Chapter 949

Boom, boom!

When Jianmu Yujian came to the sky over the bitter sea, the dark bitter sea turned into a huge wave, which appeared in the sky. For a moment, the whole barren ancient city was darkened because of such a huge wave.

"It's terrible. The huge waves in the bitter sea alone have such terrible destructive power. Can Jianmu pass through the terrible waves?"

Looking at the huge black waves blocking out the sun, Zhuo Wen turned pale and trembled all over. The power of the bitter sea was beyond his imagination.

He knew that if he faced the huge black waves, he would die.

"Broken!"

A thunderous sound rolled over the huge wave. The sword looked cold, and the sword finger of his right hand was a little empty. The void behind him was inch by inch cracked. In the space crack, a huge sword hundreds of feet was swept away.

There were countless sword Qi around the giant sword. The sound of the sword was loud and loud. The giant sword cut in the void. Then the towering bitter sea waves were divided into two parts and disappeared under the attack of the powerful sword.

The sword mousse did not stop, turned into a streamer in countless smashed huge waves and water drops, and instantly disappeared in the distance of the bitter sea.

Everyone in the deserted ancient city looked up at the shocking scene. They were stunned. It was terrible. Everyone was afraid of the bitter sea like a tiger. In front of Jianmu, it was like an ordinary sea. A sword cut out and the huge waves annihilated. The bitter sea could not stop Jianmu's footsteps.

"Is this the power of the high-level emperor? That sword is terrible. Even if the green emperor is in front of that sword, he will fall."

Zhuo Wen also stared at the scene of the bitter sea in amazement. He couldn't calm down for a long time, but he was more confused, because what Jian Mu Lin said to him before he left.

"This sword Mu is definitely a demon genius. It seems that he can achieve the cultivation of high-level imperial realm at the age of about 27. Moreover, this person is probably also for sword cultivation, and his combat power is much stronger than that of his peers."

Xiao Hei's voice sounded from Zhuo Wen's mind. Even Xiao Hei admired the sword. It seems that the sword is very good.

"But boy, how can Jianmu know you? For him, you are just an ant like existence. He recognized you at a glance, and his words before he left were a little inexplicable." Xiaohei suddenly asked.

Zhuo Wen shook his head. He was even more confused than Xiao Hei in his heart. For him now, this high-level imperial strongman needs to look up to, and it seems that this sword Mu is definitely a genius from Jiuyou.

But Zhuo Wen has never been to Jiuyou, let alone any martial artist in Jiuyou. This sword Mu knows him. Zhuo Wen really makes Zhuo Wen a little strange.

"When I have a chance to enter Jiuyou, I will naturally meet Jianmu again. Then all the answers will be solved. Now it's useless to think about these."

Zhuo Wen shook his head, not on this issue, but quietly left and came to this stall while everyone's eyes were on the top of the bitter sea.

Although the imperial ware he bought is incomplete, it can't be ruled out that some people see that Zhuo Wenxiu is not strong and want to take it by force. Therefore, in order to avoid trouble, Zhuo Wen decided to leave here early.

Zhuo Wen's idea is naturally good, and he is very cautious when he leaves. Unfortunately, he is still watched by some people with ulterior motives.

"Boy! You're being watched." little black's faint voice sounded in his mind.

"I know, but how many people follow up? How about their strength?" Zhuo Wen asked cautiously.

Xiao Hei said with a smile, "there are four people, two are at the peak of the supreme realm, and two are at the beginning of the golden realm. Shouldn't it be too difficult for you?"

Zhuo Wen shrugged his shoulders and the cold light in his eyes flickered. He was so careful that there were still people who were trying to take power. Then don't blame him for Zhuo Wen's ruthlessness.

"Lead them to a more remote corner first. After all, it's inconvenient to erase them in a crowded place." Xiao Hei said indifferently.

Zhuo Wen nodded and walked silently in front of him, and went to some remote alleys. Dozens of meters behind Zhuo Wen, four figures closely followed Zhuo Wen.

"This boy is really looking for death. He went to these remote corners. Isn't it forcing us to win the treasure?"

Four people behind him, including a man with triangular eyes and gloomy eyes, spoke in a low voice to the other three people around him.

"Don't talk too much. Keep an eye on me. If this son escapes, you won't want to live."

A strong man glanced coldly at the man with triangular eyes and snorted coldly. The latter quickly bowed his head and dared not speak. In front of him, the strong man was one of the strongest two of the four of them, with the strength in the early days of Jin Zunjing.

After being scolded by a strong man, the man with triangular eyes lowered his head and dared not speak again. However, in the process of lowering his head, his triangular eyes exuded a trace of resentment.

Soon, the four came to a rather dark alley. After walking forward and turning a corner, they found that Zhuo Wen's figure had disappeared.

"What's the matter? Lost it?"

When the strong man headed by him looked at the dark and empty alley in front of him, his pupils shrunk, and then a trace of blood appeared in his eyes, staring coldly at the triangular eyed man behind him.

"It's none of my business. Maybe the boy found us in advance, so he took the opportunity to slip away?" the triangular eyed man quickly explained.

The strong man walked slowly to the triangular eye man, then picked him up and said coldly, "if you don't talk much, people will lose you? I said if you lose someone, you will get your life."

A sense of killing emanated from the strong man's eyes, and the triangular eyed man who was held in his hand trembled and begged for mercy: "spare my life. I'm willing to commit crimes and meritorious deeds and find the boy."

"Guilty and meritorious? It's ridiculous. Now that someone has been lost, we don't know who that person is. How can you find that boy?"

The strong man smiled coldly, and immediately the yuan force of his right hand suddenly vomited. The triangular eyed man's eyes showed a color of fear and had no resistance. The whole person burst into a blood mist under this terrible yuan force.

Whoosh!

At the moment when the strong man killed the man with triangular eyes, a broken sound suddenly came, and a terrible smell of blood filled the whole alley.

"Huh?"

The strong man noticed the sound of breaking the air behind him, and an ominous feeling climbed to his heart. Then he threw his right arm and vomited Yuan Li, trying to block the sound of breaking the air behind him.

Pooh!

A broken arm soared into the sky and sent out a wisp of blood. Then the strong man screamed, covered his broken right arm and retreated again and again, staring at the swept figure in the rear with horror.

I saw a tall and straight figure walking slowly with a blood gun in his hand. A stream of blood gas surrounded him, making this person's figure looming.

"Is that you?"

The strong man soon recognized that what loomed in the blood was Zhuo Wen they had been tracking?

Originally they thought Zhuo Wen had escaped, but they didn't expect to hide and want to kill him.

The other two slowly approached the strong man and looked at Zhuo Wen with a look of greed. They knew that there were damaged imperial weapons in Zhuo Wen's spiritual ring, and from the forthright performance of Zhuo Wen's purchase of damaged imperial weapons, this son had a lot of wealth.

There is no doubt that Zhuo Wen is definitely a fat sheep in their eyes.

The strong man stopped the blood from the broken arm wound, stared at Zhuo Wen, and said coldly, "you have great courage. You not only don't escape, but also dare to turn back and kill me. A martial artist in the middle of the supreme territory can cut off my arm. You are proud, but the price you have to pay is life."

After that, when the strong man stepped on the soles of his feet, the terrible yuan force poured out, and the whole ground shook violently. Then the strong man ejected towards Zhuo Wen like a bullet, and the speed soared to the extreme.

It's a shame for him that the kid in front of him broke his arm, so he must die, and it's ugly to die.

"Yes! It's life that pays the price. Unfortunately, it's not me but you."

Zhuo Wen smiled indifferently, and a surging sun fire gushed out of his body. Then the huge and blazing sun god furnace was suspended above his head. The strong man was wrapped in the sun fire before he even reacted.

"Imperial level Lingbao? Who the hell is this son? He still has imperial level Lingbao?"

The other two people saw the strong man wrapped by the sun fire, and their faces were shocked, but they faintly retreated.

If they were ordinary supreme martial arts masters, they would be able to catch them easily, but there were still imperial level Lingbao on Zhuo Wen, and the imperial level Lingbao was obviously not low. They knew that it was impossible to win the imperial weapon from their son.

"Did I let you two go?"

Zhuo Wen also noticed the retreat in the eyes of the other two people, and the indifferent voice sounded slowly. Then, Zhuo Wen swept a huge three legged jade tripod from the heart of Zhuo Wen's eyebrow, and there was a loud sound of dragon singing in the jade tripod.

Ouch!

Huge dragon powers swept out of the jade tripod. There were 9981 dragon powers intertwined with each other, blocking the way of the two martial artists who wanted to escape.

The 9981 dragon power has been pregnant and raised by the supreme dragon tripod for a long time, and its power is much more terrible than before. I'm afraid even jinzunjing is difficult to break through the encirclement of the dragon power.

"Kill!"

When Zhuo Vincent gave a cold command, the ninety-nine and eighty-one Longwei roared one after another, and Qi Qi attacked the two fighters inside.

Only two shrill screams sounded, and the two warriors were swallowed up by the ninety-nine and eighty-one Longwei. After a while, the scream stopped, and the eighty-one Longwei fell into the jade tripod one after another, and the two warriors were already dead