Zhuo Wen walked step by step and finally stopped in front of Biao Fei. His eyes fell on Biao Fei who was kneeling on the ground in front of him, his face twisted with pain, and he said calmly: "When you planned to treat me like a soft persimmon before,
, have you ever thought about what will happen now?"
"If I, Mu Zhuo, were really just an ordinary Shaoxuan Saint, I would have been a cold corpse just now. Since you don't regard my life as a human life, why should Mu take your life so seriously?
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With that said, Zhuo Wen reached out with his left hand, pinched Biao Fei's neck, and lifted him up. The sword of his right hand pointed at the underworld spike on the fingertips, and slowly stabbed Biao Fei between his eyebrows.
"Stop! In this battle for commander, the main contestant is the general of the Blood Refining Mansion. You, a small helper, are not qualified to kill a general. It's still too late to stop now, so don't make a mistake."
A cold voice came like muffled thunder, and Zang Feng, the general manager of the Blood Refining Mansion, who had withdrawn from the bloody storm, rushed towards him like a shuttle, at an extremely fast speed, like a black lightning.
"The general manager has taken action, so the helper should have given up when it's enough, right?"
The moment the hidden front swept out, the atmosphere in the Blood Storm instantly relaxed a lot, and other generals around them nodded secretly.
Biao Fei, who was held in Zhuo Wen's hand, had a look of hope in his eyes, and at the same time he was trying his best to resist the terrifying sucking power of the seven drops of yellow spring in his abdomen.
He knew that if he didn't resist the seven forces, he might not be able to wait until Zang Feng arrived, and the energy in his body would be sucked dry.
Zhuo Wen slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with endless indifference, and he said indifferently: "Those who respect others will also respect them; those who do not respect others should treat others in their own way."
"I, Mu Zhuo, asked myself that I did not provoke Biao Fei, but Biao Fei and his helper Lu Jian took the initiative to provoke me and even wanted to kill me. Now I am just retaliating with tooth. How can I not kill him?"
Zang Feng's eyes were cold and he said: "Biao Fei is the general of my Blood Refining Mansion. You have no official position and are not qualified to kill Biao Fei. If you don't want to die, let him go quickly and kneel on the ground to apologize sincerely. I can read this
For the blood general’s sake, I’ll let you live.”
Zhuo Wen's eyes turned cold. Zang Feng was really pretentious. Did he think he was the one who made the decision here?
"Kneel down? Apologize?"
Zhuo Wen sneered, but the fingertips of his right hand kept moving towards Biao Fei's eyebrows.
"You lunatic, even though the manager has come forward, you still dare to kill me. Are you crazy? Do you want to kill me?"
Biao Fei shouted loudly, his face was ferocious, and the fear in his heart reached the extreme. The underworld fingertips made him smell the smell of death, a smell he would never forget.
"presumptuous!"
Zang Feng's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect Mu Zhuo to be so courageous. He had already spoken out and still dared to continue to take action to kill Biao Fei.
Thinking of this, Zang Feng jerked his right hand toward his back without even thinking about it, and the black giant gun he was carrying was immediately grasped in his palm. Then Zang Feng flicked his right hand, and the black giant gun cut through the air like a shuttle.
Like a bolt of lightning, it flew towards Zhuo Wen's vital part.
Bah ba ba ba!
This gun was so powerful that when it passed through the air, it burst out with extremely dazzling sparks. The abnormal sound caused by the friction between the gun tip and the air made the warriors who were close around them cover their ears involuntarily.
The coldness in Zhuo Wen's eyes became more and more intense. His right hand was like electricity, and Huang Quan's fingertips instantly sank into Biao Fei's eyebrows. A wisp of blood shot out from Biao Fei's eyebrows, completely cutting off the vitality in Biao Fei's body.
As soon as Biao Fei's vitality was cut off, the seven drops of yellow spring that Biao Fei had barely stopped sucked up all of Biao Fei's essence in an instant like a giant whale sucking water, and Biao Fei's fat body was completely reduced to ashes.
A mummy.
Biao Fei's energy increased the netherworld by two drops. In other words, Zhuo Wen had a total of twelve drops of underworld at this moment.
This phenomenon made Zhuo Wen believe that the increase in Huang Quan had little to do with strength, but had a huge relationship with the seriousness of the sin of the person he killed.
Biao Fei and Lu Jian are equally powerful, both are in the cloudy holy realm, but Lu Jian can produce four drops of underworld after his death, while Biao Fei can only produce two drops. This only shows that Lu Jian's sins are worse than Biao Fei's.
More than twice as deep as it is.
When Biao Fei was completely killed by Zhuo Wen, countless generals around him fell into silence. Even the invited guests on the elevated stands outside the square looked surprised.
The courage of this young man named Mu Zhuo exceeded everyone's expectations.
Zang Feng is the general manager of the Xue Lian Mansion and has great power. Most people would not dare to disobey such a big shot, and Biao Fei is the general of the Xue Lian Mansion. He holds a general position and is also one of the top officials of the Xue Lian Mansion.
This Mu Zhuo not only disobeyed Zang Feng, but also killed Biao Fei in front of Zang Feng. This behavior can be described as daring.
But Zhuo Wen didn't think there was anything wrong. Youdao meant that a man would not succumb to lust. Now that he had entered the martial arts world full of ups and downs, Zhuo Wen never thought of being obedient and living cautiously.
The road to martial arts is that when encountering a narrow road, the brave will win. If someone is cautious when things happen, he is not a martial arts person, but a man of tactics.
Martial arts people seek to be open-minded and open-minded, and seek revenge when they have a grudge and repay kindness when they are kind; people who are resourceful want to be cautious, step by step, cautious and unscrupulous, and use any means necessary.
Although the power of those who are Machiavellian will sometimes be far greater than that of those who are martial arts, but how far can such people go on the road of martial arts?
Zhuo Wen knows very well that the road to martial arts is never-ending. If you have a true desire for martial arts, not even the whole sky can stop you, because he believes that those who seek martial arts will always create miracles.
Faced with this situation, perhaps Zhuo Wen could take a step back, or even bow his head and apologize, and everything might be solved.
But Zhuo Wen won't, because this is not in line with his Tao. If he is really like that, I am afraid that his martial arts road will never go far in the future, because he has lost the sharpness in his heart.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen showed a hint of enlightenment in his eyes, and a fighting spirit surged out of Zhuo Wen's body like an awakened beast.
Whoosh!
The black giant gun was extremely fast. In an instant, it was dozens of meters before it reached Zhuo Wen. The giant gun tore through the air, and the terrifying wind swept by it fell on Zhuo Wen. His shoulder-length hair was flying freely, and his black robe
, hunting sound.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen has an unyielding will in his body, as if at this moment, even if the sky falls, this tall and straight figure like pine and cypress will never bend or bow his head.
“The blue sky is as high as the sky and the blue sky is falling as the underworld!”
Zhuo Wen pointed out the void with one finger, and the twelve drops of yellow spring surrounding him suddenly condensed on his finger.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's finger seemed to be plated with gold, exuding a dazzling light.
Whoosh!
The moment Zhuo Wen pointed it out, the black giant gun had already swept in front of Zhuo Wen, very close at hand!
Zhuo Wen was extremely calm at this moment, and the laws of the void were condensed under his feet. Then Zhuo Wen made a move with his right foot, and the gold-plated underworld finger on his side instantly clicked out.
Zhuo Wen was very accurate, and he did not confront the giant black spear head-on. Since Zang Feng was a saint in the heaven-defying holy realm, Zhuo Wen's body might not be his opponent.
Of course, if Zhuo Wen integrated the clone of the Dacheng Holy Body into his main body, he might still be able to compete with Zang Feng, but after the Dacheng Holy Body was separated, his real body's strength dropped a lot.
With the current strength of Zhuowen's body, even if he sacrifices the eight laws in his body, he may only be able to fight against the Yangtian Holy Realm. As for the Kongtian Holy Realm and Nitian Holy Realm, he must merge with the Dacheng Holy Body.
However, the current Dacheng Holy Body is still practicing in the Canglong Palace using the golden thunder body tempering slurry. It is really unable to get out of the trap at the moment, and Zhuo Wen does not want to expose the existence of the Dacheng Holy Body so early.
His most important plan at the moment is to cultivate the Killing Underworld Finger. This magic is very different from other magic and is not very powerful at first.
But if he continues to be cultivated like this, his power will increase by hundreds or thousands, and eventually it may even surpass the level of ordinary magic.
Bang bang bang!
Zhuo Wen pointed the underworld finger three times in succession on the body of the giant black gun, each time containing the twelve drops of the reincarnation power of the underworld.
After three strikes, the trajectory of the giant black spear was deflected thirty degrees, and it passed a few inches in front of Zhuo Wen. The strong wind howled, lifting Zhuo Wen's endless long hair and robes.
Boom!
After the black giant gun was deflected, it was inserted directly into the ground. Then countless cracks spread instantly on the ground. The cracks spread out in all directions like spider webs, and a terrifying ring-shaped air wave spread out in all directions.
The generals who were standing close to each other, the moment they came into contact with this air wave, their pupils shrank slightly, they couldn't help but stepped back, groaned, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
The aftermath of this shot was so terrifying, but Mu Zhuo, who was in the Shattering Mysterious Saint Realm, actually dodged the shot that was originally aimed at him. What kind of monster is this kid!
Zhuo Wen was not unscathed. At this moment, he stepped on the void with both feet and stepped back step by step until he was more than ten feet away. Then he barely stopped. The fingers of his right hand were trembling unnaturally and his face was a little pale.
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"Is it luck?" Qing Cang said to himself with a frown.
The Blood Demon's eyes were shining brightly. He stared straight at Zhuo Wen, but he was more and more surprised. Zhuo Wen's strength was somewhat beyond his expectation.
The timing of Zhuo Wen's attack just now was too accurate. If he had taken one step slower or one step faster, he might have been directly penetrated by the black giant gun. However, at the right time, he directly pointed out the weakness of the black giant gun's body.
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It was precisely because of this that the giant black gun was finally clicked three times by Zhuo Wen with his finger in the void, completely deviating from the track and escaping Na Zangfeng's killing shot.
This process seems simple, but it is extremely dangerous. You must know that this is a full-strength shot from a saint with a heaven-defying holy realm cultivation. Even if the blood demon uses many trump cards, he does not dare to resist it.
Of course, the Blood Demon couldn't think that he could be like Zhuo Wen, who had the right timing to shoot the killer shot of the heaven-defying holy realm, and knocked it off the track with a clever move.