Chapter 1398

Not only Shao Yu, but also many disciples of wusheng Pagoda in the wasteland, even the wusheng who used to bombard the bowl like golden bowl was stunned.

Xuanzhong, one of the nine peaks of Jiashen Theological Seminary, is the master of xuanming peak. At the moment, he was defeated by a junior. Even Zhuo Wen threatened to kill Xuanzhong.

This sentence, listening to many people's ears, is so ironic and harsh.

"Zhuo Wen, I'm your martial uncle. You dare to kill me. You're deceiving your teacher and destroying your ancestors."

Xuanzhong twisted and struggled. In the containment of his two giant hands, he couldn't move at all. When he heard Zhuo Wen threatening to kill him, he was also flustered and couldn't help shouting.

"Before, you attacked old Shao secretly and killed me together with Wu Sheng. Why don't you think you deceived the teacher and killed your ancestors?"

Zhuo Wen's mouth was full of sneers and said, "don't you think it's ridiculous to say such words now that he has been defeated in my hands?"

Xuanzhong's face was slightly sluggish. He quickly turned to Shaoyu not far away and said, "younger martial brother Shaoyu, do you just connive at your disciples and act recklessly? I'm his martial uncle. It's not right for him to kill me."

"As a senior brother, you attack me behind my back; as a martial uncle, you unite with the martial saint to kill Zhuo Wen; it's not Zhuo Wen that is unjustifiable, but you." Shaoyu slowly stood up and looked cold and ruthless.

"Shao Yu, what are you talking about? You mean..."

Xuanchong began to sweat in front of his forehead. Shaoyu's words made him feel a sense of foreboding.

"Zhuo Wen, just do it. I'll bear all the responsibilities for you." Shaoyu said faintly.

Zhuo Wen nodded, jumped up and fell on his two huge hands. His speed was like electricity. He came to Xuanzhong and had a killing intention in his eyes.

"Martial uncle Xuanzhong, originally we had no grievances and no hatred. You are martial uncle. I should have respected you."

"However, when important people came to the Qinglong hall, you helped tyranny, captured me, and even killed me. In fact, it has been a long time, and I have forgotten it."

"But it shouldn't be. Your disciple xuanchi actually shot at my friends, and you are targeting me everywhere. Now because of a trace of hatred, you want to kill me. I'm not a saint. You must not stay as a scourge."

With that, Zhuo Wen shook his right hand, cut through the void with a tiger's head Zhan gold gun and crossed from Xuanzhong's neck.

Pooh!

A blood line soared out, and soon a head rose with the blood line, turned into a parabola and fell from the sky. It rolled on the ground for several times before it finally stopped.

For a moment, in the area where the wusheng tower is located, the atmosphere becomes silent and stagnant. Everyone is watching the scene quietly and can't say a word.

Xuanzhong, the semi saint who master the rules of xuanming, is also at the level of wusheng. Even if his combat power is not as good as wusheng, it won't be much different.

Now, they were beheaded by a young man of their generation, which has a great impact on them.

Whoosh!

A virtual shadow suddenly swept out of Xuanzhong's body and fled to the distance.

"Zhuo Wen, remember this to me. I will definitely tell martial uncle Yanji that you deceived the teacher, destroyed your ancestors and killed your fellow martial uncle."

The voice of resentment came from this virtual shadow, but its escape speed was not slow at all, but faster.

"Escape? Is it that easy?"

"Heaven locks the Dragon Seal, heaven locks the earth!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were indifferent. When his right hand turned over, the seal of Tiansuo dragon swept out, extending a series of terrible black chains, just like countless black python.

The speed of the chain is very fast. It immediately catches up with Xuanzhong Yuanying and binds Xuanzhong Yuanying layer by layer, so that he can't escape.

As soon as Zhuo Wen's right hand was closed, the black chains converged one after another and collected into Zhuo Wen's bag, and Xuanzhong's Yuanying was also held in the palm of his hand.

"You..."

Xuanchong was full of fear and struggled. Unfortunately, how could he break free from Zhuo Wen's containment in Yuanying's form.

"You'd better stay in the ring first!"

Zhuo Wen said faintly that he stuffed Xuanzhong Yuanying into the spirit ring, and his eyes fell on the wusheng who was still bombarding the bowl shaped golden bowl not far away.

At the moment, Zhuo Wen's face was a little pale. He had just fought with Xuanzhong, which still consumed him a lot, so he took out the snow lotus Biying pill in the spirit ring and took it at the first time.

The surging medicine spread all over the body. Zhuo Wen's injury was relieved by the medicine.

Maybe he felt Zhuo Wen's eyes. Wu Sheng stopped and stared at Zhuo Wen with a little fear.

"Zhuo Wen, I don't care about your business. I let you leave the wusheng tower, but you can't intervene in the young monk's business. How about it?"

Wu Sheng opened his mouth. There was a soft tone in this sentence.

Zhuo Wen can kill Xuanzhong, which shows the horror of the former.

Although Wu Sheng understood the law of martial arts and mastered higher power than Xuanzhong, he did not dare to say that he could kill Xuanzhong, but Zhuo Wen did it, so he was extremely afraid in his heart.

"I'm sorry, I'm in control!"

Zhuo Wen showed a radian at the corner of his mouth, and the purple thunder wings behind him spread out like a blink towards the martial saint.

Wu Sheng's eyes were slightly frozen. With a wave of his right hand, his huge hand like a mountain roared and the wind came. Everywhere he passed, the earth fell apart.

Whoosh!

Zhuo Wen escaped into the void and just escaped the blow of Wu Sheng. When he appeared again, he had fallen into a bowl like golden bowl.

"Hmm? Do you know each other?"

Looking at this scene, Wu Sheng frowned slightly and asked in a little surprise.

Zhuo Wen and Buddha looked at each other and laughed up to the sky. Unexpectedly, they said in the same voice: "more than understanding, Zhuo Wen is Buddha, and Buddha is also Zhuo Wen. The two are one."

With that, the Buddha stepped forward, and the light of the Buddha coincided with the body of Zhuo Wen. In a moment, they turned into one person.

"Is it a separation?" Wu Sheng's pupils shrunk and couldn't help whispering.

Boom!

At the moment when Buddhism was integrated into Zhuo's style, a terrible smell of heaven and earth burst into the sky, as if it could break the space.

On the whole wasteland, countless disciples of wusheng tower knelt on one knee at the moment when the breath burst. The breath was like heaven's power, and they couldn't get up at all.

"It's terrible. This is the son's strongest card?"

This is the voice of all the disciples. Their hearts are trembling and their legs are shaking.

Shaoyu was also stunned. He opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. Zhuo Wen's strength was really beyond his expectation.

Just now, it's incredible to kill Xuanzhong with ice and fire palace, but that's not the son's strongest means.

"Perhaps, Zhuo Wen now has the qualification to compete with Yang Yi. At the Jiuyou conference two years later, he... May be able to shine."

Shao Yu's eyes burst out with strange brilliance. Zhuo Wen is only in the seven emperors' realm now. It's so terrible.

Shao Yu knew that if Zhuo Wen was given more time and understood the law of emptiness at the Jiuyou conference, Zhuo Wen might surpass Yang Yi.

Wu Sheng's face was a little ugly. At the moment, Zhuo Wen's strength was beyond his expectation, and even he felt a little frightened.

"Wu Sheng, cold spring was killed by Zhuo Wen. If you want revenge, just come."

Zhuo Wen went to the void step by step, to the martial saint. The voice like thunder exploded in the void, and the war intention was overwhelming.

"War!"

Although the martial saint was afraid, he was fearless. The law of martial arts surrounded the huge virtual shadow of the martial artist. With a pinch of his right hand, he condensed a huge square sky painting halberd.

Integrating the power of Buddhism, the void behind Zhuo Wen emerged thousands of feet of huge virtual shadow of ancient Buddha.

The two collided with each other from the empty air, and then burst out a terrible sound, like countless firecrackers.

The virtual shadow of the warrior and the virtual shadow of the ancient Buddha, the two giants, are intertwined in the void, close combat, fist to flesh.

Every attack can leave a natural graben like space collapse and cracks in the void. Many people are numb.

"Amitabha, Ten Thousand Buddhas, Chaozong!"

Zhuo Wen gave a loud shout, and the virtual shadow of the ancient Buddha appeared in the void, and then differentiated into a series of Buddha shadows, just like the worship of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

Boom!

The virtual shadow of Ten Thousand Buddhas exploded on the virtual shadow of the warrior, making the latter's huge body regress again and again.

"Too kill Dragon Seal!"

Zhuo Wen's action was not slow. He used the Taisha Dragon Seal again. The huge Taisha holy dragon virtual shadow followed the Wanfo virtual shadow, and the huge dragon body was like an endless whip shadow.

Bang!

The virtual shadow of the warrior will retreat again!

"Too ruthless!"

The virtual shadow of Taisha holy dragon roared and exploded into a blood mist. The terrorist power it produced was diffuse.

The virtual shadow of the warrior is still receding, and even the martial saint, who is in the virtual shadow of the warrior, turns pale.

"Ice fire palace!"

Zhuo Wen stretched out his hands, dark cold poison and Jiuyan industry fire, slowly combined under his ideas, forming a huge ice fire palace.

The ice fire palace was suppressed like a mountain, with unbearable pressure.

Boom!

Wuzhe Xuying knelt on one knee on the ground. The whole ground shook violently and roared, while the ice and fire palace rolled on wuzhe Xuying, making him bent and couldn't stand up at all.

Looking at this scene, many people are numb.

The battle between Zhuo Wen and Wu Sheng was almost always fought by Wu Sheng.

Pedal pedal!

The sound of clear footsteps sounded, Zhuo Wen landed from the void, the virtual shadow of the ancient Buddha behind him was suspended quietly, his eyes narrowed, and Zhuo Wen walked step by step towards the bright and dim virtual shadow of the warrior.

Wu Sheng, who is in the center of Wu Zhe's virtual shadow, has shocking blood marks on the corners of his mouth and keeps coughing.

He was badly wounded in the war just now.

"Wu Sheng! You can't live if you do evil."

Zhuo Wen came to the wuzhe virtual shadow. After saying this, he pressed it with his right hand. The huge ancient Buddha virtual shadow behind him stretched out a Buddha palm, rolled it down and roared on the wuzhe virtual shadow.

Wu Sheng roared up to the sky, and the huge virtual shadow of Wu zhe collapsed like glass, while Wu Sheng hit the ground in a very embarrassed way, struggling hard, but it was difficult to get up.

Hiss, hiss!

Looking at this scene, countless disciples of wusheng tower took a breath. The master of wusheng tower, wusheng, was defeated by a Junio