The golden light gradually faded away, Zhuo Wen was still kneeling on the ground, but at this moment, he no longer had three heads and six arms, but turned into four heads and eight arms.
His height increased several times, reaching a height of three feet, like a small hill, with a golden surface that highlighted a terrifying sense of power.
"This guy...has his body changed again?"
Gu Gu, who stepped back dozens of steps, looked at Zhuo Wen who had transformed into an image with four heads and eight arms, his pupils shrank into needles, and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Zhuo Wen, who originally had three heads and six arms, was already difficult to deal with, but now his body has changed again, turning into an image with four heads and eight arms. Although his aura is still sluggish, it is much better than before.
The two elders, holding a sword and a sword in their hands, looked at Zhuo Wen who had changed again, with a look of disbelief on their faces.
"Walk!"
The swordsmen and swordsmen looked at each other, wanting to pull out the sword that had penetrated Zhuo Wen's abdomen, and wanted to stay away from Zhuo Wen.
"Want to leave? Do you think it's possible?"
An indifferent voice suddenly resounded, and two golden arms flew out like two spiritual snakes, twining towards the swordsmen on both sides.
Looking at the golden arm that was coming straight at him, the old swordsmen's pupils shrank slightly. Knowing that there was no way to avoid it, they both punched, hoping to block the attack of the golden arm.
Click!
A crisp sound suddenly resounded, two screams spread out, and the arms shot out by the sword masters were broken directly by the terrifying power of the golden arms.
While repelling the two old men with swords and swords, Zhuo Wen touched them with both hands, and the two old men were immediately picked up in his hands and held high.
"What? This Zhuo Wen's strength has actually become so terrifying?"
Looking at the swordsman and swordsman who was captured in an instant, Gu Gu was shocked. The strength of Zhuo Wen in front of him was much stronger than before, and the swordsman and swordsman could not survive a single move in his hands.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's eyes were extremely cold. If it weren't for the sword master sneak attack on him, he would not be in such a dead situation.
Zhuo Wen knew very well that if it hadn't been for the last moment, the relic suddenly changed, fending off the ancient blood punch, and stimulating all the Buddhist power in the relic, forcibly raising Zhuo Wen's state of nirvana to the fourth level.
In terms of the level of Dharma connection, Zhuo Wen is now in a much worse situation.
"Zhuowen! Don't kill us, we are also obeying orders, spare our lives!"
The two masters of swords and swords were held in Zhuo Wenti's hands, and the powerful force suppressed them, making them completely powerless and unable to resist.
Zhuo Wen's Great Sun Nirvana broke through to the fourth level of Dharma at the critical moment of life and death, and transformed into the Dharmakaya of the Immovable King. His power experienced a qualitative leap.
Both the strength and reaction are far more terrifying than the third level of Nirvana. Now that Zhuo Wen is seriously injured, he can only exert a part of his strength.
But even with such a small amount of power, it still suppressed the swordsmen and swordsmen. This shows how terrifying Zhuo Wen's strength is at this moment.
"Zhuo Wen! Let go of Sword and Sword Elder. They are the elders of the Feng family. Do you dare to kill them?" Gu Gu shouted sharply.
Hearing this, Zhuo Wensenhan's eyes turned slightly and immediately focused on Gu Gu. A monstrous murderous intent erupted from his eyes, as if they were real and extremely terrifying.
"You think I don't dare to kill them? It's really ridiculous. You teamed up to bully me and kill me. Now that I, Zhuo Wenxianyu, have stood up, I shouldn't kill you?"
With that said, Zhuo Wen held the sword in both hands and slowly walked towards the ancient world. He said word for word: "Today, I, Zhuo Wen, swear that you, the Feng family, the Cao family, and the Gran family, as long as I don't die, you three
The family cannot have peace."
Zhuo Wen walked towards ancient times step by step, his aura became more powerful and fierce, and his murderous aura filled the air.
The terrifying murderous aura almost set off a powerful storm around him, causing the ancient pupils to shrink and couldn't help but take a step back.
Zhuo Wen took a step forward, but Gu unexpectedly took a step back involuntarily, retreating more than ten steps away.
"I, Zhuo Wen, and your three major families will fight until death. Either I, Zhuo Wen, dies, or your three major families are destroyed! We will not rest until death."
With the last step, he took a sudden step forward, and the overwhelming murderous intent filled the entire sky, almost dispersing the endless dark clouds in the sky.
Click!
Click!
Two clear and crisp sounds of bone cracking suddenly sounded at the moment Zhuo Wen took the last step. The old man holding the sword and sword in Zhuo Wen's hand rolled his dead fish eyes, his head was weirdly twisted and fell to the side, and he died completely.
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"The magic of blood-sucking!"
Muttering to himself, Zhuo Wen immediately activated the blood-sucking technique. The essence and blood of the sword masters at the Xuanzun realm were continuously transferred from Zhuo Wen's hands into his body. Zhuo Wen's pale face gradually became rosy, and the injuries were visible to the naked eye.
He is recovering at a visible speed.
At the same time, Zhuo Wen's eyes were dyed blood red, and the murderous aura on his body became even more intense and terrifying, rising into the sky. The resentment of the old swordsmen vaguely affected Zhuo Wen at this moment, making his eyes bloodshot.
Zhuo Wen did not stop this murderous intention. At this moment, only killing could completely vent the anger in his chest. He wanted to kill everyone who deserved to be killed.
Bang bang!
The sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground slowly sounded on the somewhat silent ground. The swordsman and sword master almost turned into mummies at this moment, and were casually thrown to the ground not far away by Zhuo Wen. His eyes were wide open, and he refused to close his eyes.
The rain finally stopped and the sound of rain disappeared, but the surrounding area became even quieter, and the rapid breathing of many warriors could even be heard.
Whether it was the warrior hiding in the dark, Gelan Haohai, Feng Tian and Cao Zhi, or Lu Hantian and Lu Nantian, they all stopped moving, as if time had stood still.
Their gazes were no longer on each other, but on the courtyard, on the four-headed and eight-armed young man, and on the two old swordsmen who had turned into mummies.
Especially when they saw the still silent corpses of the old swordsmen, everyone fell silent.
Although the sword and sword master's own armor soul is not strong and he is considered a weak warrior in the Xuanzun realm, he is a strong man in the Xuanzun realm after all, and he possesses the terrifying power of the Nascent Soul.
Now, in this ordinary courtyard, in the hands of a young man in the Nine-wheel Emperor Realm, he fell completely like this.
Two powerful men in the Xuanzun Realm who were so high above them died like this, and no one would feel too peaceful!
"Dead! Is this how the old swordsman died?"
In the darkness, many warriors licked their lips, and the sounds they made were slightly trembling. It was too crazy, really too crazy.
Zhuo Wen's ability to resist the powerful Xuan Zun Realm with the Nine-wheel Emperor Realm cultivation level is already extremely remarkable, but now he not only did it, but also directly obliterated two Xuan Zun Realm warriors, which was beyond everyone's expectations.
outside.
"Haha! What nonsense are the five major families? Even the Xuanzun realm is so vulnerable."
Seeing Zhuo Wen suddenly rise up and kill the swordsmen and swordsmen, Lu Hantian, who was trapped in the Hunyuan Three Talents Formation, finally showed a relaxed smile. He looked at the three people of Gran Haohai outside the formation and said unceremoniously.
Sarcastic voice.
The faces of Gelan Haohai, Feng Tian and Cao Zhi were extremely gloomy, and the death of the swordsman was also beyond their expectations.
I originally thought that Zhuo Wen would definitely die, but I didn't expect that the weird body-refining method that Zhuo Wen practiced would actually break through when he was about to die, and his strength would greatly increase, killing both swordsmen and swordsmen.
In the courtyard, the ancient eyes flickered and retreated quietly. The scene where Zhuo Wen killed the old swordsman with one move was still vivid in his mind.
Although the swordsman and swordsman are much weaker than him, it is not that simple to kill Zhuo Wen as easily as Zhuo Wen. At least Zhuo Wen is already much stronger than him in terms of strength.
Poof!
Zhuo Wen suddenly pulled out the swords from his abdomen. The two swords were extremely powerful. Even if he transformed into a three-headed and six-armed form, his physical body was already unparalleled in the world. Each sword could pierce his body, which shows its sharpness.
It happened that two of Zhuo Wen's eight arms were empty-handed and did not have any weapons, so they could be used instead of spears for the time being.
"The old swordsman and swordsman are dead, and it's your turn to be buried with him!"
After drawing out the sword, Zhuo Wen's powerful body quickly recovered from the wound on his abdomen. He immediately turned around and stared at Gu Gu, his eyes becoming more murderous.
Gu Gu, who originally retreated, his face stiffened, his eyes flickered, and he snorted coldly: "Do you think I'm the two losers of Swordsman and Sword Master? It's not that easy for me to be buried with them. I'm afraid it's you who will be buried with them.
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"Oh? Then why did you retreat just now? Wasn't it because you were afraid?"
Zhuo Wen slowly walked towards the ancient times, the mocking smile at the corner of his mouth became more and more intense, and a monstrous murderous aura burst out of his body, making Zhuo Wen's clothes move automatically without wind, and his hair was flying, like a demon or a god, majestic
stern.
"That's ridiculous! Am I afraid?"
Gu Gu sneered and waved his right hand, and countless bloody vines flew towards Zhuo Wen from all directions.
Whoosh!
At the moment when he used the bloody vines, Gu Gu did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but ran away in the other direction under the blank gazes of many people.
"You bully and fear the strong, do you really think these bloody vines can help you delay?"
Through the gaps in the bloody vines, Zhuo Wen naturally saw the old man who was fleeing without a fight. He smiled coldly, waved his eight arms at the same time, and the power of eight artistic conceptions burst out, forming explosions around him.
Boom boom boom!
In the blink of an eye, the terrifying and ferocious bloody vines around him all collapsed and turned into powder. Zhuo Wen stepped on the sole of his foot and his whole body turned into a stream of light and flew straight towards the fleeing ancient.
"Open three pairs of thunder wings for me!"
Making the seal with both hands, Zhuo Wen unfolded three pairs of thunder wings, his speed soared to the extreme, and he rushed out as if teleporting. He reached the ancient rear in an instant, and his eight arms violently blasted away.
"Block it for me!"
Gu also saw Zhuo Wen chasing after him, his face changed slightly, he turned around hurriedly, waved his hands, and countless blood-colored vines swept out again, forming a dense bush of blood-colored vines in front of him.
"break!"
Zhuo Wen just shouted, and his eight arms were blasted down at the same time. Suddenly, a huge ring-shaped air wave was set off in the entire void, and then Gu Gu and the countless bloody vines in front of him were all annihilated into powder under this huge force.