishments.

"Qingxu sword formula, cut!"

Drunk Qingfeng pinched the sword formula with both hands, and the blue yuan force vomited out, turned into thousands of sword shadows on the void, and swept away towards Zhuo Wen.

At the same time, Shaoyan left made complicated palmprints with both hands, unexpectedly using the nine turn ice God formula used by Shaoyan Qinglin at the beginning.

"Five turn God, die for me."

As soon as you press your left and right hands, a terrible snow storm appears in the void behind it. In the snow storm, a huge shadow looms and the void steps in.

The nine turn ice magic formula used by Shaoyan Zuo is much more powerful than Shaoyan Qinglin, and the power of the phantom is much more terrible than Shaoyan Qinglin.

The black sword shadow across the void, the thousands of cyan sword shadows used wantonly, and the terrible giant shadow rolling in the snow storm, the three attacks showed a triangular trend and swept straight towards Zhuo Wen in the center. The whole void was shrouded by these three terrorist attacks.

All martial artists in Yancheng looked up at the sky and opened their mouths slightly. They had been stunned by the three terrorist attacks. This was a joint attack by the three strong xuanzunjing warriors, and these three strong xuanzunjing warriors were not ordinary martial artists.

Not to mention a few words, Zuo is the peak of xuanzun territory. Zui Qingfeng and magic shadow are the peerless talents of Yancheng. Their combat power is far beyond that of ordinary xuanzun martial arts. Their combat power is extraordinary. Together, they can even kill the early martial arts of the supreme territory.

Although Zhuo Wen broke out the breath of the supreme realm, in the three people's view, he would not be the enemy of their joint move.

"Three days of the sun god furnace!"

Zhuo Wen drank coldly. The sun Rune on the surface of the sun god furnace above his head became more and more intense and dazzling. Unexpectedly, there were three rounds of huge hot sun. The surface of these three rounds of hot sun was filled with the fire of the sun, which was golden and could not be looked at.

The three rounds of hot sun swept towards the three attacks around, emitting light and heat. In an instant, it collided with the three attacks.

Boom!

The deafening explosion rang out, and then the three attacks in the void and the three rounds of hot sun turned into nothingness and annihilation at the same time, while Zhuo Wen stepped on the endless fire of the sun and immediately reached the demon shadow.

"Die!"

As soon as the right hand rotates, the blood gun rotates at high speed and sweeps towards the center of the shadow's eyebrows. Countless blood seas wrap the shadow, forming a blood barrier, so that it can't escape.

The shadow's eyes were gloomy, and the black sword in his hand crossed forward. All the black fog on his body gathered on the black sword. For a moment, the slender black sword expanded rapidly and turned into tens of feet. It crossed in front of him like a solid sword shield.

"Can you stop it?"

The meaning of Sen Han in Zhuo Wen's eyes became more and more strong. The blood gun hit the sword shield and made a harsh sound of gold and iron, which made the demon shadow retreat again and again.

"Broken!"

Zhuo Wen slapped his right hand on the handle of the blood gun, and strong power poured out, and a touch of strange red appeared at the tip of the blood gun.

Click!

The black sword shield didn't last too long. Under the terrible power of the blood gun, a trace of cracks appeared on the surface, and finally completely collapsed into countless black powder.

Whoosh!

As soon as the sword shield was broken, Zhuo Wen, holding a blood gun, passed by the devil's shadow in an instant, and then a scream rang out over the burning city.

Shua Shua!

His eyes focused on the owner of the scream, and then there was a sound of cold breath, because it was not others who made the scream, but the evil shadow of Tianfeng demon palace.

And at the moment, the shadow was particularly miserable, because the shadow's hands and feet were all broken, and the bright blood shot out, forming a misty blood rain in the sky.

"Ah! Zhuo Wen, you dare to break my limbs. How cruel!"

The demon shadow was almost crazy. It was a great humiliation last time because Zhuo Wen broke his right arm. Fortunately, the devil used a secret method to regenerate his broken arm.

Now Zhuo Wen didn't kill him, but broke his limbs under the attention of countless martial artists in Yancheng. This is a naked insult, and the shadow is unbearable.

Zhuo Wen glanced at the shadow of the broken limbs, then ignored it, but turned around slightly. Sen Leng's eyes stared at the drunk breeze and Shaoyan left not far away. The bone chilling chill made them uncomfortable.

"How strong! This son is only about 20 years old. He not only reached the early stage of the supreme realm of cultivation, but also easily broke the combination of the devil shadow, Zui Qingfeng and Shaoyan Zuo, and the devil shadow was broken by him."

"In terms of talent and strength, I'm afraid this son is no weaker than the Royal Prince Mo Lingtian. When did such a peerless demon appear in Yancheng?"

After Zhuo Wen broke the limbs of the demon shadow, Zhuo Wen became the focus of almost everyone, and everyone guessed the origin and identity of the young man named Zhuo Wen.

In the Ruan family martial arts arena, whether Ruan Xuanfeng, Ruan Lingyu or lengying, they all stood in place like sculptures, just staring at the figure like a demon God in the sky.

In any case, they could not imagine that the ordinary youth they thought at the beginning had such strong strength. Not only did they say less that Zuo, Zui Qingfeng and the shadow were not their opponents, but the shadow was completely abandoned by Zhuo Wen as soon as they met.

In their opinion, shaoyanzuo, Zui Qingfeng and the devil shadow are the people of Yancheng. In their eyes, they are high and unattainable, but now they are crushed by Zhuo Wen, and the end of the devil shadow is even more miserable.

"Ling Yu! What is the origin of Zhuo Wen? How can his strength be so terrible?" Ruan Xuanfeng's voice trembled.

Ruan Lingyu shook her head, her eyes were complex and said, "in fact, I don't know. At the beginning, we just saved childe Zhuo from the road. Who would know that childe Zhuo was hidden."

"Lingyu! With your kindness to save him at the beginning, if our Ruan family had the help of such figures, why can't we rise?" said Ruan Xuanfeng, with his eyes shining.

Ruan Lingyu glanced at Ruan Xuanfeng lightly, and said with some displeasure: "father! Childe Zhuo has completely dispelled my cold, and the help has been paid off. He doesn't owe us Ruan family anything. On the contrary, we Ruan family are targeting him everywhere, and we are a family of few words to the superior."

"Now you see that childe Zhuo has superior strength and wants him to revive our Ruan family. Do you think it's possible?"

Ruan Lingyu was disappointed with her father Ruan Xuanfeng. She treated Zhuo Wen like that before. Zhuo Wen not only didn't bite the hand that feeds him, but helped them Ruan family to talk to Shaoyan family.

Now Ruan Xuanfeng wants Zhuo Wen to revive their Ruan family. It's too much!