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c_t;“ Isn't your Purgatory Sect easy to mess with?"

Hearing Wang Tianhong's loud shout, Chu Xuan's face, which had always been indifferent, finally showed a slight change, and a sneering look appeared, and then a cold voice sounded word by word: "Then I really want to see how difficult your Purgatory Sect is to mess with!"

Thundered!

The moment the words fell, the palm in Chu Xuan's sleeve robe suddenly clenched into a fist, and the surging Yuan Force began to operate in the limbs, as if a mountain torrent had erupted, and faintly, even made a low and deafening sound. Access:. 。

A terrifying aura, centered on Chu Xuan's body, began to slowly emanate, spreading towards the void in all directions, and in an instant, the void space seemed to be frozen, and the heavens and the earth were trembling, as if some terrible existence was about to descend.

Feeling the majesty exuded by Chu Xuan, Wang Tianhong's fear of him in his heart was even stronger, originally he thought that Chu Xuan, who was only an eighth-order martial king, was able to 'fight' with the Yanyang King because the Yanyang King released water and did not show his real strength.

But now, he knew that it wasn't the Yanyang King releasing water at all, but that Chu Xuan did have that qualification!

However, now, Wang Tianhong has no way out, he can only bite the bullet, and even if there is a way out, he will not choose, even if he admits his mistakes and apologizes, his strength is not as good as others, it is necessary to bow his head and submit to softness, but he cannot accept compensation.

Everyone compensated 100,000 top-grade spirit stones, and the core disciples of the Shenxiao Holy Sect just now were seven or eight, which added up to seven or eight hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones, and the value of their harvest in these days when they entered the ancient relics was not as high as seven or eight hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones. [See the latest chapter of the book]

"Kill yourself!" Seeing Wang Tianhong's expression change, Chu Xuan's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, he had already seen that the former did not intend to surrender, but to resist stubbornly to the end, since this was the case, there was no need for him to be polite.

When the thought fell, Chu Xuan's right fist in his sleeve robe clenched slightly, and then the surging Yuan Force energy began to quickly converge towards his right fist, and bursts of terrifying 'waves' continued to emanate from it.

"Senior Brother Chu Xuan, you don't need you to make a move on such a 'color', 'hand' it over to me to solve it. ”

However, just as Chu Xuan made a move, ready to give this Wang Tianhong a little look, Mo Wentian suddenly stopped him and said lightly.

"Senior Brother Mo Wentian is interested in making a move? Okay, let's let you make a move. Seeing that Mo Wentian was about to make a move, Chu Xuan raised his eyebrows, and then nodded indifferently and agreed to the former's request.

When Wang Tianhong saw Chu Xuan and Mo Wentian, he let himself go like a cargo, and his lungs were about to explode, of course, he was more afraid, if he faced off with Chu Xuan, he could still be lucky, after all, no matter what, Chu Xuan was just a cultivator of the eighth order of the Martial King.

But if he faced off with Mo Wentian, Wang Tianhong would have no confidence at all, because the former was a genuine invincible martial king, although he was easily defeated by the Yanyang King, but it was undeniable that Mo Wentian was powerful!

Mo Wentian didn't care what Wang Tianhong thought in his heart, he looked at the latter coldly, and said lightly: "I heard that you want us to see the methods of the Purgatory Sect?" Okay, you can make a move, I really want to see what your Purgatory Sect's methods are." ”

"Purgatory God Fist!"

Wang Tianhong stared at Mo Wentian deadly, regretting it in his heart, if he had known that he would provoke the group of murderers Chu Xuan and Mo Wentian, he would not dare to covet the dragon blood grass in the hands of this group of Shenxiao Holy Sect disciples at that time.

But unfortunately, there is no regret 'medicine' in the world, and when Mo Wentian's voice fell, Wang Tianhong could only muster up his courage, and immediately tried his best to urge the exercises, desperately attacking.

Rumble!

A punch exploded, and a ball of light like a hell like a sea bloomed out, and in that void, it condensed into a black 'colored' giant fist, with a terrifying aura that destroyed the world and the earth, like a black 'color' meteor, and bombarded towards Mo Wentian fiercely.

Puffy puffy!

I have to say that this Wang Tianhong's strength is still good, the power of the punch with all his strength is very powerful, everywhere along the way, the void is crushed open, such a fierce punch, even if it is an ordinary invincible martial king, in the face of such an attack, you have to deal with it carefully!

If you are careless, it is very likely that you will capsize in the 'yin' ditch!

However, it is a pity that the Mo Wentian that Wang Tianhong is facing is not an ordinary invincible martial king, but a top-level invincible martial king!

"Carving insect skills!" Looking at the black 'colored' giant fist that roared in, the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth outlined a disdainful sneer, and then he used his right hand as a knife, and slashed out with a light volley, and suddenly a crescent-shaped black 'colored' light blade rushed away from the edge of his palm.

Whew!

The power emitted by the black 'colored' crescent light blade was incomparable, as if it could tear apart, and the moment it collided with the black 'colored' giant fist, there was almost no suspense, that is, it was directly torn into pieces.

"Poof!"

Seeing this, Wang Tianhong suddenly had a look of horror on his face, he knew that Mo Wentian must be very powerful, but he didn't expect that the latter would be so powerful, he struck with all his strength, and in front of the latter, it was like paper paste, so fragile and vulnerable.

Wang Tianhong opened his mouth in horror, but he didn't even have time to say a word, and the whole person immediately spurted blood and flew out.

"Senior Brother Wang Tianhong!"

The group of purgatory sect disciples, seeing that Wang Tianhong was actually hit hard by one move, suddenly showed a look of horror on their faces, and immediately came back to their senses, screaming one by one, and chased after Wang Tianhong who was flying upside down, wanting to save them.

Wang Tianhong is the backbone of this group of Purgatory Sect disciples, if something happens to him, their group of Purgatory Sect masters, let alone hunting for treasures in this ancient relic, it is a question of whether they can get out alive, so they must not let Wang Tianhong have an accident.

"Humph!"

Seeing that the group of Purgatory Sect disciples were about to rescue Wang Tianhong, Mo Wentian suddenly snorted coldly, and then his sleeve robe flicked, and the two seemed to come from hell, exuding a monstrous aura of death, as if the black 'color' of the two death pythons were refined, and they suddenly burst out and swept out.

Bang bang bang!

Ahhh

Even Wang Tianhong couldn't resist Mo Wentian's attack, let alone this group of ordinary Purgatory Sect disciples, two death python-like black 'color' refinements swept over, and those ordinary disciples of the Purgatory Sect suddenly let out a continuous miserable scream, and their bodies were violently shocked and flew out.

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