Three streams of blood arrows shot up wildly. Xu Zhong and the other three people, who were originally stagnant, covered their necks with their hands, their eyes protruding and covered with bloodshot eyes. The three blood arrows shot out from the necks of the three of them.
Bang bang bang!
In just an instant, Xu Zhong and the other three fell to the ground one after another, their breaths becoming weaker and weaker, and finally they died!
Three six-wheeled emperors were killed instantly again!
Not only was the old man in black robe stunned, but the old man in white robe who was originally nonchalant was also stunned. Xu Zhong and the other three represented the peak combat power of the inner sect elders, but they did not expect to be killed instantly.
"How is it possible? How come Zhuo Wen, this little bastard, suddenly has so much strength?"
Xu Tianliang couldn't help but exclaimed, his eyes full of shock. It turned out that Zhuo Wen instantly killed thirteen fifth-round emperor elders, which was extremely unbelievable.
But now the deaths of Xu Zhong and the others have completely shocked Xu Tianliang. These are three six-wheeled Emperor Ji realm experts. Such experts are not more than one palm of the Baichuan Hou Mansion.
At this moment, Xu Tianliang looked at Zhuo Wen. His eyes were no longer filled with resentment, but with fear and horror. He began to wonder if the strength of the young man in front of him was as unfathomable as a deep well. It would be too easy for him to kill him.
.
Kick, kick, kick!
Crisp footsteps sounded slowly. At this moment, Zhuo Wen's black hair was dancing wildly, and the bone gun in his hand continuously erupted with extremely terrifying momentum. What's even weirder is that the surface of the bone gun was covered with holes at some point.
Like the blue veins of the human body's meridians.
A mysterious and terrifying artistic conception, with the surge of blue veins, surrounds Zhuo Wen, like an upward air current, completely covering him, like a demon or a god, with a powerful momentum like a rainbow.
"Is this... gun intent? And it's an extremely terrifying and domineering gun intent."
The black-robed old man's pupils shrank. He actually felt a sense of threat from Zhuo Wen at this moment. Especially the gunfire from the bone gun in Zhuo Wen's hand gave him a sense of terror and destruction.
The originally lazy old man in white robe frowned slightly and set his sights on Zhuo Wen for the first time. He did not expect that Zhuo Wen could master such a mysterious artistic conception at such a young age.
He is very aware of the horror of artistic conception. This is a terrifying realm that can greatly enhance the strength of a warrior. Although it is illusory, its destructiveness is definitely far greater than that of warriors of the same level.
A warrior who has mastered the artistic conception can completely become invincible at the same level and challenge at higher levels. This is the privilege of a warrior who has mastered the artistic conception, and those who can master the artistic conception are all terrifying geniuses with extraordinary talents.
Although the white-robed old man has not understood the artistic conception, he has naturally heard a little about the artistic conception. The artistic conception is divided into basic levels, entering the room and reaching the peak. Each level is sharper and more terrifying than the previous level, which is an extremely terrifying attack method.
"This kid has really mastered the artistic conception. Spear Intent is about the way of overlord. This guy is so crazy and sharp. No wonder he can master Spear Intent. But unfortunately, he is only a primary level Spear Intent."
Outside Baichuan Hou Mansion, the young man with a big sword crossed his shoulders and looked at Zhuo Wen with a fiery gaze. He himself had mastered the sword intention of entering the palace and had a unique view of the artistic conception. At this moment, he could see the depth of Zhuo Wen at a glance.
However, the young man with a big sword was still a little confused. He found that the bone gun in Zhuo Wen's hand seemed to hide a more domineering and terrifying artistic conception. That artistic conception was definitely far beyond the primary gun intention.
"No wonder this boy was able to surpass Lu Yitao and break the record at Zhongling Mountain. This boy's understanding and potential are so terrifying. He can even comprehend the ethereal artistic conception. Zhuo Wen's future is limitless."
Xuanyuan Li also stared at Zhuo Wen with fiery eyes. The artistic conception was the realm that every warrior dreamed of. Xuanyuan Li focused all his energy on the sword in order to understand the meaning of the sword. Unfortunately, he did not have enough understanding and expertise.
After studying for nearly a hundred years, I still can't understand the meaning of the sword. This shows how difficult it is to understand the artistic conception.
But now Zhuo Wen has done it, no matter how excited Xuanyuan Li is, he really wants to see what the artistic conception of the legend is like, maybe he can gain some insights from it.
Xu Chang, who was originally very proud, now looked a little ugly. He also didn't expect Zhuo Wen to be able to master the gun intention. This talent and potential were really terrifying.
The more terrifying Zhuo Wen's talent is, the more intense Xu Chang's murderous intent is. He must be eliminated, otherwise he may become a peerless powerhouse that threatens his Baichuan Hou Mansion ten years later.
"Haha! Xu Chang, it seems that your wishful thinking was wrong. This Zhuo Wen is not simple!" Lu Nantian breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled. His heart was also shocked by Zhuo Wen's mastery of the gun, but more importantly,
excited.
"This boy is indeed terrifying, but with his primary spear spirit, do you think he will be a match for a warrior in the Seventh Round Emperor Realm? If you think so, you are really wrong."
Xu Chang shook his head, with a mocking smile on his lips. So what if Zhuo Wen mastered the gun intention? The gap between him and the old man in black robe was too obvious, and he would still be defeated in the end.
Hearing this, Lv Nantian frowned, but he was not too worried. He did not believe that Lv Hantian would just watch Zhuo Wen fall like this. There must be some back-up plan.
"No wonder you can be called the biggest dark horse in this Yuanqi Tower battle. Your talent is indeed terrifying, but you want to compete with me with just a basic spear spirit? Then you are simply dreaming. Killing a monster genius like you is not enough.
What a small achievement.”
The old man in black robe was stunned for a moment, and then he sneered again and again, and in unison, he turned into an elusive black shadow and disappeared in an instant. The next second, he had reached the top of Zhuo Wen's forehead, and his palm like a dead branch stretched out around him.
The air suddenly boiled.
"It's true that the primary gun intention is no match for you, but what if the gun intention is to break into the house?"
Zhuo Wen smiled coldly. You must know that his bone gun was filled with part of Lu Hantian's gun power. If it were all exploded, it would be enough to exert the terrifying power of the gun power at its peak.
As he spoke, Zhuo Wen made a slight mistake in his steps, raised his head, and stared directly at the old man in black robe above, showing no signs of avoiding him.
"What is this kid doing? Is he looking for death?"
Over the Qianning Palace, the old man in white robe looked at Zhuo Wen's weird behavior and couldn't help but frown. For some reason, he felt faintly uneasy.
"This kid is only at the fifth level of the Emperor's Realm. Although he has mastered the primary spear spirit, he is unlikely to be Lao Hei's opponent. Lao Hei should be able to easily defeat this kid." With a low laugh, the old man in white robe felt that
I worry too much.
The claws of the old man in black robes arrived in an instant. In the blink of an eye, they were only an inch away from Zhuo Wen's eyebrows. The old man in black robes also showed a cold smile on his lips. He was bound to die. There was no way he could hide from such a close distance.
boom!
Suddenly, Zhuo Wen moved the bone gun in his hand, and the blue veins on the surface of the bone gun broke away one after another and turned into blue water droplets. A mysterious and mysterious feeling surged, and the space around it unexpectedly...
It twisted suddenly.
The black-robed old man's paws also came into contact with the blue water droplets around him, and then the smile on his face slowly solidified, because he found that the moment his paws came into contact with the blue water droplets, they did not obey the orders.
There it is.
Whoosh!
The sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and then the black-robed old man's pupils tightened and he discovered that the tip of Zhuo Wen's bone gun shot out at a terrifying speed, and the tip of the gun with a cold light suddenly shot out from his
The claws passed through.
Poof!
Blood spilled into the air, and the old man in black robe only felt a pain in his arm, and then he was horrified to find that his right arm was broken at shoulder level.
"Ah! My hand, my hand!"
The old man in black robe suddenly flew backwards, blood falling like a curtain of rain, and his right arm was empty at some point.
The confrontation between the two just ended with the old man in black robe breaking his arm...
Hiss!
Suddenly there was a gasp of cold air all around. The old man in black robe is the Supreme Elder of Baichuan Hou Mansion. His strength is even the strongest in the Seven-wheel Emperor Realm. Now his arm was broken by Zhuo Wen. How did Zhuo Wen do this?
Can it be done?
"This guy's gun intention is not primary at all, but the gun intention of entering a house. This guy is younger than me, how can he understand the artistic conception of entering a house?"
Outside the Baichuan Hou Mansion, the young man with a broadsword who was originally carefree had a look of emotion on his face at this moment. The spear intention that Zhuo Wen had just used was by no means a rudimentary one, but had reached the level of entering the palace, otherwise it would not have been possible to break it.
An old man in black robe.
"Interesting! I originally thought that the little guy from Qin County in this scene just understood the basic spear intention, but I didn't expect that he would reach the same level as me. It seems that this kid will definitely have a place on the Qinghuang list."
The young man with a big sword said to himself with a slight smile.
When everyone was in shock, Zhuo Wen acted extremely calmly. He stepped on the air with his feet, and his speed increased to the extreme. In an instant, he caught up with the old man in black robe who flew upside down with his broken arm. This old man must be killed.
"You little bastard! If you dare to kill Lao Hei, I will destroy your nine tribes."
A loud shout came, and then the originally lazy old man in white robe looked up to the sky and shouted, his face was shocked and angry, and he slapped Zhuo Wen in the back with a palm, trying to stop Zhuo Wen.
"What a terrifying aura. The cultivation level of this old man in white robe is actually more terrifying than that of this old man in black robe. Could it be that he is a warrior at the eighth level of the Emperor Realm?"
Feeling the terrifying aura coming from behind, Zhuo Wen's face changed drastically. The old man in white robe was too terrifying, but now is the best time to kill the old man in black robe. If he missed it, he would probably kill such a strong man again.
It's become difficult.
And Zhuo Wen also knows that as long as this black-robed old man is killed, the Baichuan Hou Mansion will definitely be injured. This is a strong person in the Seven-wheel Emperor Realm. Such a strong person is really too rare!
In the Baichuan Hou Mansion, the only ones who are stronger than the black-robed old man are probably the white-robed old man, Xu Chang and the mysterious Xu Lingtian.
"Want to stop me? It's not that easy!"
With a cold snort, Zhuo Wen no longer held back, and instantly activated all the gun intent of Lu Hantian in the bone gun. Suddenly, the blue water droplets around him condensed and turned into blue ice crystals, surrounding him, while Zhuo Wen
He rushed towards the black-robed old man with unabated force.
Cold light flashed past, and a huge head rose into the sky, with blood scattered...