ps: [Today's first update has been integrated into the previous chapter, this is the second update]

Zhan Wuque just took a look and gave up.

He does not lack the skills of martial arts.

Although the person who portrays his cultivation experience is not low, he is still too simple to say that he is not aware of the experience of the war.

For him, the inheritance at the end of this colorful cave has not yet been gained on the road.

Zhan Wuque turned around and looked at everyone behind him.

Because of forcibly advancing, the prince was seriously injured and unconscious. He was surrounded by warriors from the Tang Dynasty and was being treated.

Mo Tian sat cross-legged in the eighty step, his body full of black air, staring at Zhan Wuque, his eyes as cold as a poisonous snake.

"So what if you reach the end, the strength between you and me is still an insurmountable gap."

Motian slowly stood up.

He was about to leave.

Step 80 is his limit. If he has to force himself to break through, the consequences will be the same as those of the prince.

The inheritance is destined to be out of reach with him, and staying there is just a waste of time.

"Do you think you can still leave safely?"

Zhan Wuque suddenly spoke.

"Why, you still want to fight with me?"

"Just you?"

Motian stopped, with disdain in his eyes.

"You used to press me, but I'll give you a palm now."

Zhan Wuque slowly raised his hand, and the colorful light in the cave suddenly stopped, and then gathered wildly in his palm.

Finally, it condensed into a ball of colorful light.

"That's it?"

A feeling of something bad suddenly rose in Mo Tian's heart.

He stepped on his right foot and quickly retreated, as fast as a shock.

But he is fast, Zhan Wuque is faster!

"go!"

Zhan Wuque slapped out with one palm.

"Click!"

The colorful light shone like lightning, emitting dazzling light and quickly caught up with the Demon Heaven.

"roll!"

The Motian fists quickly appeared a pair of black fists with barbed fists, and blasted forward heavily.

Two black magic dragon phantoms roared out.

"Bang!"

The shadow of the demon dragon shattered like a bubble, and the colorful light continued to deteriorate, and it blasted towards Mo Tian’s chest.

Mo Tian's face changed and he retreated quickly, but how could his speed compare to the colorful light?

At a critical moment, Mo Tian slapped the storage bag and a black magic gun jumped out.

Mo Tian held a gun with both arms, used the gun as a stick, and threw it out with all his strength, leaving a series of explosions in the air.

"Bang!"

The magic gun and the colorful light collided heavily, and Mo Tian's face suddenly changed. The colorful light actually passed through the magic gun, slamming the body like a destruction and slamming the body.

"puff!"

Mo Tian suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body flew backwards for several miles like a kite with a broken string. It didn't stop until it hit a stone wall.

"Young Sect Master!"

The people from the Demon Sect were panicked and rushed up quickly, fearing that there would be an accident in Mo Tian.

"I'm fine!"

Mo Tian stood up tremblingly, his face pale to the extreme.

"Walk!"

Mo Tian didn't talk much nonsense and left like he escaped.

Zhan Wuque looked at Mo Tian’s back and did not chase him.

Mo Tian just took action against him, and he was repaid and returned it.

In addition, Mo Tian has already made a colorful hole, without colorful light, Zhan Wuque is still his opponent.

Everyone looked at Zhan Wuque, and even the saint's eyes were filled with surprise.

It seems that Zhan Wuque could actually control the light of the colorful cave.

Zhan Wuque walked in the direction when he came.

Seeing this, Yan Wushuang and others changed their faces and immediately flew back.

They vaguely guessed that in the colorful cave, Zhan Wuque could control the colorful light, and once it was out of this range, they would be safe.

But Yan Wushuang forgot that he was standing in the cave, surrounded by colorful lights.

Zhan Wuque raised his hand and slowly clenched his fists.

Hundreds of colorful lights surrounded Yan Wushuang.

"Zhan Wuque, I am the true disciple of Guiyi Jian Sect. If you dare to kill me, the sect leader will not spare you!"

Yan Wushuang shouted loudly, and while retreating, she drew her sword and waved it.

On the other side, Raze also retreated.

The people from the Thunder Sect who retreated later were also from the Thunder Sect.

They had intercepted Zhan Wuque before, so how dare they stay?

"First, the head of your Leiming Sect wanted to kill me regardless of his appearance. Now you are going to surround me and kill me again. Do you really think I am a soft persimmon, so do you pinch it if you want to?"

Zhan Wuque raised his hands high, and in an instant, the colorful hole began to shake violently.

Countless colorful lights shot from all directions like crazy monsters, shuttled through the cave.

"No!"

Lei Ze and other warriors from the Thunder Sect roared like crazy.

They encountered the terrifying kill of the colorful light.

"This is just interest, the revenge of that day, and you will definitely come to your door in person the next day!"

Zhan Wuque spoke coldly.

With just two breaths, the Thunder Sect warriors, except Lei Ze, died tragically in the range of the seven-colored cave, and turned into ashes in the colorful light.

Lei Ze escaped by chance with his strong strength, but was seriously injured.

"bass!"

The sword light passed by.

Lei Ze, who had just escaped, was killed by Zhan Wuque with one knife.

"I said, today's only interest, you all have to die."

Zhan Wuque slowly looked up and looked at Yan Wushuang who was fleeing to the distance.

Just now, he strangled the people of the Leiming Sect with all his strength, but Yan Wushuang escaped.

"Zhan Wuque, you are so brave. You dare to sue and kill me. After you go back, I will report this to the sect leader!"

Yan Wushuang left quickly.

He was frightened by the scene just now. Although Zhan Wuque had reached the range of the colorful hole, he did not have the courage to kill him again.

Lei Ze, his combat power is similar to that of him, but he can't withstand three breaths in Zhan Wuque's hands.

For the sake of his own life, Yan Wushuang still dared not gamble.

People from the Tang Dynasty left quickly, and the field was a little quiet for a moment.

It all happened in a very short time.

Zhan Wuque has been fighting all over the world since he was just now.

The prince was seriously injured and unconscious because of this. Mo Tian was slapped away with a palm, Lei Ze was forced to kill him on the spot. King Liang retreated in panic, and Yan Wushuang was even more like a stray dog.

Everyone on the field dares to speak out.

Some people who had been in the stone tablet heritage square before were even more trembling.

This scene is so similar.

Before, in the Stone Monument Square, Zhan Wuque dominated the entire audience by mastering the inheritance of the Stone Monument.
Chapter completed!