Zhuo Wen's eyes turned cold. He didn't expect that the manager, Zang Feng, would intervene midway.
"The bet between us, the manager should know about it, right? I only want Qing Cang's arm now, otherwise I will never give up." Zhuo Wen said coldly.
Zang Feng's eyes turned cold and he said: "You are so impudent that you dare to refute in front of me. I had already exposed this matter for the sake of the palace master's face, but now you are planning to kill me again.
You really think that I no longer exist, right?"
Zhuo Wen's face was a little ugly. He knew that Zang Feng must have deliberately made things difficult for him, and it was just an excuse to take action against Qing Cang.
"Master Manager, you forced me to do this."
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and he took a step forward. The law of explosive steps surged under his feet, and there was a boom and explosion. Zhuo Wen instantly flew to the top of Zang Feng's head.
As soon as he pointed it out, fifty drops of yellow water rushed out from his body, surrounded his right arm, and immediately merged into his fingers.
"What a good boy, how dare you take action against me, the manager? I think you are just looking for death!"
Zang Feng sneered repeatedly, twitched his right hand behind his back, and immediately took off the black giant gun. Then he twisted his right hand, and black energy burst out from the tip of the black giant gun, rushing toward Zhuo Wen like electricity.
Ding!
The Killing Underworld Finger and the giant black gun blasted together, and Zhuo Wen immediately felt a terrifying power spreading from his fingers. Then Zhuo Wen spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
The moment Zhuo Wen retreated, just when Zang Feng was about to catch up, he found a mocking smile on the corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth, and immediately a strong sense of crisis arose in his mind.
Boom!
Suddenly, a blood thunder suddenly descended from the blood cloud in the sky. This blood thunder swept straight towards Zang Feng.
"Damn it, is this kid plotting against me?"
The moment the blood thunder struck, Zang Feng immediately understood the cause and effect. No wonder the Mu Zhuo in front of him attacked him like a fly shaking a tree. It turned out that he planned to attract the blood thunder in the blood cloud.
However, Zang Feng couldn't allow him to think too much now. This blood thunder was extremely terrifying, and even he didn't dare to neglect it.
"Iron Cutting Style!"
Zang Feng held the gun in his right hand, pinched the sword finger of his left hand, and touched the surface of the black giant gun. Suddenly, the black giant gun burst out with a blazing black light. This black light was like a black whirlwind, spreading all over the surface of the gun body.
Whoosh whoosh!
Then, Zang Feng swung his right hand violently, and the giant black spear was thrown out. Immediately, a terrifying black hurricane rose into the sky, reaching through the sky and the earth, sweeping across the heaven and earth, facing the blood thunder.
This blood thunder is still as thin as a finger and looks insignificant. However, after witnessing Shili's battle with this blood thunder, no one dares to underestimate the power of this small blood thunder.
Stab!
The blood thunder fell on the black hurricane, and immediately countless bloody thunder threads spread throughout the hurricane, annihilating the black hurricane directly, and then swept towards Zang Feng with unabated force.
Zang Feng's pupils shrank, he held Qing Cang's collar in his left hand, and violently threw him towards the edge of the square. Holding Qing Cang had a great impact on his strength, so he was busy dealing with Xue Lei, so naturally he would not take Qing Cang with him.
However, the moment Qing Cang was thrown out by Zang Feng, a yellow light flashed past Zang Feng and quickly disappeared into Qing Cang's eyebrows.
"ah!"
A scream sounded, and Qing Cang's face and facial features were distorted, and he immediately looked up to the sky and roared, as if he was suffering some kind of pain. Then his body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a mummy, and fell to the ground.
In the ruins of the square.
At the moment when his green color turned into a mummy, three drops of yellow spring water were snatched from his body and shot all over Zhuo Wen's body.
"This guy is very calculating!"
The first commander's eyes flashed brightly, and he couldn't help but praise.
But the first commander's unprecedented praise shocked the other five commanders.
They knew that the First Commander rarely praised others on his own initiative. Even the First General Shi Lai had never been praised by him, but this little guy named Mu Zhuo, who was in the Broken Xuan Saint Realm, was actually praised by the First General.
This is the first time that the commander-in-chief takes the initiative to praise.
Of course, Mu Zhuo's calculations and vision were indeed precise and ruthless, and even the five commanders were quite impressed with them.
As for Qing Cang's death, these six commanders didn't take it to heart at all. They had their own sense of right and wrong. Moreover, it was indeed Qing Cang who set up the bet and broke it in public, and even more shamelessly wanted to
Take action against Namu Zhuo.
The six commander-in-chiefs were extremely disdainful of such despicable behavior, and naturally they had no feelings at all about Qing Cang's death.
The reason why the general manager Zang Feng was so unyielding was ultimately for his own selfish reasons. Zhuo Wen had disobeyed Zang Feng before, and Zang Feng's character was determined to retaliate, so naturally he would not miss any opportunity to hinder Zhuo Wen.
"This little beast..."
Zang Feng's eyes were red, but the blood thunder was extremely difficult to deal with. After much hesitation, Zang Feng finally jumped out of the range of the blood cauldron.
"The blood thunder is so terrifying that even rocks cannot resist it, let alone this boy! This boy will either die under the blood thunder, or he will withdraw from the blood cauldron and come to the edge of the square. Once he retreats to the edge of the square, this boy will not be able to escape.
."
Falling on the edge of the square, Zang Feng stared coldly at the figure covered in blood clouds.
"There should be fourteen of these blood thunders, which coincides with the fourteenth cauldron sound. However, this blood thunder is really terrifying. If you want to compete with it, you can only invite the Dacheng Holy Body. Otherwise, with the strength of my body, it will be difficult to
contend."
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly and stared at the blood clouds in the sky. After the first blood thunder was blocked by Zang Feng, he knew that there were thirteen more blood thunders behind him, which was not something his body could resist.
"Boy, you still have two golden thunder bamboos on you. Take out those two golden thunder bamboos. This golden thunder bamboo is the nemesis of all thunder and lightning and can absorb any thunder and lightning."
Suddenly, Xiao Hei's voice sounded in the sea of consciousness. Zhuo Wen's eyes lit up, and with a flick of his finger, he immediately took out two golden thunder bamboos with dim brilliance.
The golden thunder in these two golden thunder bamboos has been basically absorbed by Zhuo Wen, which is why the color looks so dim. Of course, if you want to generate golden thunder again, I'm afraid it will take a hundred years.
"Is it really useful?" Zhuo Wen said to himself slightly uncertainly.
Boom!
When Zhuo Wen was hesitating, the blood cloud landed three more blood thunders, reaching the sky above Zhuo Wen instantly.
Zhuo Wen gritted his teeth, raised two golden thunder bamboos, and faced them. At the same time, more than fifty drops of yellow spring water surrounded his body, just in case.
Stab!
When the blood thunder landed on the Golden Thunder Bamboo, Zhuo Wen was shocked to find that the three blood thunders were directly absorbed by the Golden Thunder Bamboo and disappeared in front of him.
This scene was so weird that everyone around him looked in disbelief.
Shi Chuan's pupils shrank unconsciously. His attention quickly fell on the two golden thunder bamboos in Zhuo Wen's hands, and he whispered: "What is the origin of the two golden bamboos in Mu Zhuo's hands? Can they absorb blood thunder?"
Not only Stone Split, but also Xuehentian and the six commanders looked surprised.
Boom!
Next, the blood cloud landed another blood thunder, but they were all absorbed by the Golden Thunder Bamboo, and Zhuo Wen successfully survived the blood thunder cloud.
After absorbing thirteen blood thunders, Zhuo Wen discovered that the surface of the Golden Thunder Bamboo was faintly bloody, and waves of blood thunders continued to spread, which looked quite strange.
"Perhaps the blood thunder is of some benefit to the cultivation of the Dacheng Holy Body. Of course, with the power of the blood thunder, it can also be used as a means of attack."
Zhuo Wen put away the two golden thunder bamboos. He knew firsthand how terrifying the blood thunder was. A single blood thunder was enough to make Zang Feng, a heaven-defying saint, so embarrassed. If there were thirteen blood thunders all at once,
Even then, I'm afraid Zang Feng wouldn't dare to compete with him.
"This guy..." Zang Feng's pupils shrank and he whispered bitterly.
The Blood Demon stared at Zhuo Wen with complicated eyes, a hint of bitterness on his lips.
"Is this time going to ring the fifteenth time?" Everyone was breathing rapidly, all paying attention to Zhuo Wen's next move.
Just when everyone thought Zhuo Wen would ring the fifteenth time, Zhuo Wen slowly stretched out his right hand and gently touched the pattern on the surface of the blood tripod.
His eyes became extremely focused at this moment, staring quietly at the patterns on the surface of the blood tripod. After a while, Zhuo Wen whispered softly: "You are sick, so you are venting your dissatisfaction?"
"I... can cure your disease, as long as... you let me ring twenty times and take me into the Blood Refining Pond!"
Zhuo Wen's voice was very soft, so soft that no one could hear it.
Although the blood cauldron in front of him is an ordinary cauldron, Zhuo Wen knows that after countless years of sacrifices to living beings, this cauldron has its own spirit and its own emotions.
Zhuo Wen had already observed this cauldron long ago, and he found that this cauldron was venting, and every time it vented, it would release endless resentment. There is no doubt that the problem with this cauldron is resentment.
But Zhuo Wen's Killing Underworld Finger is the nemesis of resentment. He knows very well that using the Killing Underworld Finger can completely dispel the resentment accumulated over time in the blood cauldron.
The blood tripod was silent for a moment, and the patterns on its surface suddenly burst out with blazing light, and a terrifying breath came out, making Zhuo Wen couldn't help but take a few steps back, but this breath came and went quickly, and quickly disappeared without a trace.
trace.
Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed and he showed a hint of joy. He knew that the Blood Cauldron agreed, and the breath just now was a reminder.
"Don't worry, I will do my best to help you get rid of your resentment!"
Zhuo Wen took a deep breath, pointed out, and knocked the fifteenth time. Suddenly, the sound of the tripod was loud. Then Zhuo Wen was surprised to find that the blood tripod no longer exuded coercion and blood, but erupted endlessly.
Endless resentment.
"Since you agree, let's do it all at once!"
Zhuo Wen laughed loudly and pointed out again. In an instant, he pointed out five times in a row.
Bang bang bang!
The sound of the five cauldrons sounded one after another, like the sound of a bell, like the echo of an empty valley, like the thunder of thunder, continuous and booming.
In an instant, everyone stood up. Whether they were guests or generals, the six commanders or Palace Master Xue Hentian, their movements were surprisingly consistent and they stood up one after another.
Their eyes were in disbelief as they heard the terrifying overlapping sounds and the slender figure in hunting robes beneath the overlapping sounds.
At this moment, this figure magnified infinitely in everyone's eyes, like a mountain...