"It seems that this is the fragment of the second-order star soldier on Nangong Haoge!"
In the endless golden stick shadow field, Zhuo Wen looked around at the countless stick shadows surging around him, and he immediately knew that they were second-level star soldiers.
Zhuo Wen sacrificed the purple toad to resist the bombardment of the golden stick shadow, and then, seeing the opportunity, he used the power of the purple toad to blast a hole at the edge of the field.
Zhuo Wen stepped forward and chased Nangong Haoge.
The golden short stick converged countless stick shadows, restored the appearance of a short stick, and blasted towards Zhuo Wen's back at an extremely fast speed.
But the purple toad standing on Zhuo Wen's shoulder jumped up, fought with the golden short stick, and blocked it.
"Nangong Haoge, you are too slow, you can't escape from my grasp!"
Nangong Haoge, who was originally running exhausted in the front, heard Zhuo Wen's familiar and cold voice in his ears, and was so frightened that he trembled all over.
When Nangong Haoge was distracted, Zhuo Wen flicked his finger, drew out the blood spear, and mercilessly pierced Nangong Haoge's back of the heart.
Poof!
The powerful momentum of the blood spear caused the tip of the spear to penetrate Nangong Haoge's chest, and then with Nangong Haoge's body, it fell downwards and hit the ground.
Bang bang bang!
The huge force caused Nangong Haoge to fall to the ground, forming a terrifying giant pit. Then Nangong Haoge lay on the ground and was nailed to the ground by the blood spear.
"Zhuowen, I am from the Nangong family, you...you dare to kill me?"
Nangong Haoge struggled and reluctantly raised his head, looking at Zhuo Wen's figure getting closer and closer in horror.
He tried to mobilize all the shattering power in his body, but the blood spear was a fourth-level artifact with great power, and it also contained Zhuo Wen's powerful power. He could not break the blood spear's bombardment at all.
It can be said that now he is completely powerless. If Zhuo Wen comes to kill him, he will have no power to resist.
"You have become like this, and you are still threatening me? Where did you get the confidence and courage?"
Zhuo Wen sneered, came to Nangong Haoge, stepped on his head, and made his forehead fall towards the ground.
"Well... Zhuo Wen, it was my fault, let me go, I can give you anything!" Nangong Haoge said with difficulty.
"What can you give me like this? However, I can give you a happy way to die. Just commit suicide in front of me, so that you can avoid some pain!" Zhuo Wen said coldly.
Nangong Haoge was stunned, his whole body was shaking so hard, he stared at Zhuo Wen and saw the latter's cold and heartless eyes.
He knew that Zhuo Wen would never let him live.
Nangong Haoge glanced at Zhuo Wen with resentment, roared, and pointed at the center of his eyebrows, causing blood to splash.
Zhuo Wen silently looked at Nangong Haoge, who was lying softly on the ground, with no emotion or color in his eyes.
Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. Blood debts must be repaid with blood debts!
Since Nangong Haoge went to the Yuhua Sect to take his life, Zhuo Wen would not have any pity or compassion for this kind of enemy.
After Zhuo Wen put away Nangong Haoge's spiritual ring, he fired a blast of divine fire and disposed of Nangong Haoge's body.
As soon as Nangong Haoge died, the golden short stick that was originally so powerful also lost its energy supply. The golden light on the surface dissipated and turned into an ordinary short stick, falling to the ground.
When Zhuo Wen returned to Tianjue Cliff, the purple toad turned into a purple light and landed on his shoulder, dazed with dead fish eyes.
Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on Li Yuanfeng.
To be more precise, it was on the golden stick in Li Yuanfeng's hand.
"Master Li, hand over the golden stick in your hand!" Zhuo Wen said expressionlessly.
The moment the golden stick fell to the ground, Li Yuanfeng rushed over and took the golden stick in his hand.
This is a second-level star soldier. Their Yuhua Sect does not have star soldier fragments of this level yet.
Li Yuanfeng knew that as long as he had this golden stick, the Yuhua Sect's heritage and strength would soar, and it would no longer be the bottom among the five sects.
When Zhuo Wen scolded Li Yuanfeng, Li Yuanfeng came to his senses and blurted out: "Zhuo Wen, you are a disciple of the Yuhua Sect. This golden short stick is a second-level star soldier. It is extremely powerful and terrifying and cannot be mastered by you.
! Let me, the sect master, make the arrangements first!"
Zhuo Wen looked at Li Yuanfeng silently. He saw the twinkle in Li Yuanfeng's eyes and the greed in his eyes.
No one can resist the temptation of the second-level star soldiers!
"I will give you three seconds to hand over the golden short stick in your hand, otherwise, you will end up like Nangong Haoge and Elder Yingyan! Also, I have been expelled from the school by you. Now, I
I am no longer a disciple of your Yuhua Sect!"
"If you take away my trophies, it is equivalent to slapping me in the face and declaring war on me!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He stared at Li Yuanfeng coldly and walked toward the latter step by step.
Li Yuanfeng's face turned extremely pale. Just how powerful Zhuo Wen was was proved just now. Combined with the power of the second-level star soldiers, this guy definitely has the strength of the Five Elements Transformation.
Even though Li Yuanfeng's cultivation level is that of Virtual God Transformation Peak, he is still beating the drum in his heart and is a little afraid of Zhuo Wen.
The many disciples of the Yuhua Sect in Tianjue Cliff were all crazy. They all looked at Zhuo Wen in disbelief.
The degree of this guy's treason was far beyond their expectations. He actually threatened Li Yuanfeng in front of him.
Li Yuanfeng is the leader of the Yuhua Sect. He has accumulated prestige within the sect for a long time. In the hearts of many disciples, Li Yuanfeng has actually been deified and is an invincible existence.
Zhuo Wen's arrogant words also aroused the displeasure and anger of many disciples.
The old man in black robe stood between Zhuo Wen and Li Yuanfeng.
Zhuo Wen raised his head, looked at the old man in black robe indifferently, cupped his hands and said solemnly: "Senior, you have helped me many times! I am also very grateful, but now if you favor Li Yuanfeng, I will not accept it!"
"Ancestor, don't pay attention to this little bastard! This is a second-level star soldier! As long as our Yuhua Sect has a second-level star soldier, the Yuhua Sect will be fearless in Jizhou. Who can stop him? And this guy
I still have two second-level star soldiers on me. Ancestor, hurry up and kill this guy and seize the second-level star soldiers in his hands!" Li Yuanfeng said ecstatically.
The old man in black robe was silent for a while, then suddenly turned around and slapped Li Yuanfeng on the face.
Li Yuanfeng was stunned. He looked at the old man in black robe blankly. He really didn't know why the old man in black robe helped outsiders teach him a lesson.
No matter how talented this boy is, can he still be more important than the Yuhua Sect?
"Hand over the golden cudgel!"
The old man in black robe spread his hands and said expressionlessly.