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Chapter 3080: Hard break

The middle-aged man came to the throne, knelt on one knee on the ground, and said solemnly: "Wuhenjie Yisha Master!"

Yisha glanced at Xue Wuhen and nodded. Xue Wuhen stood up and looked at Yisha on the throne with some uneasiness.

He didn't know why Yisha suddenly ordered him to come over.

"Wuhen, I heard you say that Zhuo Wen comes from the eight heavens?" Yisha looked at Xue Wuhen and asked casually.

"Yes, I was sealed in a secret realm in the eight heavens. Later, Zhuo Wen broke into my sealed place, and I designed him to escape! However, Zhuo Wen at that time, Lian Zheng

He didn’t even know the truth, he was just an ant in my eyes, I could kill him with the wave of my hand, I didn’t even care about this person at that time!”

Xue Wuhen answered cautiously.

"Not even enlightened? How long has it been? How come Zhuo Wen is practicing so fast! It's incredible!" Yisha frowned, feeling a little unbelievable.

"Master Yisha, I think there must be some big secret in Zhuo Wen. Otherwise, how could he practice so fast? This is completely contrary to common sense!" Xue Wuhen quickly agreed.

"Wuhen, Ersha has fallen! And he died after going to assassinate Zhuo Wen!" Yisha said suddenly.

Xue Wuhen trembled all over, and he raised his head suddenly, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

When the second assassin was sent out, Xue Wuhen knew about it, but he didn't know who the second assassin was going to assassinate.

When he came to this hall today, he was still a little surprised why the second killer didn't show up. Half a month had passed, and the assassination mission couldn't last so long.

Now he got the news of the death of Ersha, and he died because of the assassination of Zhuo Wen.

"Did Zhuo Wen do it?"

Xue Wuhen shivered all over, and his voice was filled with disbelief.

"It should be! Originally, I thought that two kills would be enough to destroy Zhuo Wen, but now it seems that I was wrong! This guy has become famous!"

Yisha's voice was a little helpless as he continued: "In the future, our Blood Prison should not provoke Zhuo Wen again! This guy is no longer something we, the Blood Prison, can provoke!"

Xue Wuhen heard the helplessness in Yisha's tone, and his eyes became more complicated.

He remembered the first time he saw Zhuo Wen in the Eight Heavens. At that time, he looked at Zhuo Wen as if he were a funny ant. He was too weak. He only needed to wave his hand.

extinguished.

But now, this guy who was just an ant in his eyes has killed six of the Seven Killers in the Blood Prison, and the strongest Yisha has said that he does not intend to provoke Zhuo Wen because Yisha is scared and begins to be afraid of Zhuo Wen.

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“It’s true that everything in the world is impermanent!”

Xue Wuhen sighed softly in his heart, lamenting that the situation was changing so quickly.

"You didn't intend to provoke me, but I didn't say I was going to spare you!"

Suddenly, a majestic sound came from the outside world, penetrated the palace, enveloped the entire bloody palace, and resounded like a bell.

Yisha and Xue Wuhen's expressions changed greatly.

Yisha stood up suddenly, and in a flash, the dome of the palace was shattered. A big hand of energy came out from the gap in the broken dome, and struck the place where Yisha was.

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The throne that was killed was completely shattered into powder and torn apart.

Above the gap in the dome, a figure slowly fell down, and finally landed on the throne that had been turned into ruins.

Yi Sha and Xue Wuhen's eyes fell on the figure standing on the ruins, and their expressions changed at the same time.

"Zhuowen..." the two said in unison.

This figure falling from the sky is indeed Zhuo Wen.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen's eyes were as cold as a knife. The moment he found the Blood Palace, he discovered that there were very few Blood Hell killers in the Blood Palace, and there were no formation restrictions on the surface.

So he immediately forced his way in.

Zhuo Wen also knew the reason why this bloody palace was not guarded by formation restrictions.

In this dimensional space, the rules of heaven are incomplete. Even if there are powerful formation restrictions arranged in this bloody palace, they will not be able to exert much power.

Whoosh whoosh!

The moment Zhuo Wen blasted through the dome deep in the Blood Palace, it completely shocked the entire Blood Prison.

Streams of blood light swept out from around the bloody palace and rushed into the broken dome one after another.

If you look carefully, these bloody lights are actually blood prison killers.

There were hundreds of Blood Prison killers, rushing into the broken part of the dome like a torrent of blood, rushing straight down, and rushing towards Zhuo Wen below.

Zhuo Wen stood among the ruins, his eyes as cold as knives, and streams of crystal light emerged from his body, as if his body was forged from some kind of rare glass.

Zhuo Wen kneaded the technique with both hands and used the secret "Air Blade". In the palms of his hands, two white air blades with a length of one meter and two appeared.

boom!

Zhuo Wen jumped suddenly, his hands flying, and in a moment, sword lights burst out. The milky white light actually overshadowed the bloody torrent composed of hundreds of blood prison killers in one fell swoop.

Poof!

Poof!

One after another, the Blood Hell killers fell from the torrent and landed on the ground, turning into stiff corpses, motionless.

Yisha and Xue Wuhen looked at this scene with extremely ugly expressions on their faces.

The strength of Zhuo Wen was beyond their imagination. Hundreds of Blood Prison killers joined forces and were completely crushed.

"We can't let him continue killing!"

Yisha snorted coldly, looking at the decreasing torrent of blood, his heart was bleeding.

You know, their Blood Prison spent a lot of effort to cultivate these elite killers.

Now these elite killers who have been trained for many years are like wheat being harvested in autumn, they are constantly decreasing. How can you bear such losses?

One kill is done!

I saw one kill two. With a kick of his legs, the whole person was ejected like a cannonball.

At the same time, streams of blood-colored energy surged out from the pores of Yisha's body, condensing into a boundless river of blood.

This blood river starts with the killing of a body, and the end point of the blood river is continuous derivation.

The direction in which the blood river flows is exactly where Zhuo Wen is.

Zhuo Wen instantly killed two Blood Prison killers who wanted to attack him, and he also noticed the river of blood released by that killing.

The blood river is getting closer and closer, just like the surging tide at high tide, it is very fast and has the potential to overturn the river.

Zhuo Wen didn't dare to neglect. The strength of this kill was much stronger than the second one. His cultivation should be in the late stage of the Master of Creation, so Zhuo Wen didn't dare to neglect.

Although his Pangu Holy Body has been promoted to the late six-star stage, its strength is actually not weaker than that of the general late-stage Creator.

But this kill is obviously not an ordinary late-stage Creator, and its strength is much stronger than the ordinary late-stage Creator. Zhuo Wen will definitely suffer a loss if he goes head-to-head with this kill.

Therefore, Zhuo Wen simply took out Hou Yi's divine bow and Hou Yi's arrows, placed Hou Yi's arrows on the bow string, and immediately pulled the bow string to the full moon.


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