Chapter 3787

"Are you Zhuo Wen, who abandoned Nangong Wuji? I've been looking for you in the feather gate for so long, but I haven't found you. It turns out that you're hiding in the Tiankeng! It's really easy for me to find!"

Dongfang Xiong licked his lips and his eyes showed bloodthirsty blood red. His eyes were full of excitement.

"Who killed the road pharmacist?"

Zhuo Wen looked at Dongfang Xiong and asked coldly.

Dongfang Xiong looked at Lu Yaoshi's body and said with a grin: "as long as you fight with me and defeat me, I'll tell you who killed this mortal!"

"Then get down and die!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.

Dongfang Xiong's pupils were shrinking. His eyes were gloomy. He looked coldly at Zhuo Wen and said, "what did you say?"

"I told you to roll down and die, didn't you hear?" Zhuo Wen said impatiently.

Dongfang Xiong was silent for a moment, but he laughed and said, "OK, OK! You have completely angered me. I have to kill you today!"

With that, Dongfang Xiong kicked his feet, and the whole person burst out like a rocket, and the iron gloves on his hands radiated a dazzling and strange light.

Dongfang Xiong mobilized all his strength in his body, concentrated in his hands and quickly waved it out. The terrible fist tore the air and distorted the space.

In the blink of an eye, the figure of Dongfang Xiong appeared in front of Zhuo Wen. His fists were as fast as meteors, and his fists were as fierce as stars. They filled the whole space and erupted like meteors.

Murong haoyin and beichenxi both have eyelids jumping. They both recognize Dongfang Xiong's move.

This is Dongfang Xiong's strongest magic power, meteor Wanquan.

Even if they are faced with this terrible magic, they may be seriously injured.

Then they saw that Zhuo Wen just stretched out his right hand and grabbed it at random.

A strange purple ripple spread from the palm of his right hand.

Then, the countless fists bombarded by Dongfang Xiong were annihilated and collapsed by the purple ripples at this moment.

The pupil of Dongfang Xiong shrinks and shows an unbelievable color.

His strongest supernatural power was so easily followed, and looking at Zhuo Wen, it was an understatement, without any effort at all.

Is there such a big gap between them?

While Dongfang Xiong was losing his mind, Zhuo Wen looked at Dongfang Xiong indifferently.

Zhuo Wen's right hand changed and fell lightly in front of Dongfang Xiong's chest.

Pooh!

Dongfang Xiong's chest suddenly sank in front, and the former vomited a mouthful of blood, flew upside down and hit the ground. On the ground, he came out of a long distance, and finally hit a rock wall and barely stopped his body.

"What? Dongfang Xiong lost? It's too fast!"

Murong haoyin and beichenxi were stunned when they learned that Nangong Wuji was the abolition of Zhuo Wen.

They know that Zhuo Wen is stronger than them, but they just think that Zhuo Wen is only a little stronger than them, not overwhelming them.

But now, they know how big the gap between them and Zhuo Wen is.

I'm afraid his ability has surpassed the strength of the empty God transformation above the middle stage.

"Now, you are defeated! Come on, who killed the road pharmacist?"

Zhuo Wen went to Dongfang Xiong, lifted him up and asked faintly.

Dongfang Xiong smiled miserably. He really failed miserably. He couldn't even take a move.

"Beichenxi killed it, and the road Miaozhen is also in beichenxi's hand!"

Dongfang Xiong reluctantly pointed to the location of beichenxi.

"Asshole!"

Beichenxi's face changed greatly. Without thinking about it, she spread out her body method and began to run away quickly.

Zhuo Wen snorted coldly and threw Dongfang Xiong aside at will. His feet were like electricity. He stepped on the void and caught up with beichenxi in the blink of an eye.

His body method and supernatural power, but it integrates many other body methods and integrates the strengths of a hundred families, which can not be compared with the change of an empty God into a friar.

Zhuo Wen blew a punch and instantly fell on beichenxi's shoulder.

Beichenxi screamed and flew out upside down.

But she was very smart. At the moment of flying backwards, she suddenly threw Lu Miaozhen in her hand in the opposite direction to create an opportunity to escape.

Zhuo Wen sneered. He pointed the sword with his right hand in the center of his eyebrows and offered a spirit sword. After cutting to beichenxi, he chased Lu Miaozhen.

When he caught Lu Miaozhen, the spirit sword idea also completely rushed into the spirit of beichenxi and completely annihilated her spirit.

Since Zhuo Wen practiced the ancient sword visualization, the power of his divine soul has increased rapidly. Now his divine soul has reached the peak of breaking the four changes in the sky. The peak is not comparable to the friars in the middle of the virtual change like beichenxi.

"Is this guy... A monster?"

Murong haoyin's face was full of fear. He shouted and began to escape towards the yuhuamen Mountain Gate.

He knew that it was the main battlefield of the alliance of the four aristocratic families, and the four lords were there.

As long as he escapes there, he will be saved.

Unfortunately, Zhuo Wen doesn't intend to give him this opportunity.

He sacrificed three spirits and sword ideas, broke through the air, tore the space with a terrible sword idea, and disappeared into Murong haoyin's body in an instant.

Murong haoyin just screamed bitterly, and the whole man fell to the ground without breath.

His spirit was completely cut off by the spirit sword, and he couldn't die anymore.

"This guy... It's terrible. I'll pretend to be dead soon!"

Dongfang Xiong saw Zhuo Wen's means and was so frightened that he immediately lay on the ground and pretended to be dead. His whole body was sweating and his body was shaking unconsciously.

He thinks he is a battle maniac and likes to challenge the strong.

But that doesn't mean he likes to die.

What Zhuo Wen is stronger than him is not a little bit, but too much.

In the face of such a strong man who has no chance of winning, Dongfang Xiong is no matter how belligerent he is, he has to lie on his stomach and dare not do it again.

"Brother Zhuo, my grandpa... How's he? Help him quickly!"

Lu Miaozhen had already cried into tears. She didn't even notice that Zhuo Wen turned his hand and killed beichenxi and Murong haoyin. He was immersed in sadness.

Zhuo Wen sighed and walked to Lu Yaoshi's body with Lu Miaozhen in his arms.

"Miao Zhen, I'm sorry, I couldn't save your grandpa!"

Zhuo Wen silently watched Lu Miaozhen cry on Lu pharmacist's body, but his heart was filled with anger.

Although he didn't know what happened to the yuhuamen, since Murong haoyin, beichenxi and Dongfang Xiong all appeared here, I'm afraid the four aristocratic families' coalition forces mentioned by the black robed elder Zu Zeyang have arrived at the yuhuamen ahead of schedule.

And his mind also saw that near the yuhuamen Mountain Gate, there was a loud cry of killing, countless friars were fighting, and blood rain was flying.

He saw the friars of the four aristocratic families and the friars of yuhuamen.

Moreover, the situation of the friar army of the feather gate has reached a precarious point and may be destroyed at any time.

Lu Miaozhen stopped crying. She put Lu pharmacist's body into the spirit ring, took Zhuo Wen's hand and walked towards the secret road in the Tiankeng.

"Brother Zhuo, the Yuhua gate has reached the moment of life and death. I'm afraid that after today, the Yuhua gate may be removed from Jizhou Mu! We are the hope of the Yuhua gate and must not die here! We must escape and wait for a comeback in the future. We must make the four aristocratic families restless."

Lu Miaozhen's eyes were firm. The death of Lu pharmacist had a great impact on her, but her mind was extremely firm.

She knows that there is no need to worry about firewood in the green mountain. As long as she and Zhuo Wen are still alive, there is still hope for yuhuamen.