Chapter 3422

At this moment, Yao Jianyuan started, turned his hand and blew it out. The terrible energy exploded, like nine days of xuanlei falling into the world and sending out a continuous roaring sound, which is very terrible.

Yao Jianyuan's momentum was so great that all the creatures in the starry battlefield felt it.

LV Yeliang, who was originally sitting in the Western Star camp, and Mei Zian, two Taoist masters of the Southern Star camp, were also awakened. They came out of the closed place one after another and their eyes fell on the Eastern Star camp.

On the other side of the star camp, terrible energy emerged in the sky. There was a power of destruction sweeping in. The terror was unusual and very conspicuous.

"This is Yao Jianyuan's breath? What's he crazy about? Why did he start at the Eastern Star camp? He's going to destroy the eastern camp?" Lv Yeliang, the Western Taoist leader, looked gloomy and stepped out to rob the Eastern Star camp.

"What's the matter with Yao Jianyuan?" Mei Zian, the southern Taoist priest, couldn't help but step out and plundered towards the Eastern Star camp.

Not only LV Yeliang and Mei Zian, but also the monks of other star camps were awakened. They gathered towards the Eastern Star camp one after another. They all wanted to see what happened in the Eastern Star camp, and such terrible energy fluctuations escaped.

When the crowd gathered towards the Eastern Star camp, Yao Jianyuan was suspended in the air, like a devil, and his only left hand offensive had fallen down.

The powerful energy condensed a huge golden palm like a mountain, roared and fell over Zhuo Wen's head.

The friar near Zhuo Wen had long been far away and looked at the golden palm in shock.

They knew that Yao Jianyuan was really angry. This move was unreserved and its power was too terrible. It gave people a feeling that the whole world would collapse because of this palm.

Especially the monks around who had complained about Yao Jianyuan before, after feeling the terror of the strike, their faces were very pale, and they secretly vowed not to talk casually in front of Yao Jianyuan again.

In the hands of such a strong man, they are not enough for others to slap.

Boom!

The speed of the golden palm was very fast, and it fell on Zhuo Wen in an instant. The fiery golden mang instantly drowned Zhuo Wen's figure, and the people couldn't see it at all.

On the ground where Zhuo Wen stood, terrible cracks began to appear, and then began to collapse, forming a deep and terrible pit, dark, like an endless abyss.

"This Taoist friend is dead! He's just moving his mouth. Maybe he won't kill himself! He's very brave. He actually did it directly and angered Taoist leader Yao. That's the only end!"

The monks around shook their heads and sighed. Seeing that Zhuo Wen had been erased in this way, they felt quite sad.

After the slap, Yao Jianyuan slowly put away his right hand and carried it behind his back. His eyes showed a proud color. Looking around, he found that the people were silent, and his eyes showed a color of fear and awe. He was very satisfied.

It seems that the effect is good.

In the future, these friars in the Eastern Star camp will never dare to oppose him again.

Although his right arm was broken and his heart was angry, he killed the friar who offended him. He thought it was too cheap.

However, he was also gratified to receive this remarkable effect of setting an example to others.

"This is your all-out strike? The so-called Taoist priest seems to have some unbearable strength!"

While everyone was talking and Yao Jianyuan was proud, Sen's cold and ruthless voice came from the deep pit below.

Accompanied by the sound, there is the sound of pedaling footsteps.

The footsteps were regular, but when they stopped at the people's ears, they had a different kind of magic, which made them stop talking involuntarily and freeze in place.

The expression on Yao Jianyuan's face solidified instantly. His eyes almost protruded and stared at the pit below. There, a figure slowly appeared.

He knew this figure very well. It was the middle-aged man he thought was going to die.

When Zhuo Wen completely appeared in front of the crowd, his upper body clothes had been completely torn, revealing his strong body.

Moreover, his flesh exudes the brilliance of colored glass, which flows around him, like the most exquisite jade in the world.

The crowd felt incredible. They did see the golden palm of Yao Jianyuan's full blow on Zhuo Wen.

But Zhuo Wen didn't have any wounds or even shed a drop of blood.

How terrible is this guy's body? It's incredible that he has carried the strong man in the middle of Tongtian Lord with all his strength!

Yao Jianyuan was also shocked, especially when he saw Zhuo Wen's perfect body and felt a panic.

"Reciprocity. You hit me very well just now. Now it's time for me!"

Zhuo Wen's mouth tilted slightly, showing a bad smile. He kicked his right foot fiercely, and the whole person swept out like an arrow.

Yao Jianyuan's face changed greatly. He immediately took out his life artifact and protected it in his heart.

This is a goggle, forged in bronze, with green and gold luster, which is very extraordinary.

Zhuo Wen hit the goggle with a fist, and the terrible force burst. The goggle cracked, and then split into countless pieces of powder.

Then, Zhuo Wen's fist, like a rainbow running through the sun, smashed into Yao Jianyuan's heart through broken goggles.

Pooh!

The blood splashed. Yao Jianyuan stared round, trembled and looked at his heart inconceivably.

Zhuo Wen punched through his heart, and blood gushed out of his back heart, splashed in the air, and fell into a rain of blood.

And his heart, under the terrible fist, had burst into pieces.

Cough!

Yao Jianyuan coughed out with a mouthful of blood. He stared at Zhuo Wen. Up to now, he can't believe that he was so defeated. With only one move, he was half killed and is now on the verge of death.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold. He suddenly shook his right fist. Yao Jianyuan groaned, kept backing away from Zhuo Wen's fist.

But when he broke away from Zhuo Wen's fist, his chest was severely trampled by one foot, his sternum sank in, fell to the ground like a meteor, and hit a deep humanoid pit.

Yao Jianyuan stretched out his hands to support his body and wanted to stand up.

Unfortunately, he had no chance. Zhuo Wen fell to the ground, his feet on his chest and stood as a foot pad.

At the moment, all the monks around were stunned. Looking at this very dramatic scene, they wondered whether they had an illusion. It was incredible that Yao Jianyuan lost so simply.

Now he is beaten into a dead dog and stepped on as a foot pad. It's really oppressive!