"You are so brave, how dare you threaten to kill us?"
The middle-aged man's face suddenly darkened, and anger rose in his heart.
The Yunjin Lord's Mansion has supreme authority in the Yunjin Territory, and no monk has ever dared to overstep this.
But the young man in front of him was really too presumptuous.
After learning that they were from the Yunjin Lord's Mansion, they actually dared to murder them.
"Originally, I thought you were a talented person and wanted to give you a way to survive and let you join Lord Yunjin's Mansion! It's a pity that you didn't cherish the opportunity!"
The middle-aged man stood up slowly, his eyes filled with blazing cold light and filled with murderous intent.
At the same time, an extremely terrifying aura erupted from the middle-aged man's body.
This momentum is much stronger than that of the young woman.
"Has the fetal god become the pinnacle?"
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes and could see the middle-aged man's specific cultivation level at a glance.
Yuanda and other members of the Yuan tribe were trembling with fear.
Although they didn't know the specific cultivation level of the middle-aged man, they could feel that the middle-aged man was much stronger than the young woman.
"Mr. Zhuo..."
Yuanyasu and Yuanzhong both looked worried.
"Uncle Zhou, kill him for me!"
The young woman Yu Fu shouted with hateful eyes.
She wanted Zhuo Wen, a guy who knew nothing about heaven and earth, to pay a heavy price.
The middle-aged man nodded and strode towards Zhuo Wen, his momentum getting stronger and stronger.
"Shenjin Wind Scroll!"
The middle-aged man knew that Zhuo Wen was not weak in strength, so he did not dare to overestimate him in this battle and used his best skill, the Divine Wind Scroll, from the very beginning.
I saw violent winds surrounding Zhuo Wen. These winds were like whirlpools, wrapping Zhuo Wen around like a prison, trapping him.
At the same time, the middle-aged man stepped forward, his speed suddenly increased, and he appeared above Zhuo Wen's head in an instant, and the middle-aged man blasted out with a palm, landing on Zhuo Wen's Tianling Cap.
The main function of the wind scroll magical power is to restrain. You can use the powerful power of the wind scroll to completely imprison the enemy's actions.
"You are dead!"
The middle-aged man sneered and poured out the power from his palm, the light shining brightly.
Zhuo Wen was still standing where he was. Suddenly purple light erupted from his whole body, and then heavy purple snow began to fall around him.
The purple snow drifted and actually broke the surrounding wind waves.
At the same time, the moment the middle-aged man's palm fell on Zhuo Wentian's spiritual cap, he kicked off his right foot and disappeared from the place in an erratic and ghostly manner.
The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, he suddenly retracted his palm and struck behind him.
boom!
His palm hit a purple sword, and the powerful force shocked him so much that he couldn't help but retreat.
But the middle-aged man is not a simple person. Although Zhuo Wen's figure has become erratic due to the addition of Zixue, he is very calm.
I saw him kicking out his feet, and the whole person disappeared on the spot like a breeze, and his speed was no less than Zhuo Wen.
Bang bang bang!
For a moment, two figures that could only be seen as afterimages collided alternately in mid-air, causing extremely terrifying energy ripples.
"So fast! So strong!"
All the people of the Yuan Tribe were shocked. Looking at the two afterimages whose figures could barely be seen, they truly felt how terrifying and powerful the Heaven-Shattering Powerhouse was.
Yu Fu's pretty face changed even more.
She was very aware of Uncle Zhou's strength. He was at the peak of his fetal transformation, but he was unable to do anything to this young man in black robes for a while.
What makes Yu Fu even more unbearable is that the two are actually fighting at an equal level. She even doubts that Zhuo Wen is really the fifth weakest monk?
"Damn it! If I can initially complete the blood sacrifice, then I can use the power of the 'blood thorn'. How can I allow this bastard to be so rampant!"
Yu Fu looked at the bloody pattern on the palm of his right hand, his beautiful eyes showing unwillingness.
The blood sacrifice has not yet been completed, and the star soldiers in her body will not listen to her at all, let alone give her strength.
After about hundreds of rounds, Zhuo Wen and the middle-aged man exchanged heavy punches, then stepped back dozens of steps and stopped on both sides, facing each other from afar.
The middle-aged man stared at Zhuo Wen solemnly and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, this is Zhou Xiangwen of the Yunjin Lord's Mansion. Zhou can guarantee that if you can join our Yunjin Lord's Mansion, you will be reused!"
The middle-aged man knew very well that the fetal god turned into a peak powerhouse, and he was actually considered a powerhouse in Yunjin Ling.
Even within the range of Yun Jin Ling, the number of such powerful men is not too many.
The young man in front of him does not look to be more than ten thousand years old, but he has the strength to reach the peak of embryonic transformation. Such a genius is rare in Yun Jinling.
Therefore, Zhou Xiangwen started to win over, and his attitude was much better than before.
"Just because you are not qualified to win over me!" Zhuo Wen said lightly.
The middle-aged man was so angry that his eyes were splitting with anger. This Zhuo Wen was so ungrateful. I tried to win over him, but he refused without hesitation!
"Tell me, why do you want to deal with the Yuan tribe?" Zhuo Wen suddenly asked.
The middle-aged man said coldly: "I can't tell you this. Since you don't know what to do, I don't have to hold back! I will destroy you today!"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out a golden feather fan from his spiritual ring.
"Hmph! Uncle Zhou took out Jinxia Fan and this guy is dead!"
Yu Fu saw the middle-aged man taking out a golden fan, with a cold smile on his lips.
This Jinxia Fan is a first-level artifact that breaks the sky, and its power is terrifying.
You must know that in the hundreds of realms outside the world, heaven-shattering artifacts are very rare. Many powerful people who have achieved the third and fourth transformations of the sky-shattering transformations do not have decent artifacts.
Generally, those who can possess artifacts are basically people with strong background and strength.
This Jinxia Fan was given to Zhou Xiangwen by his father.
Zhou Xiangwen's strength combined with the Jinxia Fan was enough to withstand the offensive of the monks in the early stages of the second transformation of the Heaven.
"Oh? A first-level divine weapon that breaks the sky!"
Zhuo Wen raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that this middle-aged man actually had a heaven-breaking artifact.
He had heard Duan Zhipeng say that there was always a shortage of heaven-shattering artifacts in the Hundred Realms Outside the World.
This middle-aged man is just a womb god, and he has a heaven-shattering artifact. It seems that his net worth is still very rich!
"Your Excellency, I will give you another chance now. This is your last chance. Join Lord Yunjin's Mansion!" The middle-aged man held a golden cloud fan and became domineering and confident.
Zhuo Wen shook his head and said mockingly: "I told you, you are not qualified yet! So what if you take out the Heaven-breaking Artifact? If you are not qualified, you are not qualified!"
Yu Fu sneered and whispered: "What an idiot! Uncle Zhou holding the Jinxia Fan will increase his strength several times, you are a frog in the well!"
The middle-aged man's eyes were even colder and he said: "In that case, don't blame me for being rude!"
As he said that, the middle-aged man stood still and waved the Jinxia fan in his hand.
In an instant, countless golden points of light burst out like sparks of fire and intensively rushed into Zhuo Wen's body.
This kind of power exceeds the energy power caused by the two people's fight just now.