Although Zhuo Wen's voice was not loud, it could be heard clearly by countless warriors around him.

Although Miefen kept saying that Yuyuze was trash, no one really thought that Yuyuze was trash. They could only say that Miefen was too perverted.

Zou Tianzong slowly narrowed his eyes, and then burst into a smile and said: "What do you mean, little brother Miefen? Before you fight, you didn't seem to say whoever wins will get five thousand years of incineration."

Yan Qiongjiang, it depends on your ability to snatch Yanyan Qiongjiang."

"Although you won, you didn't get the Fenyan Fine Wine, so you have no reason to ask Yu Zexian Nephew to give you the Fenyan Fine Wine, right?"

As soon as these words came out, many warriors around him fell silent. There is no doubt that Zou Tianzong's words were clearly meant to protect Na Yuze.

Zhuo Wen's face was slightly cold and he said: "Master Zou, are you trying to slap yourself in the face? If you hadn't suddenly stopped me, do you think I wouldn't have been able to grab the five thousand years of Burning Flame Fine Wine? Now that you're telling me this, what are you doing?"

Don’t you feel ashamed, old face?”

Zou Tianzong looked a little ugly and said: "I said, little brother Miefen, you'd better pay attention to your wording. This place is the territory of my Fentian Sect. Even if you are a real dragon with great background, you have to be controlled by me.

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"You are really disrespectful!"

Zhuo Wen smiled coldly, stepped on the void with his right foot, and shot out instantly, heading towards Yuan Zhibai.

"You are looking for death!"

Zou Tianzong's face changed slightly, revealing an angry look. He didn't expect that Miefen wouldn't give him any face. He obviously tried to stop him, but this kid still didn't give up. He was simply looking for death.

Boom!

In the void, the black flame pen swept out stroke by stroke, interweaving extremely gorgeous black flames. The black flames were like fire dragons, surrounding Zhuo Wen's body, trying to swallow them all up.

Zhuo Wen snorted coldly, twitched his waist with his right hand, and pulled out the fiery red belt around his waist. Then the fiery red belt formed a layer of red magma defense.

The black flames blasted against the red magma defense surface and were unable to invade at all, while Zhuo Wen rushed out with overwhelming force and rushed directly towards Yuan Zhibai.

"What?"

Zou Tianzong was shocked. He did not expect that the Black Flame Pen was actually blocked. His eyes fell on the lava belt on Zhuo Wen's surface, and his expression was uncertain.

For some reason, the belt that Mie Fen pulled out from his waist actually gave him a taboo feeling. This feeling was very strange and subtle. However, the aura on the surface of the belt was hidden, and Zou Tianzong could not see it.

What level of sacred weapon is the belt?

"Mie Fen, you are too presumptuous. Since you are so rude, don't blame me for being unjust."

Zou Tianzong said this with great justice, sneered, and rushed towards Zhuo Wen. The black flame pen in his hand continued to depict many portraits, using the black flame as a medium to materialize them.

boom!

However, when Zou Tianzong stormed in and was about to arrive at Zhuo Wen's side, a huge mountain stretching to the sky and the earth lay directly in front of Zou Tianzong.

"Huh? Damn it, get out of here!"

Zou Tianzong punched out, and black flames surged into the sky, hitting the surface of the giant mountain.

However, the giant mountain did not move at all. Instead, Zou Tianzong stepped back dozens of steps with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Liao Si stood on the top of the 18th mountain, holding the Crow Prince in his left hand and holding Jiang Licheng in his right hand. He looked down at Zou Tianzong and said: "If you want to stop my young master, you should give up the idea!"

Not far away, Yin Wuxue and King Jiang Xian, who were originally confronting Liao Si, looked at each other, both showing murderous intent.

"This Miefen doesn't know how to live or die, and he dares to provoke the Burning Heaven Sect and the Ice and Snow Palace. This is our opportunity. If we capture that Miefen, I don't believe that the bald man will let Yin Yan and Jiang Licheng go." Yin Wu

Blood said to Jiang Xianwang.

King Jiang Xian said in a deep voice: "Now the time is ripe, hurry up and take action!"

After saying that, King Jiang Xian stepped forward and rushed towards Zhuo Wen, while Yin Wuxue smiled arrogantly and followed closely behind King Jiang Xian.

"Yin Wuxue and King Jiang Xian have taken action, and Miefen will be in trouble."

"Speaking of which, Miefen is really a bit arrogant. It is obvious that Yuyuze is the young master of the Ice and Snow Palace, and is the protagonist of this marriage between Burning Heaven Sect and the Ice and Snow Palace, but he insists on provoking Yufenze. It is really not worth the gain."

When Yin Wuxue and King Jiang Xian took action, many warriors around them shook their heads and sighed, feeling that Miefen was really going to be doomed this time.

"Master! We need to help destroy Fen. He helped our Nine Saints Heavenly Clan a lot in Burning Heaven and Boiling the Sea!"

Xia Bingyu's beautiful eyes were full of worry, and she begged to the saint Tianyu beside her.

Saint Tianyu's eyes flickered, and finally he shook his head and sighed: "Bingyu, our Nine Saints Heavenly Gate should not step into this muddy water, and of course we are not qualified to step into it."

"It's not like you don't know the situation of our Nine Saints Heavenly Sect. Although our background is profound, it is still slightly inferior to the Crow Sect, let alone the Jiang Xian Family. Moreover, this Fenfen is so bold that he dares to provoke the Burning Heaven Sect. Our Nine Saints

Shengtianmen cannot step through this muddy water."

Xia Bingyu was anxious. She really wanted to help Mie Fen, but she knew that her cultivation level was too low, and Saint Tianyu didn't take action, so she could only stare at Yin Wuxue and King Jiang Xian.

Catch up with Mie Fen.

"Little bastard, I made you arrogant, I will capture you today and make your life worse than death!"

Yin Wuxue and King Jiang Xian rushed over in an instant, and Yin Wuxue even laughed weirdly. His sharp voice was like a strange night owl, which sounded extremely terrifying.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were indifferent. He stared coldly at Yin Wuxue and King Jiang Xian and said, "I'll give you two a chance. It's not too late to get out now, otherwise you will all die!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar. Miefen was really a little arrogant. He actually said such unrestrained words in the face of powerful men from the older generation like Yin Wuxue and King Jiang Xian.

Yin Wuxue is in the Holy Realm of Yin Tian, ​​while King Jiang Xian is in the Holy Realm of Yang Tian. If these two people join forces, even Zou Tianzong wouldn't dare to do it, but Miefen said that both of them will die if they don't leave.

"You little bastard, there must be a limit to your arrogance. You dare to be so arrogant in the face of a great disaster. You simply don't know how to write the word "death".

King Jiang Xian couldn't recognize the foul language. The Miefen in front of him was really too irritating and arrogant. After all, the two of them were the overlords of the same party, but the junior in front of them actually didn't take them seriously. How could they endure it?

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"die!"

After saying that, King Jiang Xian sacrificed a long sword of Yintian Sacred Artifact level. The surface of this sword was covered with golden writings. The writings were timeless and clean, as if they were written by ancient sages on the surface of the sword.

"The Great Sword, this is the treasure of the Jiangxian family. Although it is a Yintian holy weapon, this Great Sword is a sacred method blessed by many successive heads of the Jiangxian family. It is already in the stage of transformation. It is said that it is far away

The level of the Yangtian Sacred Artifact is not far off, this is a holy instrument that far exceeds the ordinary Yintian Sacred Artifact!"

When King Jiang Xian took out this sword, many people showed expressions of emotion, recognizing the origin of King Jiang Xian's sacred weapon.

"That's the yin bone scepter. It has such a strong smell of blood. How many creatures must be devoured to achieve such a huge and terrifying smell of blood? It's almost to the point of choking your nose."

When King Jiang Xian took out the Great Xian Sword, Yin Wuxue showed no sign of weakness and took out the Yin Bone Scepter, the holy weapon of Yin Tian.

The yin bone scepter is made entirely of bones, but these bones are not white, but extremely black. It looks like the owner of the bones has been poisoned.

The top of the scepter is a palm-sized skull. The empty eyes of this skull are spraying with rich blood at this moment.

There is no doubt that the Yin Bone Scepter sacrificed by Yin Wuxue is probably not much less powerful than King Jiang Xian's Great Sword.

"Yin Wuxue, you are still the same as before, not taking the right path and engaging in these evil things for the sake of quick success."

King Jiang Xian showed a hint of contempt in his eyes. This was the first time he had seen Yin Wuxue taking out the yin bone scepter to fight an enemy, but he had heard rumors about the yin bone scepter.

It is said that this yin bone scepter is originally a mysterious sacred weapon, but it can continuously evolve by continuously sucking the essence and blood of living beings. Of course, the more terrifying the living being's cultivation level, the more complete and perfect this yin bone scepter may evolve.

Being able to elevate the Mysterious Sacred Artifact to the Yin Tian Sacred Artifact, the Yin Wuxue probably caused the Yin Bone Scepter to absorb the essence and blood of almost countless creatures. It would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"Hey! As long as you can quickly increase your strength, what does it matter by hook or by crook? King Jiang Xian, I'm not a hypocrite like you. Whatever I want to do, I won't choose not to do it because of other people's rumors." Yin Wuxue.

Quietly.

Hearing Yin Wuxue's ironic words, King Jiang Xian frowned slightly, and said calmly: "No need to talk nonsense, hurry up and take down this little bastard, so as to avoid a long night and many dreams."

"That's natural, hehe!"

Yin Wuxue smiled sarcastically, and immediately the right hand holding the yin bone scepter became a little empty, and endless wailing sounds came from the scepter, as if there was hell inside the scepter.

Boom!

Blood energy erupted, forming a huge bloody skull. The bloody skull suddenly opened its mouth and covered Zhuo Wen's face.

King Jiang Xian was also unambiguous. He quickly squeezed out the sword formula with his right hand, and immediately the sky was a little bit empty. The Great Sage Sword soared into the sky, and the golden writing on the surface lit up, manifesting a phantom of the Great Sage.

This phantom of the great sage held the great sage sword and swung it at Zhuo Wen from below, intending to cut Zhuo Wen in two.

With a bloody skull covering the top and a great sword rising into the sky below, Zhuo Wen was suddenly caught in an airtight siege.

Many warriors around them were trembling all over when faced with these two attacks. These two attacks were so terrifying that they felt their whole bodies weak and had no intention of resisting.

"Little guy, it's up to you to annihilate these two attacks!"

Zhuo Wen was standing in the void, smiling lightly at the belt around his waist.

boom!
Chapter completed!