"Shut up!" Zhuo Wen shouted coldly, but his eyes were extremely cold and filled with murderous intent.
"Your name is Nangong Ying, right? Since you said that the Yunjin Territory is the territory of your Nangong family! Now the people from the Murong family have forced their way into the Yunjin Territory, but you are helping Murong Rui force the people in his own territory to commit suicide!"
"I would like to ask you Nangong Ying, is your surname Nangong or Murong?"
Nangong Ying's face changed drastically. Zhuo Wen's words were a bit harsh, which gave Nangong Ying the label of rebellion.
"Hmph! You are very sharp, let's see if I don't tear your mouth apart!"
Nangong Ying was so angry that he threw Lu Yichuan on the deck. He jumped out of the divine ship and fell rapidly towards Zhuo Wen in the villa.
"Hey, it seems like I was just showing off, now I'm scared!"
When Nangong Ying saw Zhuo Wen standing motionless, he mistakenly thought Zhuo Wen was frightened, and felt proud in his heart.
But his men showed no mercy at all. He kneaded the secret with both hands and stepped down with his right leg.
"Supernatural power, divine elephant stepping on the ground!"
The moment Nangong Ying stepped down with his right foot, a huge idol appeared in the void behind him.
The idol raised a front foot as huge as a mountain and stepped heavily towards Zhuo Wen.
The moment the huge front foot landed on Zhuo Wen, a terrifying sword intent shot straight into the sky.
Then, the huge divine elephant phantom screamed and completely shattered. A divine sword with golden light soared into the sky from Zhuo Wen's position and stabbed Nangong Ying in the chest.
Poof!
Nangong Ying spit out a mouthful of blood and, driven by the divine sword, fell to the ground, creating a huge crater.
The smoke and dust dispersed, and Nangong Ying was seen being pierced through the chest by a divine soul sword intent, and was nailed to the ground.
"You're just reaching the top of the sky, but you dare to be arrogant in front of me?"
Zhuo Wen put his hands behind his back and didn't even look at Nangong Ying. Instead, he raised his head and looked indifferently at Murong Rui, whose face changed slightly.
"Don't you want to avenge your son? Just come, why are you hesitating?" Zhuo Wen sneered.
Murong Rui's eyes became solemn, and he looked deeply at Zhuo Wen and said: "I know that there is a peak guard like De Qi beside Fu Ge, but he still died in your hands. It seems that you are indeed
There are two brushes."
"However, it is still too early for you to provoke me! You will not be my opponent."
Murong Rui stepped out of the divine ship, stepped into the void, and looked down at Zhuo Wen.
"Then come up and fight! Today you must die!" Murong Rui was suspended in the void, looking down at Zhuo Wen coldly.
Zhuo Wen was silent for a long time and said in a low voice: "Come down!"
Now Zhuo Wen's mood is like thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past.
His timing cultivation is only at the peak of the Fetal God Transformation, and he can't fly in the air yet.
Although he has an extraordinary soul, the soul cannot make him walk in the sky like a powerful man.
After all, the matter and gravity of the hundreds of realms outside the realm are far more powerful than those of the lower realm's starry sky. He can fly in the lower realm's starry sky and escape from the earth, and is omnipotent.
But after he entered the Hundred Realms Outside the World, he could only fly until he reached the Heavenly Transformation.
"Huh? Are you looking down on me? I asked you to come up!" Murong Rui said angrily.
Zhuo Wen stopped talking, placed his right hand between his eyebrows, and once again unleashed a divine soul sword intention.
His sword finger landed on Murong Rui who was in the sky, and the divine soul sword intent flew through the air and slashed towards Murong Rui.
At the same time, Zhuo Wen jumped up, not towards Murong Rui, but towards the divine ship.
Murong Rui didn't dare to be careless. He had already seen the power of this soul sword, so he used all his strength and punched out. Suddenly, the shadow of the fist filled the entire sky like fire.
boom!
Murong Rui smashed the divine soul sword with one punch, and then found that Zhuo Wen had entered the deck of the divine ship, and his expression changed drastically.
There were three other monks brought by Murong Rui on the deck of the divine ship. The moment Zhuo Wen entered the deck, they launched their strongest offensive.
But under the sword intent of three divine souls, their eyebrows were penetrated completely, and they fell completely.
These three people are just monks in the Sky-breaking Transformation, and Zhuo Wen's soul has already transformed to about the early stage of the Fourth Transformation of the Sky. The power of the sword intent condensed from the Soul Soul is no less than the attack of the ordinary monks in the early stage of the Virtual God Transformation.
Naturally, these three people could not stop the power of the Divine Soul Sword Intent.
Zhuo Wen grabbed Lu Yizhuan who was unconscious on the deck and swept away from the divine ship.
"Die!"
Murong Rui rushed over instantly, his eyes were red, and he hit Zhuo Wen hard with his right fist.
These three people are all close confidants he has cultivated over the years. He has spent countless time and energy on them, and they are his most loyal subordinates.
Now Zhuo Wen has destroyed them all three times, five times, five times and two times. This loss is like a drop of blood to him.
With all the old and new grudges added together, Murong Rui now just wants to smash Zhuo Wen into pieces.
Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly, and he punched out with the same punch. The power of the divine sword was integrated into his fist, and the sword energy spread across the sky.
boom!
The two fists were struck together, forming a terrifying explosion of air around them, spreading in all directions in a ring.
Zhuo Wen groaned, spit out a mouthful of blood, and dropped it to the ground.
Murong Rui, on the other hand, stepped back dozens of steps in the air, shook his body, and then stabilized his body again, suspended in mid-air.
"Huh? Why is your aura so weak?"
The moment Murong Rui fought with Zhuo Wen, he felt that the aura on Zhuo Wen's body was just the transformation of the fetal god.
But how is this possible?
In his eyes, the embryonic transformation monks are no different from ants. He can kill thousands of embryonic transformation monks with a random punch.
But the guy in front of him also has the aura of fetal god transformation, but he possesses such powerful power.
"This guy must have concealed his cultivation. It seems that his concealment skills are amazing. Even I can't see the flaws!" Murong Rui frowned and thought to himself.
Zhuo Wen reluctantly climbed up from the deep pit created by the ground and wiped the blood from his mouth.
"This Murong Rui is really strong. He is much stronger than Elder Yu Qi of the Yuhua Sect. He should be a monk in the middle stage of the Virtual God Transformation!" Zhuo Wen said to himself with a gloomy look.
Fan Shuang and the Ten Sword Guards hurriedly ran to her side, their expressions full of worry.
"You take Lu Yizhuan away first! Stay away from here as much as possible. The battle between Murong Rui and I may cause quite a stir!"
Zhuo Wen handed the unconscious Lu Yichuan to Yi Jian and told them to leave quickly.
"Leave? Can you leave?"
Murong Rui stepped on the air with his right foot, and the whole air erupted with continuous explosion sounds, and Murong Rui shot straight towards him like a cannonball.
"Old man, die!"
Zhuo Wen knew that he could no longer hold back, so he took out the Half-Moon God Fire Spear, pointed it at Murong Rui, and threw it away.
Boom boom boom!
The Half-Moon God Fire Gun burst out with terrifying flames, and everything it passed was filled with dazzling fire, surging across the entire sky.
Terrifying pressure overflowed, and Murong Rui's expression suddenly changed.
"A divine weapon of the fourth level that breaks the sky! You guy..."