Chapter 133 Killing the Quartet "What are you afraid of, there are so many of us, how powerful can a monk who has been forcibly promoted to the Xuan-Rank Realm by relying on secret methods be there?"

"What's there to be afraid of, he's just a monk who has been promoted to the Xuan-Rank Realm by relying on secret methods, there are so many of us, why be afraid?" Many self-sustaining monks also shouted, most of these people were in the Xuan-Rank Three Realms, they believed that even if Wu Heng was domineering, it was impossible to hurt himself in the siege.

Kill!

A blood-red character reverberated passionately in the sky above the martial arts arena, and the shouts in the scene continued, and more than a dozen Xuan-rank powerhouses from the major holy lands all showed their magic weapons, and as soon as they made a move, they made a killing move without being ashamed.

"Come on, let me kill the fun point. Wu Heng stood straight in the center of the martial arts arena and roared, at this moment there was a strange pool of blood flowing quietly under his feet, diverting out many thin lines, slowly spreading throughout the martial arts arena.

That pool of blood was left by the Li family monk who was chiseled to death by Wu Heng with a hammer.

"Hmph, let you be arrogant, I'll seal this demon first!" a female monk with crooked willow eyebrows and a beautiful face screamed, and immediately took out a simple animal skin scroll from her sleeve, and she opened the scroll, which was covered with dense words.

Brush, the scroll flew directly into the void, blooming forty-nine dazzling rays of light, dense runes slowly glowing, exuding energy that can seal mountains and rivers, the scroll is like a giant screen that covers half of the world, forcing Wu Heng.

"It turned out to be a sealing scroll with forty-nine shackles, this scroll can seal a psychic level powerhouse, I didn't expect that there would be a holy land willing to take out such a precious one-time consumption magic weapon to deal with Wu Heng. ”

"The psychic powerhouses in the holy land don't want to completely tear their faces with the Wu family, and now they naturally want to spend blood to help the Xuan-rank powerhouses improve their strength, which is all understandable, I am afraid that the people of the Wu family will not be able to sit still, and the forty-nine shackles are extremely difficult to break through the spiritual old monsters, if Wu Heng is sealed, he will definitely be trained to death by the magic weapons sacrificed by many Xuan-rank monks. Someone shook his head and sighed, the so-called heroes can't stand the crowd, but they didn't expect that the god body that had just appeared on the mainland stage would now be besieged and killed alive.

"See how you deal with it now. The female monk smiled coldly, and saw the huge curtain falling, as if Wu Heng's life had been in her hands.

Seeing that the huge curtain in the sky emitted forty-nine rays of light, each of which was like a shackle to tie himself tightly, Wu Heng was indifferent, his red eyes were unwavering, and many looming runes suddenly appeared in the void with his hands, forming a formation.

Avenue formation, seal the formation!

Wu Heng roared angrily, golden divine power poured out from his palm, and a "sealed" force approached the giant curtain in the sky.

"Close!" he jumped from the ground domineeringly, reached out with his big hand, and tore the huge curtain directly from the sky, holding it tightly in the palm of his hand, and then the sealing scroll turned into a pile of powder, spilling it on the ground.

"How can this be, the forty-nine shackles are difficult to deal with even the spirit old monster, and he can easily crack it by hitting the formation pattern with his bare hands?" The female monk's heart was cold, followed by a burst of flesh pain, this sealing scroll was extremely precious, but it was directly caught into powder by Wu Heng, it was too tyrannical.

"It's another kind of avenue formation, how many kinds of formations has this kid learned?" Feng Qingyang, the leader of the Yin Yang Sect sitting in the VIP audience, was already a little numb in his heart, he had studied for decades before he could comprehend the surface of the formation, but Wu Heng not only mastered the formation, but also learned to attack the formation.

Now he has used a seal formation that he has never seen before, which makes him a little crazy, a hairy boy has practiced for a few months, but it is much stronger than his achievements in studying for decades, but this also makes the killing intent towards Wu Heng in his heart even stronger......

This kind of method of hitting the formation pattern with bare hands also makes many people frightened, mortals may not be able to see the doorway, but how can the dozen or so holy masters present not know that the formation pattern is carved by countless kinds of mystical rune changes, and it will take some time for the formation pattern master to depict the formation pattern, but Wu Heng used the sealing array in just the blink of an eye.

What does this mean?

It can almost be concluded that today's Wu Heng is not only a combination of gods and demons, but also a top formation master, a monk needs to practice for at least ten years if he wants to become a formation pattern master, if he wants to become a master, it will take at least fifty years, and if he wants to learn the formation pattern, he needs not only to depict the study, but more importantly, talent, if he can't master the natural elements, he can't become a formation master for a lifetime.

Although Wu Heng would only use four kinds of formations, each of the Great Dao formations was incomparably powerful, worthy of thousands of formations in the world.

Many monks who sacrificed magic weapons were also stunned, and the means displayed by Wu Heng seemed to be endless, like a bottomless pit. "What are you hesitating about, let's kill this demon together!" The female monk saw that everyone was not moving, and immediately shouted, she was afraid that if the others did not make a move, Wu Heng would suddenly lock the killing target on herself.

A monk came back to his senses and immediately played a magic weapon, and a flickering flying sword pierced through the void and shot straight at Wu Heng's neck.

There were even monks who sacrificed feather fans, and dozens of fires rushed towards Wu Heng.

However, in the face of all this, Wu Heng's eyes were always indifferent, he seemed to have seen through all this, and he didn't even care about life and death.

"Boom!"

The Ancient Hammer was swung by Wu Heng again, and there was always a terrifying killing aura gushing out, and he jumped into the air like a giant, pulling out a long black shadow on the ground.

A flying sword was directly split by the Ancient Sky Turning Hammer, and in the face of dozens of fires, Wu Heng directly opened his mouth and devoured it alive, but there were still countless magic weapons that rushed straight at him.

Wu Heng stepped out of the formation and disappeared directly in place, causing many magic weapons that came from him to be thrown into the air.

"It's gone...... many monks looked in all directions of the martial arts ring, but they didn't see Wu Heng's figure.

When the figure of Wu Heng was found again, he was already standing in front of a forty-year-old middle-aged monk, who was the first Yin-Yang Sect monk to strike.

"You, what do you want to do?" The monk was directly startled, he didn't expect Wu Heng to suddenly appear in front of him, looking at the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy who was wielding the ancient earth-turning hammer in front of him, his whole body trembled a little, this young man's eyes seemed to be forever full of bloodthirsty killing, red and terrifying, he exuded a terrifying aura all over his body, and the people's hearts were a little unable to breathe.

"What do you think I want to do?" Wu Heng showed a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were shot and killed, and a hammer smashed down, leaving a pool of blood and rotten corpses directly on the ground

Many people saw this scene, their faces turned pale, their legs trembled, and they couldn't help but feel disgusted and wanted to vomit, Wu Heng at this moment was too bloody, like a demon king of the mixed world, blood splashed on his face would not blink at all, and killing a Xuan-rank powerhouse was as easy as slaughtering a cow and sheep.

"Quick, he's there, kill him!" Seeing that Wu Heng killed a Xuan-rank powerhouse with a hammer, someone began to panic, and immediately pointed to the back of the dim young man, almost roaring and shouting.

But when they sacrificed their magic weapon to hit Wu Heng again, he stepped out of the formation step by step, and many people felt a sudden chill in their hearts, Wu Heng appeared again, who would he shoot.

He was like a god of death, coming and going without a trace.

"You, Doom ......" In another place in the martial arts arena, a hoarse shout came out, and the female monk who had just sacrificed the scroll in vain to seal Wu Heng rolled her eyes, and her snow-white and delicate neck was tightly pinched by Wu Heng's hand, and she couldn't breathe at all.

A female monk of the Xuan-rank Triple Realm was grabbed by Wu Heng's throat like this, and her toes had already left the ground.

"I will never show mercy to those who kill me. Wu Heng smiled indifferently, the Demon Dao had completely occupied his heart, making him indifferent and ruthless, and his right hand suddenly tightened, ending the life of a monk again.

The icy killing intent spread throughout the martial arts arena, and even the dozen or so Saint Masters present felt palpitations, was this still a young man who was only sixteen or seventeen years old? The killing aura emanating from his body was definitely not inferior to that of a demon king.

This is the world-destroying Dao soul, an incomparably terrifying demon soul......

"It seems that Wu Heng is going to take the road of destruction after all. Under the martial arts ring, Bi Xueyan felt gloomy in her heart, she understood that Wu Heng was killing all sides at the moment, but the Holy Lord-level figure would make a move after all, and no one could protect him.

Unless there is a possibility, that is, Wu Heng will abandon his cultivation and will never be allowed to enter the martial cultivation realm, then maybe the four great families will try their best to protect Wu Heng, after all, he defeated Nangong Chen and saved the situation in the Southern Regions, as long as the demon soul does not rise, other holy places may also hinder the face of several major families and save his life.

But for a monk, cultivation is everything, who would give up so easily, let alone Wuheng?

He had grown up in the ridicule of the waste, had been neglected, and now that he had a strong body, would he give up easily? Presumably no one would cherish his achievements more than he did.

"Boom!"

Another hammer chisel, that might, directly the earth trembled, Wu Heng's incomparably domineering divine body brute force coupled with the elusive line of words, almost invincible, every time he made a move, there would be a Xuan powerhouse falling.

The Xuan-rank powerhouses in the martial arts arena were all pale, bloodless, frightened, and timid, they were afraid that Wu Heng would attack and kill themselves next.

Many Holy Lords can't sit still, and if this continues, I'm afraid that more than a dozen Xuan-rank powerhouses will have to be attacked and killed by Wu Heng one by one.

"Demon, let the old man come to ambush you!" Suddenly, a psychic powerhouse finally made a move, and the old man's power was much stronger than that of more than a dozen Xuan-rank powerhouses combined, and he slapped his big hand, and a void handprint directly bombarded Wu Heng's chest.

"Poof. ”

Wu Heng only felt that the blood veins in his body were tumbling over the river, his throat was hot, and he coughed up a puddle of blood and sprinkled it on the ground, he looked slightly stunned, he never expected that there would be a psychic powerhouse who would suddenly attack and kill him.

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(Don't worry about the update, these chapters are a turning point, so I have to think about it, so it's a little slow to write, according to the 200,000 updates per month, the second half of this month is estimated to have five or six more days.) ）