Chapter 4341

"Big... Lord... I..."

Despite the injury in his body, the corner of his mouth was still full of blood. He rolled and crawled to the ground on all fours, climbed to Zhuo Wen and kowtowed.

At the moment, yanmeng was terrified that his behavior would annoy Zhuo Wen, so that the latter would kill her in anger.

After seeing with her own eyes that Zhuo Wen's expressionless face killed Fuchen, she knew that the young man in front of her was definitely a cruel role.

Zhuo Wen glanced coldly at the cigarette dream who was still kowtowing and said faintly, "continue to lead the way! And don't play anything in front of me in the future. Be careful. You know, my patience is not unlimited."

Smelling the speech, yanmeng trembled all over and knocked his head hard again, indicating that he would never dare again in the future.

Not long after yanmeng quietly left here with Zhuo Wen, people came to the black city and the surrounding black market area.

The three magic puppets blew themselves up just now, and the whole underground black market was disturbed.

However, after arriving here, these monks who heard the news could only see many potholes left by the war, and did not see any other monks here.

After wandering here for a while, these monks left one after another and stopped staying here too much.

The underground black market is an irregular and lawless place of the law of the jungle. It is inevitable that there will be frequent fighting and death.

These monks who have long lived in the underground black market have long been used to it.

They just regret that they failed to get some benefits from the war and secretly hate that they came too late.

When yanmeng and Zhuo Wen left the battlefield in advance and detoured to the gate of black city, they were stopped.

The whole body of the black city is forged from crystal clear black spar, and the whole battlement surface is suffused with a faint black halo.

The gate of the black city is as high as thirty feet. There is a faint black halo on the surface of the gate. In the halo, you can clearly see all kinds of patterns on the surface of the gate.

These patterns have different shapes, including strange animals, buildings with different styles and complex runes.

Many patterns are combined to form a mysterious and strange picture.

At the moment, the city gate is closed, shutting Zhuo Wen and yanmeng out.

On the wall above the city gate, two black armor friars with black magic knives looked down on Zhuo Wen and yanmeng indifferently.

"Two adults, my master and I are going to trade in the black city. I hope the two adults can make it convenient and open the city gate!" yanmeng held a low attitude and prayed to the two black armor friars on the city wall.

Standing on the right side of the city wall, friar heijia with a long face looked at yanmeng and Zhuo Wen faintly, and said expressionless, "go away! Don't look at what cultivation you two are? Dare you come to the black city?"

Yanmeng's pretty face became very white. She hesitated for a moment and looked at Zhuo Wen who still didn't speak behind her.

She knew that this was her chance to commit crimes and meritorious deeds in front of Zhuo Wen. If she didn't do this well, she really didn't have any value to Zhuo Wen.

The scene of the three magic puppets exploding spontaneously appeared in her mind. Her delicate body trembled. She summoned up the courage again and said to the black armor friar on the city wall: "two adults, haven't there been regulations in the black city? Can friars who are below the cosmic law enter the black city by challenging the two friars who are at the peak of the great disaster of heaven and earth?"

Another round faced black armour friar on the left side of the city wall couldn't help but sneer: "there are such regulations, but don't you take care of yourself? Dare you challenge at the beginning of a great disaster or in the middle of a great disaster?"

"Get out of here! Don't waste our time."

Yanmeng's face was red. She felt powerless. When she wanted to refute a few words, a strong breaking wind came behind them.

Zhuo Wen, who had stood silently behind yanmeng, flashed a cold red awn in the depths of his eyes. With a cold hum, he held yanmeng's right arm in his hand and stepped on his right foot, and disappeared in place.

At the moment when they left their original place, a fierce and terrible sword suddenly swept over the ground where they were originally located, and then the ground burst open to form a huge gully.

The sword was strong and terrible. After the original ground was cracked, the endless sword afterwaves swept in all directions, tearing the surrounding space to pieces.

When the afterwave of the sword spread and fell on the gate of the black city, the patterns on the surface of the gate were constantly surging with ripples, offsetting all the afterwaves of the sword, while the gate was intact.

Zhuo Wen looked deeply at the gate of the black city. It seemed that the materials used in the black city were absolutely not simple. He could completely offset the powerful and terrible sword so intact.

Whoosh!

After the sword split, a figure came slowly and landed at the gate of the city.

This is a beautiful man with a handsome face and white skin like snow. He is dressed in a black robe and has a long sword hanging around his waist.

After he landed at the gate of the city, he glanced at Zhuo Wen with a pale smoke dream and retreated to Zhuo Wen a hundred steps away. He raised a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth and said faintly: "the waste in the middle of the disaster can escape my random sword. You're a little interesting!"

"But there has never been anyone alive under my sword. Since you can avoid my sword moves, it's not ordinary! Then I'll give you a decent way to die. I allow you to forgive yourself."

Zhuo Wen's face became cold. The man named Jian wuduan had a pit in his head. He boasted in front of him that he made a mistake in his sword. It was a great kindness in his mouth and asked him to punish himself and apologize.

"It's a sword without shortage, sir! Come in quickly!"

On the city wall, the two black armor friars, who were originally expressionless and indifferent, immediately smiled and blossomed when they saw that the sword was perfect, enthusiastic and flattering.

They quickly started the mechanism of the city gate and opened the huge city gate. They smiled and bowed to the sword.

The sword without defect turned a blind eye, but stared at Zhuo Wen faintly, and the mockery and smile at the corners of his mouth became more and more strong.

"Self punishment and apology?"

Zhuo Wen slowly put down his cigarette dream, looked at the sword sarcastically and said, "are you sure there's nothing wrong with your brain?"

Originally, he looked down at Zhuo Wen's sword. At the moment of hearing Zhuo Wen's words, his face immediately changed.

"What are you talking about?" Jian wuduan said gloomily.

"How brave you are! How dare you speak to the sword! You're just looking for death for the garbage in the middle of the disaster!" on the wall, two black armor friars immediately began to denounce Zhuo Wen in a strong and vicious tone.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were calm. He looked at the two black armor friars and asked, "don't you say I'm not qualified to enter the black city? Will it prove that I'm qualified to enter the black city if I defeat this person?"