This sword energy looks huge, but in reality, it doesn't have much power and is completely flashy.
This is what Mo Wuxie asked No. 4 to do.
After No. 4 sent out this sword energy, he followed closely behind Death Scythe.
Mo Wuxie raised the giant sword, blue light circulated, and a sword energy struck out. It was the most invincible sword of Zixuan Sect.
The blue light collided with the black sickle, and the black and blue light continued to twist and change.
When No. 4 plunged into this circle of light, it suddenly exploded.
Rumble——
The strange light waves formed a circle and rolled away in all directions.
Mo Wuxie took the opportunity to step back more than fifty meters and stared at the light group intently.
Everything he does is just for show, and his purpose is to make people think that he is giving his best.
The light waves spread outward in circles, and when all the black and blue light faded, No. 4 inside had disappeared.
In fact, the moment No. 4 rushed into the light wave, it was already taken back into the tomb of the gods by Mo Wuxie, which is why such a phenomenon occurred. And the seemingly terrifying connection of profound energy was just an eye-catcher.
silence!
Everyone looked at Mo Wuxie in the sky and then at the center of the explosion, all with dazed expressions.
It was blasted to smithereens!
Everyone was thinking this, and they couldn't think of any other ideas.
"So strong!" Everyone was shocked again. This seemingly unattractive person actually had such terrifying strength.
"Senior brother!" The people from the Zixuan Sect looked at Mo Wuxie blankly, with a burning gleam of admiration in their eyes. So many people couldn't defeat this weird man, but they were reduced to rubble by Dongfang Lan in a battle. This is Zi
Xuan Zong's supreme glory.
"He really has the cultivation of a martial saint? How can he be more terrifying than me?" King Zhantan groaned in his throat. He couldn't believe it, but he was also glad at the same time. Fortunately, he didn't deal with the Zixuan Sect too deliberately, otherwise,
, this guy has to make my Zhantan city miserable.
"Damn, you're too damn strong. I like you, and now you have the strength to compete with my boss!"
A burning light appeared in Jiang Li's eyes, and he actually had the idea of fighting Mo Wuxie.
After Mo Wuxie "killed" No. 4, his chest heaved violently. In order to make the performance more realistic, he deliberately used his own profound energy to break the blood vessels in his body, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.
"What is this? It's too strong!" Mo Wuxie said in horror.
Jiang Lifei came to his side, looked left and right, marveled, and said: "You are so awesome, how about we have a fight?"
Mo Wuxie suddenly spat out another mouthful of blood, sprayed it all over Jiang Li's face, and said with a smile, "Are you taking advantage of others' danger?"
Jiang Li's bald head was turned red by the blood he poured on it. He was not angry. He wiped a handful of blood and said with a smile: "I forgot, this is better. When you are healed, how about we beat him again?"
Mo Wuxie really had the urge to slap this guy to death. Are all the barbarians so warlike? What a scam!
Jiang Yong came close to Mo Wuxie and looked left and right. The purple light in his eyes flickered, showing a hint of suspicion, but in the end he had to admire him and said: "Your Excellency is really brave. The Zixuan Sect is indeed worthy of its reputation."
,admire!"
In fact, with Emperor Jiang Yong's cultivation, it was not difficult to see that there was a strange phenomenon during their battle, which made him a little confused. However, the result was that the terrifying pervert was indeed killed by Mo Wuxie, so this
Any doubts were wiped away by him.
Mo Wuxie pretended to survive the disaster and said: "This guy is so strong that he shook my inner body and almost killed me!" In fact, after he saw Jiang Yong's demeanor, he began to be careful not to reveal it.
A little bit of luck, once his identity is exposed, it will really be detrimental to him!
Jiang Yong shook his head and said: "You are very humble and your cultivation is very special. However, strong people are respected everywhere. You have great potential!"
"Hey, hey, uncle, why haven't I seen you praise me like this? I'm also very powerful, don't you know?" Jiang Li was dissatisfied.
Jiang Yong was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head helplessly. There was nothing he could do to tell the truth about this nephew. This guy was a little different from the barbarians, perhaps closer to the word barbarian! He was born with great strength, and was born with the power of plateau blood.
A warrior can only be destined for one thing in his life, and that is to fight endlessly. He is very likely to become the strongest among the barbarians.
"Isn't it? I am also very powerful. After I transform, I will definitely blow that pervert into scum!" Jiang Li was immediately dissatisfied when he saw Jiang Yong shaking his head in silence.
At this time, King Zhantan also looked very inelegant. His luxurious clothes, which symbolized King Zhantan, were completely ruined. They were like hanging strips of cloth, fluttering in the wind. Especially the purple gold crown burst, causing his long hair to spread out.
, like a big beggar. His condition is not very good, his face is pale, a trace of blood flows from the wrist holding the sword, and there are obvious injuries on his chest, but it is not fatal!
"Thank you Brother Dongfang for your help. If it weren't for you, I think we old guys would definitely be in trouble!"
Jiang Li laughed loudly and said: "Yes, yes, if my brother hadn't taken action, hehe, maybe you, King Zhantan, would also have fallen. You should thank me!"
This guy didn't speak, and no one thought he was mute. When he spoke, people couldn't help but beat him down with a brick. King Zhantan was embarrassed for a while, and he hated this guy so much that he didn't help, so he came to ridicule him. However, this
This guy is the treasure of the barbarian tribe, and he can't just explode with his true nature. He ignored Jiang Li, looked at Mo Wuxie, and said, "Brother Dongfang, how are you injured?"
Mo Wuxie shook his head and said, "It's not a big deal. But I don't know if this guy is a human or a ghost? Why is he so perverted?"
King Zhantan showed a wry smile and said, "I don't know either."
Mo Wuxie added: "However, I seem to have remembered that this is the person who injured Ba Nengren in the last sneak attack and wanted to marry him off to our Zixuan Sect!"
King Zhantan nodded and said: "Fortunately, I was killed by you! Otherwise, it would be really embarrassing!"
Mo Wuxie added: "However, since this person is dead, doesn't that mean the red cannon is missing?"
King Zhantan's face was distorted for a while, and he was restraining his natural outburst, and said: "I will find out!"
Jiang Li'a yelled and said in disbelief: "What? You said you lost the red cannon? This is the red cannon given to each state by our Majesty. You lost it? You
Do you know the consequences of this?"
It seems that until now, King Zhantan has not told the barbarians the truth. They are probably afraid that the scandal will be publicized, or in other words, losing the red cannon will mean that they will be sanctioned by His Majesty!
This was also the first time Jiang Yong heard about it, and he looked thoughtful but did not make a comment!
King Zhantan smiled but said: "They are just some little thieves, I will catch them!"
After finishing speaking, he glanced below. At this time, several members of the Tiger Clan were not dead yet. People from the Tiger Clan were rescuing them, including the unconscious Hu Daniu, but all of his people had been killed.