Chapter 739

Cao Zhi's face became more and more ugly. Seeing Cao Yan die miserably in front of him, Cao Zhi's mood at the moment can be imagined.

"Lv Hantian! Don't force me to do it." Cao Zhiyin measured the tunnel.

"Oh? Do you want to fight me? Come on, I'll accompany you to the end."

LV Hantian rolled up his cuffs, and the corners of his mouth were full of sneers. A terrible smell like a mountain poured out of LV Hantian's celestial body. There were dense cracks in the space around the whole case.

Feeling the terrible breath of LV Hantian, Cao Zhi's pupils shrunk, and a trace of horror appeared in his eyes. He said, "the warrior of heaven?"

Just this breath can burst the surrounding space, which is not what the general four martial arts masters can do.

Cao Zhi's face was ugly. LV Hantian's strength exceeded his expectations. Although he was the master of the Cao family and the strong one of the four respects, he only reached the third level of the four respects, the golden respect, and was still a step away from the heaven respect.

"Come on, come on! I'm right here. Let's play."

LV Hantian looked like a local ruffian at this time. He rolled up his cuffs and waved provocatively to Cao Zhi. This scene showed that other great powers on the case note turned their eyes wildly. This LV Hantian is too wonderful!

How can a powerful person without a bit of grace?

"OK! You two don't have to make trouble. Come back!" in the middle of the case, the green emperor finally spoke.

Although the sound was very light, it was like a thunderclap in everyone's ears, shocking and harsh, making people's minds buzzing.

As soon as the Qing emperor opened his mouth, LV Hantian and Cao Zhi dared not make any more trouble. They all returned to their respective positions in the case.

Cao Zhi's eyes were extremely cold, staring at Zhuo Wen's figure on the challenge arena, with a ferocious face.

Cao Yan is his great grandson and the most gifted of the Cao family. If Cao Yan does not fall, it is inevitable to reach the four respects, and even surpass his elder.

But now, Cao Yan is killed by Zhuo Wen. All Cao Zhi's hopes have been dashed. He hates Zhuo Wen and wants to cut Zhuo Wen thousands of times.

From Cao Yan's initiative to attack Zhuo Wen to being killed by Zhuo Wen, it was only in the blink of an eye. Even Feng Yong, who was suspended in the sky, did not expect that Cao Yan died in this way, and the dead bones did not exist.

"Zhuo Wen! You killed Cao Yan?" Feng Yong still couldn't believe it and couldn't help asking.

"I want to kill not only Cao Yan, but also you Feng Yong, who is also my must kill list!"

As soon as he stepped on the sole of his foot, Zhuo Wen's eyes were full of blood. The side effects of the blood sucking method had appeared. Cao Yan's resentment after his death was introduced into Zhuo style and turned into endless evil Qi.

A blood red terrible evil spirit gushed out of countless pores around Zhuo Wen, like blood bubbles, around Zhuo Wen. At this moment, Zhuo Wen was like a wild beast.

"What a terrible evil spirit!"

At the edge of the challenge arena, general Yinlong's eyes narrowed and his face showed a trace of amazement. The evil spirit in Zhuo's style was even more terrible than his border general, which had to make general Yinlong feel incredible.

Boom!

Zhuo Wen suddenly patted the green coffin. The green coffin, about Zhang Xu, slammed to the ground and stood in front of Zhuo Wen's body.

Creak!

In an instant, Zhuo Wen opened the green coffin of Zhenmo by one-third, and the terrible pressure poured out. Countless gravels in the challenge arena floated up like weightlessness under this pressure.

"Feng Yong! Get down and die!"

……

"Feng Yong! Get down and die!"

……

Zhuo Wen shouted loudly. His voice was like thunder and exploded out of thin air. Countless echoes rang out over the whole challenge arena, making many people around feel a sense of pride and excitement.

Feng Yong's eyes narrowed and stared at Zhuo Wen below. He was still a little suspicious. Now Zhuo Wen is getting more and more strange.

Obviously, this son was shot to the ground by him. He should be hurt and hurt. How can his face look better than before.

Feng Yong didn't know that the blood sucking method taught by Zhuo Wen with a blood demon can instantly absorb the essence of life, quickly replenish himself and speed up the recovery of the injury.

Now Zhuo Wen's injury is much better than at the beginning, and the injury in his body has been completely suppressed. Zhuo Wen naturally wants to revenge Feng Yong.

"Hum! Bluff."

Feng Yong snorted coldly and determined that Zhuo Wen was bluffing. When he stepped on the soles of his feet, the whole person fell down like a meteorite, and the speed soared to the extreme.

"Dragon halberd!"

With a low cry, Feng Yong instantly reached over Zhuo Wen. With a shake of his right hand, countless dark black energy poured out of the halberd. Unexpectedly, hundreds of feet of huge dragons were condensed behind Feng Yong.

Ouch!

The huge dragon, with the fall of Feng Yong's halberd, completely covered Zhuo Wen's slightly small figure in an instant.

"Hum! If you advance, you will regret, and if you retreat, you will make tribulus grow! Break the Dragon style!"

The pace moved, Zhuo Wen pinched the dragon scale Ba bone gun with both hands, the gun body tilted from top to bottom, his right foot leaned against the front toe, and the strong and unparalleled breath swept out, as if Zhuo Wen and the dragon scale Ba bone gun were integrated at this moment.

The thunder like voice rang through the void behind Zhuo Wen, and a terrible huge dragon head came down from the void and lay in front of Zhuo Wen.

Boom!

The dragon's head and the Dragon bite together in an instant. The frightening force makes the surrounding space tremble and collapse, but it emits the sound of glass cracking.

Ouch!

Unfortunately, the dragon's power is much stronger than that of the dragon. Unexpectedly, it directly collapses the dragon's head and continues to dive towards Zhuo Wen.

"A little cold comes first, and then the gun comes out like a dragon! Voldemort, give it to me."

Zhuo Wen's gun momentum remained unchanged. The bone gun suddenly threw out and immediately displayed the second move of the dragon scale bully bone gun, the Dragon subduing move. In a short time, the roaring dragon chanted.

A huge dragon hundreds of feet long, entrenched around Zhuo Wen's body, formed a tight defense.

The next second, the Dragon arrived as scheduled. The coiled dragon and the Dragon collided with each other, and the Dragon chanted and roared continuously. Finally, the two voices burst into a terrible explosion.

Ding!

When the dragon and Jiaolong were annihilated, Feng Yong arrived in an instant. With a throw of the halberd in his hand, he set off countless hurricanes and blew away at Zhuo Wen's face door.

Zhuo Wen laughed coldly. With a horizontal bone gun, he only heard a Ding Dong, which directly blocked the attack of the Euphorbia.

"Your injury?"

Feng Yong frowned when he felt the powerful power transmitted from the bone gun. He actually felt that Zhuo Wen's injury was much better than before.

The arc of Zhuo Wen's mouth widened more and more. He held the bone gun in his right hand and clapped his left hand on the green coffin again.

Creak!

The gap between the lid of the green coffin expanded a little, and was lifted by Zhuo Wen by half. A more terrible pressure poured out.

A pair of blood pupils suddenly emerged from the green coffin, and a strange breath slowly diffused.

Feng Yong, who was horizontal in front of Zhuo Wen, also noticed that the blood pupil suddenly appeared from the green coffin. He looked and trembled. He was stunned in situ for a moment, and his eyes showed a trace of confusion.

On the high platform, when Gran Lily saw the blood pupils in the green coffin, her beautiful eyes showed a sense of lingering fear.

When she was chasing Zhuo Wen, she forced Zhuo Wen out of these blood pupils.

These blood pupils are very dangerous. Even Glen Lily almost fell into the endless illusion of blood pupils at the beginning. If she wasn't determined and powerful, she might have been killed by Zhuo Wen.

At the moment when Feng Yong fell into the blood pupil environment, Zhuo Wen's gun changed and stabbed Feng Yong in the middle of his eyebrows. If he hit, Feng Yong would die.

When the tip of the gun was about to reach Feng Yong's eyebrows, Feng Yong recovered his vision and saw the tip of the gun close at hand.

Feng Yong shouted angrily, stepped on the soles of his feet and retreated again and again. Unfortunately, the bone gun closely followed Feng Yong like a maggot of tarsal bone, getting closer and closer.

With a flash of cruel light in his eyes, Feng Yong made a quick decision and blocked his left hand directly in front of the center of his eyebrows.

Pooh!

A broken arm was snatched out and blood was spilled. Feng Yong's left arm was instantly broken. With his left arm delaying time, Feng Yong's body made a mistake and immediately avoided Zhuo Wen's fatal blow.

"The reaction is very fast! Unfortunately, you can't catch this next move."

Feng Yong's arm was broken and his strength was greatly damaged. Now he is no longer Zhuo Wen's opponent, so Zhuo Wen is confident that this move can definitely take Feng Yong's life.

Buzz!

The invisible gun idea escaped. Zhuo Wen was like a gun and shot out in an instant towards Feng Yong, who was retreating.

At the moment, Feng Yong retreated with a ferocious face. The pain of his broken arm is not so easy to bear. Even though he is strong, Feng Yong still grinned in pain.

Whoosh!

Zhuo Wen came again, and the bone gun swept out fiercely, making Feng Yong's face change greatly. He hit the halberd with his right hand to completely block Zhuo Wen's attack.

Bang!

Unfortunately, under the bone gun with gun intention, plus Feng Yong's strength decreased greatly because of the broken arm, Feng Yong's blow was fragile, and the halberd was directly cracked.

Pooh!

The bone gun swept out again. Feng Yong's right arm was shoulder length and broken, and the blood gushed out like a faucet.

"Ah! Zhuo Wen, you little bastard."

His arms were broken, and Feng Yong's face was like death. This is equivalent to a disabled man. Even if he has high cultivation and no arms, he has done nothing on the road of martial arts.

Whoosh!

After Feng Yong's right arm is cut off, Zhuo Wen grabs the bone gun in his right hand again and grabs it towards Feng Yong's heart. With this blow, he plans to kill Feng Yong directly.

"I admit defeat! I abstain! Zhuo Wen, stop it."

Looking at the bone gun that came again, Feng Yong, who was as gray as death, was full of panic.

"Admit defeat? Abstain? It's too late. You'd better die."

As early as the moment Feng Yong shamelessly attacked him, Zhuo Wen had sentenced Feng Yong to death, which Feng Yong and Zhuo Wen must kill.

"Stop! Feng Yong has conceded defeat. You dare to kill him. Today, I will abolish you, a bastard who despises the king's law!"

At the moment Zhuo Wen shot, a loud drink suddenly sounded from the edge of the challenge arena.

I saw that the original silent Silver Dragon general suddenly raided Zhuo Wen. The boundless evil spirit surrounded him. He slapped Zhuo Wen. He tried his best to kill Zhuo Wen