Chapter 3476
"He is worthy of being the most talented genius in the Wu building. His heart and chest are so broad. Don't take advantage of the unknown casual repair. Let the casual repair take the lead! Wu Junhao is really a model of our generation!"
"Ha ha, this is the master's style. Of course, I think even if the nameless San Xiu moves first, he will die. He won't be the opponent of Wu Junhao!"
“……”
Wu Junhao's words made many monks around show appreciation and feel that Wu Junhao is very elegant.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were strange and asked, "are you really going to let me do it first?"
Wu Junhao glanced sideways at Zhuo Wen. His momentum was more vast and terrible, and his voice was full of dignity. He said, "hum! This is the only chance I give you, because you will die in disgrace later. This is your last chance to show!"
Zhuo Wen smiled, full of ridicule.
Then, the purple spirit sword in his spirit rushed out, instantly cut through the chaotic starry sky and rushed to the center of Wu Junhao's eyebrows.
Zhuo Wen still stood in place and looked at Wu Junhao faintly.
Originally, he planned to fight with Wu Junhao and try his real strength now.
It's a pity that Wu Junhao pretended to force him to make a move. Well, Zhuo Wen was not polite and directly blew out the spirit sword.
This was the first time he had used the spirit sword since the transformation of his spirit. Even he didn't know how powerful the spirit sword was. He simply let the arrogant Wu Junhao be a mouse.
Wu Junhao was detached and almost looked at Zhuo Wen through his nostrils. He looked like I despised Zhuo Wen at all.
Many foreign friars applauded Wu Junhao. They thought Wu Junhao was too gracious and full of praise.
But soon, Wu Junhao's face changed, and his face became ferocious and twitched.
The spirit sword idea was close at hand. Wu Junhao felt the crisis and began to retreat quickly.
"Did you find out? Unfortunately, your speed is not enough!"
Zhuo Wen saw the retreating Wu Junhao, and the mocking radian at the corners of his mouth was stronger. His mind moved, and the purple spirit sword rushed into the depths of Wu Junhao's eyebrows.
The attack of the divine soul is invisible. Outsiders don't feel it. Naturally, they can't see it.
But there are still some friars with sharp divine sense who feel the breath of the spirit sword. Their faces change slightly and their faces are very serious.
"Ah!"
Wu Junhao screamed bitterly. His face was completely distorted. He covered his head and kept rolling. His voice was too bleak, like killing a pig.
Pooh!
Finally, Wu Junhao vomited a mouthful of blood and twitched all over. His breath broke up slowly and finally completely motionless.
Zhuo Wen looked at Wu Junhao, who had not moved, and sighed softly, but his heart was a little bitter.
The spirit sword was used just now. His spirit consumed a lot. Now he has a splitting headache.
But the power of the spirit sword was beyond Zhuo Wen's expectation. It was so strong that Wu Junhao's spirit was directly destroyed.
"In the future, the spirit sword will be used less. It will consume too much!" Zhuo Wen smiled bitterly and secretly warned himself that he must not abuse this move.
At this moment, the whole audience was silent.
A group of monks gathered around, all covered with fog.
The Wu Junhao, who was just carrying his hands behind him, said that he wanted Zhuo Wen to be a master.
But the next moment, Wu Junhao fell to the ground and fell. What's the situation!
At the moment, Zhuo Wenqiang endured his headache and walked to Wu Junhao's body as if nothing had happened. He kicked impolitely and said, "unexpectedly, he died like this? Is it because he was afraid of being beaten by me and scared to death?"
The onlookers who had returned to normal heard Zhuo Wen's words and petrified again.
Scared to death alive. Is there any mistake? This is Wu Junhao. How can the most amazing half step strong man in the Wu building be scared to death alive.
But when they saw Zhuo Wen stepping on Wu Junhao, the latter still didn't move. They knew that Wu Junhao had indeed fallen.
It's just that the falling is too strange.
However, the monk who had a keen mind before, his eyes were very dignified.
They looked at Zhuo Wen with fear and awe.
They knew that if they had not sensed wrong just now, it should be that the nameless scattered practice used some powerful divine soul attack method to directly destroy Wu Junhao's divine soul.
The faces of Lianmeng and Du Huacan changed slightly. They are the most powerful people here. At the moment when Zhuo Wen used the divine soul sword, they felt the terror of the divine soul sword.
But they never thought that Wu Junhao was directly killed by the second. This divine soul attack is a little scary.
Zhuo Wen kicked Wu Junhao's body a few more times and immediately accepted Wu Junhao's spirit ring without blushing.
"Younger martial sister Lianmeng! Did you come to me on purpose?"
Zhuo Wen flexed his fingers and burst out a divine fire. He lit Wu Junhao's body, burned it into ashes, and came to Lianmeng with burning eyes.
Lianmeng nodded and said, "elder martial brother, I really have something for you! But there are many people here, so it's inconvenient to talk!"
Speaking of this, Lianmeng pointed to Du Huacan and said, "elder martial brother, this man is Du Huacan, the sword bully in Sanqing street. He is a famous expert among the strong men who break the sky half a step!"
Dao Ba Du Huacan hurried forward, saluted Zhuo Wen and said, "I don't know your name, Du Huacan!"
"It's snowing!" Zhuo Wen said with a light smile.
"It turned out to be Zhuo Daoyou. Speaking of the strength of Zhuo Daoyou, it's really unprecedented for DU. Wu Junhao is also the second strongest, but he was killed in the hands of Zhuo Daoyou. It's really powerful!"
Dao Ba Du Huacan gave Zhuo Wen a thumbs up and his eyes were full of admiration.
Zhuo Wen was naturally modest and chatted. He found that Du Huacan was quite forthright, which made Zhuo Wen feel a little good.
"Brother Du, senior brother Zhuo and I still have some important things to discuss, so we won't stay long. Let's say goodbye!" Lianmeng arched his hand to Du Huacan.
Du Huacan naturally has no good intention. He continues to gossip with Zhuo Wen and Lianmeng. With a smile, he silently watches Zhuo Wen and Lianmeng control the flying artifact and turn into a streamer away.
The smile on Du Huacan's face gradually disappeared. Looking at the terrible broken walls around, Du Huacan's face was very dignified.
He knew that after today, the fame of nameless casual practice would be greater.
One of the three second losers in the Wu building is the famous Wu Junhao, who fell into the hands of the unknown sanxiu.
This is an unprecedented event. When Wu Taiji, the landlord of the Wu building, heard the news, I'm afraid his lungs would explode.
"Next, the secret land of Tongtian will not be calm!"
Du Huacan sighed and left here
"Ha ha, this is the master's style. Of course, I think even if the nameless San Xiu moves first, he will die. He won't be the opponent of Wu Junhao!"
“……”
Wu Junhao's words made many monks around show appreciation and feel that Wu Junhao is very elegant.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were strange and asked, "are you really going to let me do it first?"
Wu Junhao glanced sideways at Zhuo Wen. His momentum was more vast and terrible, and his voice was full of dignity. He said, "hum! This is the only chance I give you, because you will die in disgrace later. This is your last chance to show!"
Zhuo Wen smiled, full of ridicule.
Then, the purple spirit sword in his spirit rushed out, instantly cut through the chaotic starry sky and rushed to the center of Wu Junhao's eyebrows.
Zhuo Wen still stood in place and looked at Wu Junhao faintly.
Originally, he planned to fight with Wu Junhao and try his real strength now.
It's a pity that Wu Junhao pretended to force him to make a move. Well, Zhuo Wen was not polite and directly blew out the spirit sword.
This was the first time he had used the spirit sword since the transformation of his spirit. Even he didn't know how powerful the spirit sword was. He simply let the arrogant Wu Junhao be a mouse.
Wu Junhao was detached and almost looked at Zhuo Wen through his nostrils. He looked like I despised Zhuo Wen at all.
Many foreign friars applauded Wu Junhao. They thought Wu Junhao was too gracious and full of praise.
But soon, Wu Junhao's face changed, and his face became ferocious and twitched.
The spirit sword idea was close at hand. Wu Junhao felt the crisis and began to retreat quickly.
"Did you find out? Unfortunately, your speed is not enough!"
Zhuo Wen saw the retreating Wu Junhao, and the mocking radian at the corners of his mouth was stronger. His mind moved, and the purple spirit sword rushed into the depths of Wu Junhao's eyebrows.
The attack of the divine soul is invisible. Outsiders don't feel it. Naturally, they can't see it.
But there are still some friars with sharp divine sense who feel the breath of the spirit sword. Their faces change slightly and their faces are very serious.
"Ah!"
Wu Junhao screamed bitterly. His face was completely distorted. He covered his head and kept rolling. His voice was too bleak, like killing a pig.
Pooh!
Finally, Wu Junhao vomited a mouthful of blood and twitched all over. His breath broke up slowly and finally completely motionless.
Zhuo Wen looked at Wu Junhao, who had not moved, and sighed softly, but his heart was a little bitter.
The spirit sword was used just now. His spirit consumed a lot. Now he has a splitting headache.
But the power of the spirit sword was beyond Zhuo Wen's expectation. It was so strong that Wu Junhao's spirit was directly destroyed.
"In the future, the spirit sword will be used less. It will consume too much!" Zhuo Wen smiled bitterly and secretly warned himself that he must not abuse this move.
At this moment, the whole audience was silent.
A group of monks gathered around, all covered with fog.
The Wu Junhao, who was just carrying his hands behind him, said that he wanted Zhuo Wen to be a master.
But the next moment, Wu Junhao fell to the ground and fell. What's the situation!
At the moment, Zhuo Wenqiang endured his headache and walked to Wu Junhao's body as if nothing had happened. He kicked impolitely and said, "unexpectedly, he died like this? Is it because he was afraid of being beaten by me and scared to death?"
The onlookers who had returned to normal heard Zhuo Wen's words and petrified again.
Scared to death alive. Is there any mistake? This is Wu Junhao. How can the most amazing half step strong man in the Wu building be scared to death alive.
But when they saw Zhuo Wen stepping on Wu Junhao, the latter still didn't move. They knew that Wu Junhao had indeed fallen.
It's just that the falling is too strange.
However, the monk who had a keen mind before, his eyes were very dignified.
They looked at Zhuo Wen with fear and awe.
They knew that if they had not sensed wrong just now, it should be that the nameless scattered practice used some powerful divine soul attack method to directly destroy Wu Junhao's divine soul.
The faces of Lianmeng and Du Huacan changed slightly. They are the most powerful people here. At the moment when Zhuo Wen used the divine soul sword, they felt the terror of the divine soul sword.
But they never thought that Wu Junhao was directly killed by the second. This divine soul attack is a little scary.
Zhuo Wen kicked Wu Junhao's body a few more times and immediately accepted Wu Junhao's spirit ring without blushing.
"Younger martial sister Lianmeng! Did you come to me on purpose?"
Zhuo Wen flexed his fingers and burst out a divine fire. He lit Wu Junhao's body, burned it into ashes, and came to Lianmeng with burning eyes.
Lianmeng nodded and said, "elder martial brother, I really have something for you! But there are many people here, so it's inconvenient to talk!"
Speaking of this, Lianmeng pointed to Du Huacan and said, "elder martial brother, this man is Du Huacan, the sword bully in Sanqing street. He is a famous expert among the strong men who break the sky half a step!"
Dao Ba Du Huacan hurried forward, saluted Zhuo Wen and said, "I don't know your name, Du Huacan!"
"It's snowing!" Zhuo Wen said with a light smile.
"It turned out to be Zhuo Daoyou. Speaking of the strength of Zhuo Daoyou, it's really unprecedented for DU. Wu Junhao is also the second strongest, but he was killed in the hands of Zhuo Daoyou. It's really powerful!"
Dao Ba Du Huacan gave Zhuo Wen a thumbs up and his eyes were full of admiration.
Zhuo Wen was naturally modest and chatted. He found that Du Huacan was quite forthright, which made Zhuo Wen feel a little good.
"Brother Du, senior brother Zhuo and I still have some important things to discuss, so we won't stay long. Let's say goodbye!" Lianmeng arched his hand to Du Huacan.
Du Huacan naturally has no good intention. He continues to gossip with Zhuo Wen and Lianmeng. With a smile, he silently watches Zhuo Wen and Lianmeng control the flying artifact and turn into a streamer away.
The smile on Du Huacan's face gradually disappeared. Looking at the terrible broken walls around, Du Huacan's face was very dignified.
He knew that after today, the fame of nameless casual practice would be greater.
One of the three second losers in the Wu building is the famous Wu Junhao, who fell into the hands of the unknown sanxiu.
This is an unprecedented event. When Wu Taiji, the landlord of the Wu building, heard the news, I'm afraid his lungs would explode.
"Next, the secret land of Tongtian will not be calm!"
Du Huacan sighed and left here
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