Chapter 1189

Looking at Zhuo Wen with a smile in front of him, Cangjie's eyes flashed a trace of surprise, while Yao Zhesheng stepped forward, pointed to Zhuo Wen and said, "you're enough. Your cultivation is a disgrace. You can afford to lose this face, but our Dachang mansion can't afford to lose it. Do you really think you're a warrior in the imperial territory?"

Boom!

Just after Yao Zhesheng said this, a golden awn came and blew in front of him with unparalleled momentum. Yao Zhesheng's face changed slightly, his hands raised, the yuan force in his body turned wildly, and his hands pushed to block the sudden golden awn.

Click!

The crisp sound of bone crack suddenly sounded, and immediately Yao Zhesheng screamed. Unexpectedly, he flew out of the seat directly and hit the bottom heavily. Zhuo Wen silently closed his fist and stood up, overlooking Yao Zhesheng who fell on the seat. Just now, the golden mans was the fist that Zhuo Wen hit with the power of Buddhism and Taoism.

After the nirvana cultivation became immortal, Zhuo Wen's power increased by hundreds and thousands. He was just at the peak of heaven, and really couldn't do any harm to him.

Yao Zhesheng's hands were almost twisted and trembled slightly. Looking at Zhuo Wen's eyes, it was full of fear at the moment. How did Zhuo Wen become so terrible that his hands were destroyed with one punch? Is this still the power that Tianzun's peak martial artist can have?

Cangjie looked at Zhuo Wen with some surprise. Obviously, Zhuo Wen beat Yao Zhesheng so easily, which was somewhat unexpected.

"Mansion Lord! Don't you dare even try?" Zhuo Wen suddenly smiled.

Hearing this, Cangjie's eyes showed a rather blazing fine awn, patted his thigh and said, "since you have this heart, I'll accompany you crazy. You'll go up and have a try this time."

At the moment, Zhou Bin on the seat of Dazhou mansion was already a little impatient. He stared at Cangjie and said, "Cangjie, the situation is very clear now. When are you going to delay?"

Many people under the stage are also surprised to see Cangjie who has not opened his mouth for a long time. Obviously, their ideas are similar to Zhou Bin. Now the situation is really clear, and there is no need to hesitate at all.

Cangjie got up slowly and said faintly, "Zhou Bin, the hero conference is not over yet? Why are you so anxious?"

Hearing this, Zhou Bin's eyes were slightly heavy and said coldly, "what do you mean? Are you going to fight? With the little guy around you who is at the top of heaven?"

Cangjie didn't speak, but Zhuo Wen stepped out and came to the challenge arena. Lang said, "haven't I been eliminated yet? Why are you so anxious to let Cangjie's house master decide?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone under the stage was stunned, and Zhou Hui and Zhou Chang on the stage also focused their eyes on Zhuo Wen, who was at the peak of heaven. Their eyes were full of strange colors.

On the seat of the great Zhou mansion, Zhou Bin was stunned at first. Even if he laughed, he seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world and said, "just you? You're going to continue fighting, you're a heavenly peak, and you're going to fight Zhou Hui in the first imperial realm and Zhou Chang in the second imperial realm?"

"Ha ha..."

Other martial artists on the seat of Dazhou mansion laughed recklessly, and even many spectators under the stage laughed. Everyone thought that Zhuo Wen was absolutely crazy. Tianzun peak actually planned to fight two martial artists in the imperial realm, one of whom was the strong one in the double imperial realm.

"A mole ant who overestimates his strength."

On the challenge arena, Zhou Hui, who had sat cross legged and healed, slowly stood up and watched Zhuo Wen's eyes become extremely cloudy, while Zhou Chang quietly stood on the other side. His eyes just glanced at Zhuo Wen and stopped paying attention.

He didn't pay attention to a heavy imperial realm, let alone just Zhuo Wen at the peak of heaven.

Cangjie said coldly, "Zhuo Wen is right. He hasn't been eliminated yet. The next battle needs to continue."

Seeing Cang Jie say so, the laughter around him gradually faded down. Although many people don't quite understand Cang Jie's practice, after all, he organized the hero conference, and the decision-making power is still in Cang Jie's hands.

"Since Dacang mansion still wants to go on, let's continue." Zhou Bin held his shoulders in both hands and sneered.

Cangjie nodded, and immediately with a wave of his sleeve robe, he shot three light signs again, and Zhuo Wen, Zhou Chang and Zhou Hui took the light signs respectively.

Zhuo Wen turned his right hand and saw the word "a" written on the surface of the light sign. Obviously, his luck this time was not the same as last time. He drew an empty sign.

"Those who draw empty lots show empty lots, and then stand out." Cangjie said faintly.

As soon as he said this, Zhou Chang stepped out slowly and displayed the light sign in his hand. The light sign was completely blank. Obviously, the empty sign fell in Zhou Chang's hand.

"Then you go down first." Cangjie nodded.

Zhou Chang naturally had no opinion and walked slowly down the challenge arena. However, when passing by Zhou Hui, his subtle voice came: "deal with this mole ant with sharp means and solve it as soon as possible."

Zhou Hui nodded, smiled and said, "don't worry, brother Chang. I'll solve this mole ant with one move."

Zhou Hui's voice was not small, or simply deliberately amplified, so that Zhuo Wen could hear it. Zhou Chang nodded, stepped on his feet, left the challenge arena, fell into the seat of the big Zhou mansion, carried his hands, and quietly stared at everything on the challenge arena.

"What about the guy who overestimates his strength, even if he has the strength far beyond the peak of ordinary Tianzun? Tianzun is always Tianzun."

At the moment, Yao Zhesheng also returned to his seat in Dacang mansion. His eyes were extremely cold. This time, he lost all his face and was abandoned by Zhuo Wen. This was a severe slap on his face. Although his hands had been repaired by him, the shame of slapping on his face was unforgettable to him forever.

Cang Yang, sitting in the back, just glanced at the challenge arena and continued to recuperate without interest. Like Yao Zhesheng, he thought that Zhuo Wen exceeded his strength.

"Are you going to kill me with one move?" Zhuo Wen said indifferently in the challenge arena.

Zhou Hui pinched his hands and said with a smile, "I don't think I have too many moves. Go away, mole ants who overestimate their strength."

With a low cry, Zhou Hui kicked his feet like an arrow from the string. The roaring wind was like the hiss of wild horseshoes. When he bullied Zhuo Wen within five meters, his fists came from both sides and faced Zhuo Wen's hammer.

Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed, and the seven killing sabres in his right hand released the killing trend. The eight blood seas surrounded him like eight blood hiding armor.

Boom!

Zhou Hui's fist came and stopped at the bloody dunjia, which made Zhou Hui frown and hum coldly. The yuan force on his fists was even more terrible.

Click!

The bloody dunjia broke instantly, and the remaining power of his fists continued to crush Zhuo Wen in the bloody dunjia. However, Zhou Hui was stunned to find that his fists were empty, and there was no one after the bloody dunjia.

"Destroy life!"

At the moment, an indifferent voice came from not far behind Zhou Hui. Then Zhou Hui suddenly turned back and suddenly saw Zhuo Wen with cold eyes and three pairs of thunder wings. His seven kill knife was raised over his head and cut down downward.

Boom!

A dull voice like a thunderclap sounded, and then a huge bloody knife shadow of tens of feet came down from the space crack with the supreme meaning of killing in the world and fell on Zhou Hui's head.

Zhou Hui was caught off guard. He had to raise his hands and spit out the surging palm power in his palm, forming a green shining shield in front of him.

Bang!

The bloody sword shadow blasted heavily on the green awn shield. Even if it broke out a very harsh roar, the blazing light made many people's eyes narrowed, and their eyes were slightly blurred.

When the line of sight gradually became clear, a dull hum came, and then a strong figure stepped back from the light group until it retreated to the edge.

The people's eyes also fell on the retreating figure. When they saw that the master of the figure was Zhou Hui, they all showed an incredible color. Zhou Hui in the imperial realm collided with Zhuo Wen at the peak of the emperor. Instead, it was Zhou Hui who retreated.

Whoosh!

A sound of breaking the air sounded. Zhuo Wen was powerful and unforgiving. He grabbed it with one foot, cut out the seven kill knife in his right hand again, and the bloody shadow of the knife appeared again and swept away at Zhou Hui. He wanted to directly eliminate Zhou Hui with this move.

"Bastard! Deceive people too much."

With a roar and a flick of his fingers, Zhou Hui took out his imperial bronze bell, slammed his right fist on the bell, and the circular sound waves spread, forming layers of energy ripples.

At the moment when the bloody knife shadow blew on the power of the sound wave, its forward momentum was stagnant, like entering the mud.

"Didn't you say one move to get rid of me? What's the first move now?"

Zhuo Wenchang stood on the bloody knife shadow, and his eyes fell coldly on Zhou Hui below, with a trace of mockery in his indifferent voice.

As soon as he said this, Zhou Hui's face turned blue and white, roared, and hammered several fists on the bronze clock. Each fist had a powerful force. The sound waves of the bell sound overlapped together, and the sound waves formed were extremely terrible. They filled the whole challenge arena like a towering tsunami, and the bloody knife shadow began to crumble.

"Quite tenacious."

Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and the seven kill knife was raised again, and a sense of corruption was transmitted from the blade.

"The world of mortals!"

A sense of depravity spread, and the mysterious depravity, like invisible clouds and smoke, drifted away. Zhou Hui was infected by this sense of depravity, and the fist hammered at the bronze bell suddenly paused.

He remembered his parents who had been shot dead by random arrows when he was a child and his sister who was still in her infancy. Zhou Hui suddenly knelt down on his knees, held his head in his hands and shouted, "no!"

Soon, Zhou Hui felt something wrong and suddenly opened his eyes. He found that what he had just seen was an illusion, or the depravity of the world of mortals, a real fantasy created by his memory as the medium.

"You'd better be eliminated!"

A figure swept in front of Zhou Hui, and a knife shadow suddenly cut off and blew on the bronze clock in front of Zhou Hui. Then the crisp sound of gold and iron sounded. Zhou Hui just woke up from the environment and was caught off guard. He was blown upside down by this knife force and directly hit outside the challenge arena.

Boom!

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded, and then the surrounding atmosphere became stagnant for a moment