Han Zong's face suddenly became gloomy, and he only felt a wave of anger rushing towards the Heavenly Spirit Gai, and his hand bones clicked: "Boy, you are looking for death!"

With a loud shout, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, turning into a huge spiritual power giant palm, which pressed down towards the pavilion where Jun Mochen was.

Jun Mochen's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth pulled up a sneer.

If it was a powerhouse of the Divine Mansion Realm, he might not be able to fight against him now, but now, a powerhouse of the Primordial Realm actually wanted to kill him?

Wish for the moon!

Jun Mochen's heart snorted coldly, and in an instant, four inscriptions appeared between his palms, and a terrifying aura filled the pavilion.

The last time he went to Tiannan City and passed through the Demon Beast Mountain Range, Jun Mochen had killed a lot of Demon Beasts of the True Qi Realm, and their Demon Crystals were used to carve inscriptions as soon as he returned.

Although these inscriptions are only spirit level differences, there are four attack type spirit patterns, which are blessed together and released at the same time, even if they are similar to the powerhouses of the Primal Realm in Han Zong, they have to eat a pot.

But.

Before Jun Mochen could make a move, a voice like a bell suddenly echoed in the sky: "I see, it's you who is looking for death! Who gave you the courage to dare to do something to my cabinet guests in the Divine Pavilion?"

Rumble!

A terrifying spiritual power attack suddenly burst out, colliding the huge spiritual power palms together in an instant.

The aftermath of the horror shook out, and if it weren't for the formation in the Divine Pavilion, the entire auction hall would have to fall for it.

His gaze followed the direction from which the attack came, and a figure slowly walked out of the darkness.

Seeing this person, suddenly, many people's expressions became a little respectful, because the person who came was the master of the Divine Pavilion - Leng Arrogant!

At this time, Leng Ao's eyes fell slightly on Han Zong.

Han Zong suddenly felt as if there was a huge pressure on him, causing him to stiffen slightly from top to bottom, unable to continue moving.

Although he is an elder of the Blood Sect, he is also a powerhouse of the Primal Realm.

But.

In front of Leng Ao, who is the master of the Divine Pavilion, it is not enough to see it at all.

The other party is a real powerhouse of the Divine Mansion Realm!

The primordial and the Divine Mansion seem to be only a first-order difference, but in fact they are very different.

Poof!

Under such terrifying coercion, Han Zong even trembled his legs and knelt on the ground.

"Thinking about the first offense, spare your life, but, the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped, take my finger to set an example. Leng Ao slowly spoke, raised a finger, and countless spiritual rays gathered: "Spirit Rhino Sword Technique, one finger shatters the world!"

Bang!

The terrifying spiritual power fluctuations echoed, and a milky white sword qi condensed in Leng Ao's fingertips, like a divine sword, killing Han Zong in the distance.

Seeing Leng Ao's merciless shot, many of the powerhouses present suddenly changed color, and they couldn't help but exclaim.

"Shhh...... The pavilion master's strength is too terrifying, even if it is the aftermath, it is estimated that he can be directly killed!"

"This, what kind of martial art is this Spirit Rhino Sword Technique? Why have I never heard of it? I was fortunate enough to see the Lord of the Cold Pavilion perform the Xuan-level martial art 'Tianmei Guiding the Way', but it was not as terrifying as it is now!"

And looking at Han Zong's expression, there was also some pity, as well as, schadenfreude.

"It's terrifying!"

Han Zong directly faced the terrifying finger, and his pupils shrank even more.

In front of this finger, he felt that he was so small, and he didn't even have time to derive the idea of dodging, and his left arm was suddenly pierced by this sword qi!

The fierce sword qi brought out a terrifying blood sword and shot out towards the rear!

Han Zong's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but let out a miserable scream.

Many people gasped, looking at Han Zong's bloody arm, and secretly said that this arm was useless.

Even if you can recover in the future, you won't be able to make any major breakthroughs.

But.

Even so, Han Zong didn't dare to show his dissatisfaction at all, but said respectfully, "Thank you Pavilion Master for your mercy." ”

If it weren't for Leng Ao not wanting to kill him, the sword qi just now would be his heart if it was a few points offset.

At that time, it was not as simple as abolishing his arm!

"There will be no next time. ”

Leng Ao said indifferently, and immediately glanced around: "Since the auction of the last lot has ended, then the Tianyuan auction is over, and those who have not completed the handover can go to the meeting room to wait." ”

Hearing that Leng Ao did not want to continue the investigation, Han Zong immediately breathed a sigh of relief, simply sealed the acupuncture points on his arm, and after stopping the bleeding, he quickly settled the auction accounts, and left the auction hall with the strong man of the Blood Sect without hesitation.

Compared to his invincible posture when he came, there is no doubt that there is a bit of a gray feeling at this moment.

"Let's hurry up, there are strong people in the sect outside the city to guide us, and it will be safe in the intermediary. ”

Out of the Divine Pavilion, Han Zong quickly rushed towards the outside of Yungu City.

The reason why he fled in such a panic was mainly because he himself knew that he had provoked a lot of people on weekdays, and many people were afraid of his strength and dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

And now he has been hit hard by cold arrogance, which is different from ordinary times.

I'm afraid that there will be a lot of people who will come and fall on the stones.

"When I recover from my injuries and comprehend the true meaning of the sword left by the Reincarnation War Emperor, I must kill that kid. Han Zong clenched the slightly damaged long sword in his hand, and said in a shadowy way.

"I'm afraid, you don't have that chance. ”

And at this moment, in mid-air, there was a joking voice.

"Who?"

Han Zong's figure paused, looked behind him, and suddenly saw a face that made him want to tear it apart, and the murderous aura in his eyes bloomed.

"Stinky boy, you still dare to come?"

Han Zong looked at the young man who suddenly appeared, wasn't it Jun Mochen who had opposed him many times at the auction!

"Hand over what you have in your hands, and I will spare your life. ”

Jun Mochen spoke indifferently, not caring about the other party's anger at all.

"Hmph, boy, you're really ambitious. ”

Hearing this, Han Zong suddenly smiled coldly, and the murderous aura in his body surged: "Originally, I was going to solve you kid afterwards, but now that you have sent it to the door yourself, then, you will die for me!"

As soon as the words fell, several Blood Sect disciples behind Han Zong took a step, and the aura of the True Qi Realm powerhouse surged, looking at Jun Mochen with disdain.

It's just a true qi realm double cultivation, but now he dares to come and kill them?

In their opinion, this is simply looking for death!

"Brothers, go up!" Several disciples of the Blood Sect glanced at each other, and rushed towards Jun Mochen with a sinister smile.

Swish!

However, Jun Mochen had a weird smile on the corner of his mouth.

"How dare you laugh, I'm going to beat you so long that you can't laugh!" Han Zong suddenly snorted angrily.

However.

Jun Mochen's figure suddenly flashed, and suddenly, the attacks of many Blood Sect disciples failed at the same time.

Yesterday, after returning from social practice, I was sweating profusely, and my head was blowing on the air conditioner, and I caught a cold, and the updated chapter was written yesterday, and I forgot to set the time and ask for a wave of recommendation votes.

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