"He is worthy of being the most talented genius in Wulou, even his mind is so broad-minded, don't take advantage of this nameless casual cultivator, let this casual cultivator make a move first! Wu Junhao is really a model for my generation!"

"Haha, this is the style of a master, of course, I think that even if the nameless loose cultivator makes the first move, it will be certain death, he will not be Wu Junhao's opponent!"

“……”

Wu Junhao's words made many monks around him show appreciation, and felt that Wu Junhao was very personable.

Zhuo Wen looked at him strangely, and asked rhetorically, "Do you really plan to let me strike first?"

Wu Junhao squinted at Zhuo Wen, the momentum on his body was even more vast and terrifying, and his voice was full of majesty, and said: "Hmph! This is the only chance I give you alms, because you will die in shame later, this is your last chance to perform!"

Zhuo Wen smiled, his smile full of mockery.

Then, the purple divine soul sword intent in his divine soul swept out violently, instantly piercing through the chaotic starry sky and rushing towards Wu Junhao's eyebrows.

Zhuo Wen still stood in place, looking at Wu Junhao lightly.

Originally, he planned to have a good fight with Wu Junhao and try his true strength now.

It's a pity that Wu Junhao was too pretending to be forced, and actually let him make a move, that's good, Zhuo Wen was not polite, and directly blasted out the Divine Soul Sword Intent.

This is the first time he has used the Divine Soul Sword Intent since his Divine Soul transformation, and even he doesn't know how powerful this Divine Soul Sword Intent is, so he simply let this arrogant Wu Junhao be a guinea pig.

Wu Junhao was detached, almost looking at Zhuo Wen through his nostrils, and he looked like I didn't look down on Zhuo Wen at all.

And many foreign monks clapped their hands to cheer for Wu Junhao, feeling that Wu Junhao was too personable, and his mouth was full of praise.

But soon, Wu Junhao's face changed, and his face became even more hideous and twitched.

The Divine Soul Sword Intent was already close at hand, and Wu Junhao sensed the crisis and began to retreat quickly.

"Did you notice it? Unfortunately, your speed is not enough!"

Zhuo Wen saw Wu Junhao who was constantly retreating, the curvature of the mockery at the corners of his mouth was even thicker, and his mind moved, and the purple earth soul sword intent instantly rushed into the depths of Wu Junhao's eyebrows.

The Divine Soul Offensive is originally formless and substantial, and outsiders don't feel it, so they naturally can't see it.

However, there were still some monks with very keen divine sense, but they sensed the aura of the divine soul sword intent, their faces changed slightly, and their expressions were very serious.

"Ahh

Wu Junhao screamed miserably, his face was completely distorted, he kept rolling while covering his head, his voice was too terrible, like a pig being killed.

Poof!

In the end, Wu Junhao spit out a mouthful of blood, his whole body convulsed, and his breath slowly collapsed, and finally he was completely motionless.

Zhuo Wen looked at Wu Junhao, who had not moved, and breathed a sigh of relief, but there was some bitterness in his heart.

Fang just used that Divine Soul Sword Intent, his Divine Soul consumed a lot, and now he had a splitting headache.

However, the power of the Divine Soul Sword Intent was beyond Zhuo Wen's expectations, and it was so strong that Wu Junhao's Divine Soul was directly destroyed.

"In the future, this Divine Soul Sword Intent will still be used less, it will consume too much!" Zhuo Wen smiled bitterly, and secretly warned himself in his heart that he must not abuse this trick.

And at this moment, the whole audience fell silent.

A group of onlookers were all confused.

That Wu Junhao, who was still carrying his hands behind his back just now, kept saying that he wanted Zhuo Wen to make a move, and he had a master's demeanor.

But the next moment, Wu Junhao, who was pretending to be forced, fell to the ground and fell, what is the situation!

At this moment, Zhuo Wenqiang endured his headache, walked to Wu Junhao's corpse casually, and kicked him very unceremoniously: "Is it because you are afraid of being beaten by me and being scared to death?"

The onlookers, who had already returned to normal, were petrified again after hearing Zhuo Wen's words.

Scared to death, is there any mistake, this is Wu Junhao, the most amazing half-step sky-breaking powerhouse in Wulou, how could he be scared to death.

But everyone saw Zhuo Wen stepping on Wu Junhao, who was still motionless, and they knew that Wu Junhao had indeed fallen.

It's just that this fall is too strange.

However, the monk who had a keen mind before had a very serious gaze.

They looked at Zhuo Wen's gaze, full of fear and awe.

They knew that if they weren't wrong, it should be that this nameless cultivator used some kind of powerful divine soul attack method to directly destroy Wu Junhao's divine soul.

And Lian Meng and Du Huacan's faces changed slightly, they were the strongest people in this, and the moment Zhuo Wen used the Divine Soul Sword Intent, they sensed the horror of the Divine Soul Sword Intent.

But they never expected that Wu Junhao was directly killed in seconds, and this divine soul attack was too terrifying.

Zhuo Wen kicked Wu Junhao's corpse a few more times, and immediately unceremoniously smiled at Wu Junhao's spirit ring without the slightest blush.

"Sister Mercy Dreams, did you come to me on purpose?"

Zhuo Wen flicked his fingers, burst out a divine fire, ignited Wu Junhao's corpse, burned it to ashes, and descended to Lianmeng's side, his eyes like a torch.

Lian Meng nodded and said, "Senior brother, I do have something to look for you! But there are many people here, and it is inconvenient to talk!"

Speaking of this, Lian Meng pointed to Du Huacan beside him and said, "Senior brother, this person is Du Huacan, the sword bully of Sanqing Street, and he is a famous master among the half-step sky-breaking powerhouses!"

The sword tyrant Du Huacan hurriedly stepped forward and saluted Zhuo Wen: "Under Du Huacan, I don't know your honorable name yet!"

"Under Zhuo Nianxue!" Zhuo Wen smiled lightly.

"It turned out to be Zhuo Daoyou, speaking of Zhuo Daoyou's strength, it is really unprecedented, and Wu Junhao is also the second decline peak powerhouse, but in the hands of Zhuo Daoyou, one move was killed in seconds, it is really powerful!"

Dao bully Du Huacan gave Zhuo Wen a thumbs up, his eyes full of admiration.

Zhuo Wen was naturally modest and chatted a few words, and he found that this Du Huacan was quite bold, which made Zhuo Wen feel a little good in his heart.

"Brother Du, Senior Brother Zhuo and I still have some important things to discuss, so we won't stay for long, so don't leave it at that!"

Du Huacan naturally didn't have the embarrassment to continue to talk with Zhuo Wen and Lianmeng, smiled slightly, and silently watched Zhuo Wen and Lianmeng control the flying artifact and turn into a streamer and go away.

The smile on Du Huacan's face gradually disappeared, and he looked at the terrifying remnants of the broken walls around him, his face was very solemn.

He knew that after today, the fame of the nameless casual cultivator would probably be even greater.

The three second-weakest powerhouses of the Wulou, one of them was still the extremely famous Tianjiao Wu Junhao, all of whom fell into the hands of this nameless cultivator.

This is an unprecedented event, Wu Taiji, the owner of the Wu Tower, heard the news, and I am afraid that his lungs will explode.

"Next, the Tongtian Secret Realm will not be peaceful!"

Du Huacan sighed lightly and left this place......