Chapter 1622

Zhuo Wen walked step by step and finally stopped in front of Biaofei. His eyes fell in front of him. He knelt on the ground and showed a distorted Biaofei on his face because of pain. He said faintly: "when you planned to pinch me as a soft persimmon, did you ever think about the end now?"

"If Mu Zhuo is really just an ordinary broken mysterious holy land, I will be a cold corpse just now. Since you don't regard my life as human life, why should Mu take your life so seriously?"

With that, Zhuo Wen explored with his left hand, grabbed Biaofei's neck and lifted it up. The yellow spring spike on the fingertip of the sword finger of his right hand slowly stabbed Biaofei's eyebrow.

"Stop! The main player in this commander-in-chief battle is general Xuelian mansion. You are a small helper and are not qualified to kill a general. It's still time to stop now. Don't make mistakes."

A cold voice came like a sullen thunder. Zang Feng, the manager of the blood refining residence who had exited from the blood storm, came like a shuttle, and the speed was very fast, like a black lightning.

"The manager made a move. Should the helper stop?"

The moment Zang Feng swept out, the atmosphere in the bloody storm eased a lot, and other generals around nodded secretly.

While Biao Fei, who was held in his hand by Zhuo Wen, looked hopeful and tried his best to resist the terrible suction of the seven drops of yellow spring in his abdomen.

He knew that if he didn't resist the seven forces, I'm afraid he couldn't wait for the arrival of Zang Feng, and his essence would be drained.

Zhuo Wen slowly looked up, his eyes contained endless indifference. He said indifferently: "those who respect people also respect them; those who don't respect people should treat them in their own way."

"Mu Zhuo asked himself that he didn't provoke Biao Fei, but Biao Fei and his helper LV Jian took the initiative to provoke me and even wanted to kill me. Now I'm just a tooth for a tooth. How can I not kill it?"

Zang Feng looked cold and said, "Biao Fei is the general of our blood refining house. You have no official position and are not qualified to kill Biao Fei. If you don't want to die, let him go quickly and kneel on the ground to apologize piously. The manager can let you live in the face of the blood general."

Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold. Zang Feng was really pretentious. Did he think it was really him who made the decision here?

"Kneel down? Apologize?"

Zhuo Wen sneered, but the fingertips of his right hand kept moving towards the center of Biao Fei's eyebrows.

"You madman, the manager has come forward. You dare to kill me. Are you crazy? Are you not dying?"

Biaofei shouted loudly, his face was ferocious, and his inner fear climbed to the extreme. The fingertips of the yellow spring made him smell the smell of death, which he will never forget.

"Presumptuous!"

Tibetan Feng's face changed slightly. He didn't expect Mu Zhuo to be so brave. He had already spoken and dared to continue to kill Biaofei.

At the thought of this, Zang Feng didn't even think about it. His right hand jerked at his back, and he immediately held the black giant gun in the palm of his hand. Then Zang Feng jerked his right hand. The black giant gun cut through the air like a shuttle, like a lightning bolt, and swept at Zhuo Wen to do harm.

Boo, boo, boo!

The strength of the gun was so strong that it burst out extremely dazzling sparks when passing through the air. The abnormal noise caused by the friction between the gun tip and the air made the martial artists close to them involuntarily cover their ears.

The coldness in Zhuo Wen's eyes became more and more intense. His right hand was like electricity. The fingertip of huangquan disappeared into the center of Biaofei's eyebrows for a moment, and a wisp of blood shot out from the center of Biaofei's eyebrows, completely cutting off the vitality in Biaofei's body.

As soon as Biaofei's vitality was cut off, the seven drops of yellow spring that was reluctantly stopped by Biaofei sucked all Biaofei's essence like a giant whale, and Biaofei's fat body completely became a corpse.

Biaofei's essence added two drops to the yellow spring, that is, Zhuo Wen has a total of 12 drops at the moment.

This phenomenon makes Zhuo Wen believe that the increase of the yellow spring has little to do with strength, but has an inseparable relationship with whether the sins of the people killed are deep.

Between Biaofei and LV Jian, there is a holy land of cloudy days, but after LV Jian's death, four drops of yellow spring can be produced, while Biaofei can only produce two drops, which only shows that LV Jian's sin is more than twice as heavy as Biaofei.

When Biaofei was completely killed by Zhuo Wen, countless generals around fell into silence. Even on the elevated stand outside the square, those invited guests showed surprise.

This young man named Mu Zhuo had great courage and insight, which was beyond everyone's expectation.

Zang Feng is the general manager of Xuelian mansion. He has great power. Ordinary people don't dare to disobey such big people. Biao Fei is the general of Xuelian mansion. He is also one of the top leaders of Xuelian mansion.

Mu Zhuo not only disobeyed Zang Feng, but also killed Biao Fei in front of Zang Feng. This behavior is enough to be described as bold and reckless.

But Zhuo Wen doesn't think there's anything wrong. Youdao is a big husband who doesn't succumb to the power of immorality. Since he stepped into the world of martial arts full of ups and downs, Zhuo Wen didn't want to live obediently and carefully.

The way of martial arts and Taoism is to meet each other on a narrow road. A brave man wins. If he is cautious, he is not a martial artist, but a schemer.

People of martial arts seek to be aboveboard, open-minded, have revenge and kindness; The man of power is careful, step by step, cautious and unscrupulous.

Sometimes, although the power of a man of power is far stronger than that of a man of martial arts, how far can he go on the road of martial arts?

Zhuo Wen knows that the road of martial arts is endless. If you have a real heart for martial arts, even the whole sky can't stop you, because he believes that people who seek martial arts will always create miracles.

In the face of this situation, maybe Zhuo Wen stepped back and even bowed his head to apologize, and everything might be solved.

But Zhuo Wen won't, because it doesn't accord with his way. If he does, I'm afraid he can't go far in the future, because he has lost his sharp edge in his heart.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a hint of enlightenment, and a sense of war burst out from Zhuo's style like a waking beast.

Whoosh!

The speed of the black giant gun was very fast. In a moment, it was tens of meters before reaching Zhuo Wen. The giant gun tore the air and the terrible wind swept down on Zhuo Wen. His shoulder length long hair danced wantonly, wearing black robes and making a sound of hunting.

At the moment, Zhuo Wen has an unyielding will. It seems that even if the sky falls, this tall and straight posture like pine and cypress will never bend or bow his head.

"Up the poor green and down the yellow spring!"

Zhuo Wen pointed to the void, and the twelve Yellow Springs surrounding him suddenly condensed on his finger.

At the moment, Zhuo Wen's finger is like gold plating, emitting dazzling light.

Whoosh!

At the moment of Zhuo Wen's instruction, the black giant gun has swept to Zhuo Wen's body, close at hand!

Zhuo Wen was very calm at the moment, and the void law condensed under his feet. Then Zhuo Wen rowed his right foot and pointed out the golden spring finger on one side of his body.

Zhuo Wen's grasp was very accurate, and he didn't fight with the black giant gun. Since this Tibetan Feng is a saint against heaven, I'm afraid Zhuo Wen is not an opponent.

Of course, if Zhuo Wen integrated the separation of Dacheng holy body into his noumenon, he might be able to compete with this Tibetan Feng, but after Dacheng holy body was separated, his noumenon strength decreased a lot.

With Zhuo Wen's current strength, even if he sacrifices the eight laws in his body, I'm afraid he can only fight with the holy land of the sun. As for the holy land of the sky and the holy land against the sky, he must integrate the Dacheng holy body.

However, the present Dacheng holy body still uses the golden thunder quenching body slurry for cultivation in the Canglong hall. At present, it really can't get out of the pass, and Zhuo Wen doesn't want to expose the existence of Dacheng holy body so early.

At present, his main intention is to cultivate the finger of killing the yellow spring. This magic is very different from other magic, and its power is not strong at the beginning.

However, if it is cultivated in the long run, his power will increase by hundreds and thousands, and may even surpass the level of general magic.

Bang bang!

Zhuo Wen pointed to the yellow spring, pointing out three times continuously on the black giant gun body, each time containing the reincarnation force of the twelve drops of the yellow spring.

Three times later, the trajectory of the black giant gun deflected 30 degrees directly, passing a few inches in front of Zhuo Wen's body, and the wind roared up, setting off Zhuo Wen's endless long hair and clothes.

Boom!

After the black giant gun deflected the direction, it was directly inserted into the ground. Then the ground instantly spread countless cracks. The cracks grew in all directions like a cobweb, and a terrible annular air wave spread in all directions.

The general standing close to the four sides, when he came into contact with this air wave, his pupils shrank. He couldn't help but go back again and again. With a stuffy hum, he vomited a mouthful of blood.

The aftermath of this gun was so terrible, but mu Zhuo, who was only in the broken mysterious holy land, escaped the gun that had locked him. What kind of monster is this boy!

Zhuo Wen was not unharmed. At the moment, his feet stepped on the void and retreated step by step until more than ten feet away. He barely stopped. His right hand fingers trembled slightly and his face turned white.

"Is it luck?" green frowned and said to himself.

The blood devil was shining with his eyes. He stared at Zhuo Wen, but he was more and more surprised. Zhuo Wen's strength was beyond his expectation.

Just now, Zhuo Wen's timing was too accurate. If he was slow or fast, he might be directly penetrated by the black giant gun, but at the right time, he directly pointed out the weakness of the black giant gun.

As a result, the black giant gun was finally pointed by Zhuo Wen three times in the void, which completely deviated from the track and avoided the final shot of the hidden Feng.

This process seems simple, but it is extremely dangerous. You know, this is the full shot of the saint who practices against the heaven and the holy land. Even if the blood devil uses many cards, he doesn't dare to fight it.

Of course, the blood devil thought to himself that he couldn't do it. Like Zhuo Wen, he took the right time to shoot the kill against the Holy Land and blasted it off the track with a kind of ingenuity.