At this moment, the surroundings of Youhuan Sect were eerily quiet.
Everyone in the audience looked at You Yewei who was killed by Zhuo Wen, and swallowed involuntarily.
The ancestor of the Youhuan Sect, You Wu Death, stood in front of Zhuo Wen, and the latter killed him in such a grand manner. This did not take You Wu Death seriously at all.
Just think about it, who in Dongyu dares to kill the sect leader like You Wu Shei in front of his sect ancestors? I'm afraid I can't find a few.
But Zhuo Wen did it openly and didn't seem to care at all.
"He really killed him. This guy really killed You Yewei in front of You Wusei. He is so brave!"
"This boy is doomed. Although he is protected by the four Xutian Seventh Climb monks, You Wusei is a veteran and strong man, and even Xutian Eighth Climb. The four Xutian Seventh Climb can't stop him at all."
Uproar, noises, and discussions rose up like a violent storm after the silence.
"you wanna die!"
A terrifying roar that shook the earth suddenly erupted.
You Wusei was seen trembling all over and his face was livid with anger. He roared and thrust out his right palm.
In an instant, all the starry sky millions of miles around You Wu Death collapsed. Some of the monks who were close to him unfortunately fell into the collapse and were shattered into pieces.
"Master, be careful!"
The four people headed by Zhang Zhicheng all roared, released their own divine power, gathered around Zhuo Wen, resisting the surrounding starry sky that collapsed due to You Wusui's divine power, and for a moment, they were safe and sound.
boom!
At the moment when the starry sky collapsed, a huge hand with divine power suddenly grabbed it.
Wherever the big hand passed, the surrounding collapse force suddenly froze and stopped, as if it was afraid of this powerful hand.
Bang bang bang!
Zhang Zhicheng roared angrily, and the spear in his hand erupted with a dark light, shooting out violently. Suddenly, the surrounding starry sky collapsed and stopped, and then the spear hit the big hand heavily, emitting a continuous roaring sound.
The moment Zhang Zhicheng took action, Lu Manfeng, Song Binhong and Cao Tairan also took action, using their magical power to drive their natal artifact, following closely behind.
Zhang Zhicheng and the four of them worked together, and the power they unleashed was truly terrifying, and the big hand stopped abruptly.
"You still don't know how big the gap is between Xu Tian Qideng and Xu Tian Ba Deng? What if the four of you join forces? In my eyes, you are just a chicken and a dog."
You Wusei's voice came slowly from behind the big hand, ethereal and majestic.
The big hand that originally stopped moved again, and the speed was faster than before.
All the natal artifacts of Zhang Zhicheng and the four of them were blown away by the big hand, and the four of them were also deeply affected by the backlash of the artifacts, with blood flowing from the corners of their mouths and flying backwards in all directions.
"Little beast, besides relying on the power of these four rubbish, what else do you have? You still can't escape from my grasp."
After Zhang Zhicheng and the four others were blown away, You Wusui's voice became more ferocious, and his extremely violent consciousness fell on Zhuo Wen arbitrarily, locking him firmly.
"Zhuo Wen is finished. You Wu is dead with all his strength. Even four strong men who have reached the seventh level of Xutian can't block this blow. It's too terrifying."
The onlookers, looking at the big hand stretched out from the collapsed starry sky, felt their hearts trembling, and their hearts were beating very fast. This is the power of Xu Tian Badeng!
Zhuo Wen stood in the center of the collapsed starry sky, looking up silently at the big hand that was getting closer and closer.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's small body and his huge hands formed a sharp contrast.
Everyone believes that Zhuo Wen will definitely die under this big hand, without any suspense.
But there were also some people who were keenly observant and noticed the look on Zhuo Wen's face.
They didn't find any fear or panic on Zhuo Wen's face, but it was clear that he was safe and had a winning chance.
Boom!
An earth-shattering explosion was heard, and a violent white light lit up from the center of the collapsed starry sky, becoming more and more dazzling, causing many onlookers to close their eyes involuntarily.
Bang bang bang!
The powerful monks endured the glare of the white light and paid attention to everything in the center of the collapsed starry sky.
But all they saw was the increasingly intense white light, and the collapsed starry sky that began to disintegrate, turning into pieces of nothingness.
What kind of powerful force is needed to collapse the starry sky into nothingness.
Standing in the middle of the white light, the evil smile on the corner of You Wu's mouth slowly solidified, instead revealing a trace of confusion.
The appearance of this white light was so sudden that He Wushu didn't even know where the white light came from.
"Is it the fault of that little beast Zhuo Wen?"
You Wusei frowned slightly, took out eighteen red talismans from the spiritual ring, and kneaded the talisman with both hands. These eighteen talismans circled You Wusei's body, constantly surrounding them, interweaving a fire-red pattern of defense.
"After enduring the blow I just struck, this kid should be dead. How did he get this white light?"
Although You Wusei was very confident in the attack he just made, he was still cautious in his heart.
"Old Yougou, did you tickle me with that blow just now? It didn't hurt or itch at all!"
Suddenly, a figure walked out in front of the white light. You Wusei's pupils narrowed and he realized that this figure was Zhuo Wen.
"Not dead? Well, I'll kill you again to see if you die this time."
Youwu dead snorted coldly, stretched out his right hand from the void, and poured out terrifying divine power, like the Milky Way, crushing towards Zhuo Wen in a mighty manner, instantly catching Zhuo Wen in front of him.
However, You Wusei soon discovered that what he caught was just a phantom, not the real Zhuo Wen at all.
Outside the white light, Zhuo Wen stepped out slowly. He looked down at the light ball below, with a mocking smile on his lips. Emperor Ling stood silently behind Zhuo Wen.
The blow that You Wu died just now was indeed in front of Zhuo Wen, but it was completely blocked by Emperor Ling, so Zhuo Wen was unharmed.
"Boy! What are you going to do to compensate me? This invisible and formless formation is infinitely close to the ninth level of powerful formation. This You Wu Death can't be broken at all. I've been a big help this time, right?"
The ruthless old man walked slowly to Zhuo Wen with his hands behind his back, and said slightly unhappy.
Zhuo Wen grinned and said: "Thank you, Senior Qingqing, for your help this time. I wonder what Senior Qingqing wants?"
"Give me a drop of the blood of heaven!" the ruthless old man said calmly.
Zhuo Wen's smile froze and his eyes flickered as he said: "Senior, we have established a heavenly contract before..."
The ruthless old man snorted coldly and said: "The contract is a contract, and the reward is reward. There is no stipulation in the contract. I can't take the blood of heaven as reward, and you don't have to be stingy. The blood of heaven in your white jade box
There are dozens of drops, so what’s wrong with giving the old man just one drop?”