Chapter 3506

Bang bang!

The sword Qi was very dense, and all fell on Zhuo Wen. However, all of them were blocked by the purple battle clothes, splashing countless purple sparks.

When Zhuo Wen stepped on the void, the whole man rushed out of countless sword Qi and grabbed the white haired youth.

"Die!"

The white haired youth sneered and stabbed out the long sword in his right hand, aiming at Zhuo Wen's eyebrows.

With this sword, he was confident enough to kill Zhuo Wen completely.

But soon, he found that what he stabbed was an imaginary shadow.

"No!"

When he stabbed the virtual shadow, he immediately realized that it was bad, and there was a terrible sound of breaking the air in the back of his head.

He just moved his head sideways, and a purple palm appeared on his shoulder.

Pooh!

His shoulder was directly beaten into countless blood mist, dripping with blood, and he screamed even more.

What makes the white haired youth fear is that a mysterious and powerful force poured into his body, wantonly destroying everything in his body, making his action a little slow.

"What power is this? Why is it so strange?"

The white haired young man was puzzled and stunned.

At the moment when he was stunned, Zhuo Wen's fist came again, directly hit the center of his eyebrows, destroyed his spirit and his body.

Zhuo Wen's strength is much stronger than before. It's too easy to kill friars No. 1 and No. 2. It only takes one or two moves to directly destroy the body and spirit of friars No. 1 and No. 2. There is no possibility of survival.

However, the third failing friar is a lot more difficult to deal with. Even if Zhuo Wenxiu increases greatly, he needs to be killed many times in order to completely kill the third failing Friar and destroy his form and spirit.

"You bastard, you want to die!"

Seeing that the white haired young man was killed by the second, the grey haired old man roared angrily and decisively plundered towards Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen punched the old man cangfa with a dull hum, and couldn't help falling back.

It is indeed a little reluctant to rely solely on the human race to deal with the third loser.

At the beginning, the reason why he was able to kill the four sides and the third loser was mainly that after the combination of the self and the separated body, his strength increased to a terrible level, and he could easily do it.

Now, he just takes action as the original master of the Terran. His strength is naturally weaker. He is still reluctant to deal with the third loser.

However, Zhuo Wen's speed is very fast, which is the great benefit that Hongmeng will bring to him.

At the moment Zhuo Wen retreated, he turned into a purple shadow, bypassed the old man with gray hair and robbed another friar.

The friar was a middle-aged man with a big nostril. He was burly, like an ancient beast.

His cultivation is better than that of a white haired youth, which is the second middle period of decline.

The middle-aged man saw that Zhuo Wen jumped at him. He was so cold that he didn't even fight. He immediately chose to retreat, and retreated quickly.

The scene that the young man in white was easily killed just now is still his purpose.

Although he is better than the young man in white, his strength is limited.

Zhuo Wen can kill a young man in white. Naturally, he can kill him. He doesn't dare to fight Zhuo Wen.

Unfortunately, the ideal is rich and full, but the reality is very skinny.

How fast can a middle-aged man retreat? His body method speed is far from Zhuo Wen's opponent.

After a while, Zhuo Wen caught up with him and hit the middle-aged man deep in the eyebrows. He wanted to blow it out.

The middle-aged man began to panic, his hands flustered in front, and was directly punched into a blood mist by Zhuo Wen.

Moreover, the broken divine power mercilessly invaded the middle-aged man's body, making the middle-aged man scream again and again, more terrible in his heart, and completely lost his intention to fight.

Then it was too simple. The middle-aged man lost his fighting spirit and couldn't give full play to his strength. Zhuo Wen killed the middle-aged man easily with a few punches.

When the middle-aged man burst into a blood mist, and Zhuo Wen was bathed in the blood rain, the square was completely silent.

Five friars who broke through the sky surrounded Zhuo Wen. Three of them were killed on the spot, while the other was seriously injured. Now there is only one old man with gray hair left.

At the moment, Duan Chengyao, who is standing outside the boundary, can't sit still. There are only six friars who break through the heaven in their Dan array immortal city. Now three are dead and half of them are directly lost. This loss is too serious.

Duan Chengyao didn't expect that things would develop to this point. He thought that the three old cangfa could easily win Zhuo Wen, but he didn't expect that they not only didn't win, but also lost two second losers.

This is really a loss, madam and a loss!

"Hong Lao! What are you still doing? Kill this son for me!"

Duan Chengyao was angry and his tone became very cold.

At the same time, Duan Chengyao offered array flags and began to arrange a half step sky breaking killing array in the boundary. He wanted to annihilate Zhuo Wen directly to vent his hatred.

Even he has not considered capturing Zhuo Wen alive and making him his slave. He has lost his mind and just wants to kill Zhuo Wen directly.

The old man with gray hair was also angry. He roared repeatedly, and the killing intention in his eyes was like the essence. He suddenly swept out the breath in the early stage of the third decline, which was very extraordinary and terrible.

Zhuo Wen stood where he was. He found the terrible killing intention from the boundary. He knew that Cheng Yao was going to arrange a killing array.

If he continues to procrastinate, it will only be very unfavorable to him. We must make a quick decision.

"Old and immortal, I won't play with you. I'll kill you directly!"

Zhuo Wen said this sentence lightly and immediately summoned his separation from the big world.

I saw a split dressed in black, stepped out of the void behind me, and suddenly drilled into the Buddha's body. The two became one.

Boom!

At that time, Zhuo Wen's breath soared to a terrible level, and the air around him set off a terrible storm vortex, as if it could tear everything apart.

At this moment, the old cangfa has come not far from Zhuo Wen. His fists are full of terrible strangulation energy, as if he could strangle all living creatures.

"You're dead, little bastard!" the killing intention in the old cangfa's eyes was very terrible, just like the essence. A punch had already blasted into Zhuo Wen's eyebrows.

Zhuo Wen took a deep breath and also blew a punch.

His fist was purple, but his flesh was crystal clear.

The human race's self and separation are mixed together, and his strength has doubled hundreds of times. It's really terrible.

Click!

When the two fists touched, the grey haired old man's fist was torn, and his right fist even his right hand exploded into a blood mist.

Pooh!

The old cangfa couldn't believe it. He spit out a mouthful of blood and stared at Zhuo Wen in front of him.

He couldn't believe it. He thought it was incredible that Zhuo Wen's strength suddenly soared so horribly.

Just now, Zhuo Wen fell into a disadvantage when he was still fighting with him. Now he smashed his right hand and tore it into countless blood mist. It's really terrible.

However, the old cangfa didn't have much time to think, because Zhuo Wen already appeared in front of him, hit again and swept straight to his face