Everyone is cold, and there is such a question in their hearts, not 1 They have weak endurance, just because Yu asked these two people to appear inexplicably, and they are incredibly powerful.

The young man with the scar spear was pale, half-kneeling on the ground, supported by his spear, his head raised, his eyes cloudy, and he always stared at the smoke-filled place.

"Who are you?"

"Hey!" replied with only a somewhat grim laugh.

And at this moment, the smoke and dust have finally dissipated, although they have not yet dispersed, but the figures of Yu Wen and Kong Ming can be gradually seen clearly.

"How is that possible?"

Hiss!

When Yu asked the figures of the two of them to appear in front of everyone's eyes, the young man with the scar spear lost his voice, his eyes widened, as if he was about to explode.

And the surroundings also coincidentally sounded the sound of almost synchronous gasping for the first time.

But seeing Yu Wen and the two standing proudly on the top of the valley, Yu Wen did not move, his face was flat, but his eyes always stayed on the five high soul stones.

His eyes were a little eager, and it could be seen that he longed for it, and he wanted it very much. Of course, that's not the point.

The point is that Yu Wen never moved too much from beginning to end, on the other hand, in front of him, Kong Ming wore a Taoist robe and danced in the wind, blocking Yu Wen's body.

The feather fan in Kong Ming's hand shook gently, and there was still a remnant of inexplicable power wrapped on it, which was suddenly white and sometimes black, and had not yet dispersed.

"Was that you just now?" The young man with the scar spear had his eyes prominent, and he looked at Kong Ming in shock.

He thought that he was being asked by Yu for seconds, and he was second by a person of the same realm, which made him angry and extremely unhappy, but at the same time, he was also surprised by the strength of Yu Wen's strength.

Unexpectedly, he thought too much.

It was not Yu Wen who made the shot, but Kong Ming. He was not killed by a master of the same realm in an instant, but was unilaterally crushed by a small cultivator in the early stage of the True Soul Realm.

Kong Ming smiled and nodded.

"How is that possible!. The young man with the scar shouted, his voice trembling a little, his face a little hideous, and he felt hoarse and exhausted.

"Hey, didn't you say it? It's too weak, why don't you accept it?"

Kong Ming pursed his lips.