In the depths of the fire forest, the gray figure stood indifferently.

The terrifying coercion around it is pervasive and circulating, lasting for a long time, and the coercion has passed, and the polished ground is smooth, but there are large pieces of broken branches and leaves inlaid on it, showing strange and poignant beauty.

"Click, click..."

Bu Wen gritted his teeth, and between the friction of his teeth, he let out a terrifying cold sound: "Yankong !!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

As soon as the words fell, there were bursts of violent mighty waves, pushing across the forest, completely lifting the flat ground, and the ground was full of messes as far as the eye could see.

"One day, I want you to die ugly!"

Bu Wenkang's anger is difficult to calm down, but whoever it is, I'm afraid no one can let go, a person who insults the sacredness in his heart, crushes his pride and spits on it, how can he be relieved?

This cruelty caused it should be a scar in his heart that can only be healed with blood.

"Huh..."

At this time, there was a sound of breaking wind, and a gray figure galloped through the forest, and fell in front of Bu Wen in a panic, and forced himself to swallow his saliva and bowed: "Senior Brother Bu!"

"Why are you so flustered?"

Bu Wen snorted coldly, and his anger pressed down, causing the martial man's body to sink.

"Yes, ex... Something went wrong!"

The martial artist's face was pale, and he didn't dare to drag it out in the slightest, for fear of provoking Buwen's anger and causing harm to himself: "On the edge of the Huo Ze Forest, a disciple of the sect died. ”

"Huh?"

Bu Wen's brows were furrowed, and a chill was in his eyes.

......

At the edge of the fire forest, there are a large number of warriors gathered here, and the water around this place is blocked.

One by one, they looked at the center, their eyes were a little solemn, and none of the many warriors spoke, and there was a strange silence in the forest, which made people's hearts heavy.

"Boom!"

At this time, the sky trembled, the remnants of the forest were crossed, and the terrifying coercion of the powerhouses of the Martial Realm was caged down, mixed with bursts of anger.

For a moment, the warrior in the forest trembled and hurriedly retreated.

"Tapp..."

Suddenly, the sound of deep footsteps echoed in the forest, and Buwen walked in the air, slowly landing in front of everyone, standing in the center of the disciples, looking at the corpses on the ground.

The three of them had no chance of life, their eyes widened, their pupils dilated, and their hands were clenched with weapons, and even because of the huge force, large red marks appeared on the palms of their hands.

Bu Wen looked at it calmly, there was still some residual warmth on the corpse, looking at his injuries, but there was only a blood mark on his neck, and there was still a little purple-black mist lingering on it, which was slowly dissipating.

"Huh?"

Bu Wen frowned, stretched out his hand to provoke the purple and black mist, sniffed lightly on the tip of his nose, and then vigorously condensed it in his hand, and directly shattered it: "Violent breath." ”

"Yankong!"

Bu Wen's eyes showed anger, and the anger in his heart could not be stopped.

"Boom!"

The violent power around his body suddenly erupted, pushing out the surrounding disciples sideways, overturning them to the ground, wailing on their backs one by one, and those whose strength was slightly low, even turned pale and spat blood.

"Click..."

Bu Wen's hatred was agitated, his big hands were clenched, and his huge strength made Zhou Kong's aura distorted: "Yankong, you deceive people too much!"

Yan Kong had just left him, and in a short period of time, three people in the sect had died, and their wounds were still filled with a violent aura, what did this mean?

It shows that Yan Kong didn't take him in his eyes at all, and he didn't even put Cang Yanzong in his eyes at all.

Or in Yan Kong's eyes, Bu Wen Kang, and even Cangyan Sect, have never been worthy of his respect, or face it seriously, and even worse, he may disdain to agree with the ranking of the five major sects of the Heavenly Domain.

Buwen was so hateful, he couldn't suppress it, and the scarlet killing intent around him roared wildly.

Half an hour ago, in the face of Yan Kong's disdain and insult to the sect, he swallowed his anger for the sake of peace between the two sects

Ping, because he knows that once a conflict breaks out between the two cases, the consequences will be absolutely devastating.

But what is the result? What does the result look like?

His forbearance was swallowed, but instead of a good result, it made Yankong's disdain even worse, and even made these fellow disciples shroud themselves in the wilderness.

These are all caused by himself, if he is tougher, if...

But there are no ifs, no assumptions, all the facts, let Bu Wen Kang's heart bitter hatred, hatred surged, and even quickly spread in his heart, rushing into his mind, he didn't want to endure it anymore, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Yankong, I want you to die!"

"Boom!"

The power of Bu Wenkang's body exploded, and the coercion of the peak realm of the martial arts was unconcealed, and the feet sank and roared, cracking the earth, and his body rose to the sky, heading straight into the distance.

Only the disciples of the Cangyan Sect were left all over the ground, looking at the steps that disappeared into the sky, and their eyes were terrified.

......

Verdant foliage, lush forest.

This place is not far from the Fire Ze Forest, and in the mottled branches and leaves, a black-robed purple-haired figure walks slowly, and its body is shrouded in a heavy and violent atmosphere, which is incompatible with the quiet atmosphere around it.

But before the steps under his feet fell, the forest was already trembling, and the large branches and leaves were scattered and collapsed.

"Boom!"

The surrounding air waves were rolling, and a large area of spiritual energy gathered in the storm, surging towards the purple-haired figure.

The figure in the robe raised his head, his purple hair flew, his eyes looked indifferently at the figure rushing from the sky, and the hand shrunk in his sleeve moved lightly in it.

"Bang!"

The earth is running, and smoke and dust are everywhere.

The figure fell in a rage, directly smashing the ground in front of the Xuanpao figure into a big hole.

The figure was bathed in smoke and dust, walked slowly, and the halberd in his hand fell to the ground, drawing bursts of cold killing intent on the ground, and permeated towards the figure of the Xuan robe.

"Yankong!"

Buwen stepped out of the smoke and dust, shook the dust, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the figure in front of him fiercely: "You damn it!"

"Heh..."

Yan Kong sneered disdainfully when he heard this, and didn't pay attention to Bu Wen's words at all, and even sneered: "What?

"If that's all it takes, get out of here now, don't be a roadblock. ”

"Boom, boom..."

Bu Wen smiled fiercely in his mouth, his face was a little distorted when he heard the words, and in the cold voice, murderous anger gushed out: "Don't do nonsense anymore, next year and today, it will be your death!"

"Step-by-step!"

Yan Kong's eyes sank, and his words were cold: "Don't cause trouble for Cangyan Sect." ”

"Trouble?"

Hearing this, Bu Wen was even more manic, twisting his neck, and staring straight at Yan Kong: "It's really because of my scruples that I let the three junior brothers die." ”

"Isn't that troublesome enough?"

Yan Kong's expression was indifferent, and he didn't have the slightest emotional fluctuation in the face of Bu Wen's blunt words: "As a martial artist, on the first day of cultivation, you must be ready to be killed. ”

"Could it be that they have been cultivating for decades, and they are just flowers in the greenhouse?

"Well, that's good!"

Bu Wen said a cold sound gushing in his mouth, the long halberd in his hand, the red light around his body surged, and gradually the terrifying Wang Wei overflowed, this halberd was a king-level artifact: "If the master of Yan Shaolou can say such a thing, he must have been ready to die early." ”

"In this case, Bu Mou is not talented, so he will give Yan Shaolou a ride with kindness, so as not to let you prepare for too long, wait in a hurry, and miss the time of reincarnation. ”

"Boom!"

Buwen's cold sound fell, the halberd in his hand flipped over, raised his hand and slapped it hard behind the halberd, and suddenly a pale flame surged out on the cold front of the halberd.

The flame condensed, and a pale halberd pierced straight away, and the halberd passed, and the awe-inspiring power completely lifted the ground, like an angry dragon roaring, mighty

The earth shook and the chill was pressing.

Seeing this, Yan Kong's eyes condensed, and he couldn't care about much, and the purple and black dense mist in his palm converged, and the purple and black cold sword manifested in the churning wave, and slashed directly at the blade of the long halberd.

"Bang!"

The halberd was powerful, powerful and heavy, and the moment it touched the purple-black cold sword, it actually collapsed directly, manifesting a large piece of purple-black debris and scattering it into the sky.

Heavy power and anger, the frenzy did not abate, and it came straight towards Yankong to kill.

After all, Yan Kong was the young owner of the Seven Peerless Buildings, and he was forced to retreat with one blow, and his body turned sharply, almost letting the halberd wipe his clothes, and shot past, slamming the ground behind him fiercely, shattering the boulder.

"Kill!"

An angry roar was raised, and Bu Wen's big hand held the halberd violently, stepping into the air with might, rushing straight to Yankong, making a tiger pounce on food, waving a long blade, as if it had the power to sweep thousands of armies.

Yan Kong turned his body and flew back, and at the same time, he shook the void with his big hand, causing the storm around him to roar, and the huge cold sword that gathered trembled slightly, and then it was actually torn apart.

"Zheng..."

The cold front reflects the surrounding sky, and the blade waves and kills.

"Sword intent kills. ”

Yan Kongxu held the cold front in the air, and a cold word came out of his mouth, and then he wiped it fiercely, and there seemed to be a phantom on the cold blade drawn from it, manifesting a strange giant sword, lingering with ferocity and rage, and slashing it fiercely.

At the same time, the prestige of the mid-stage martial arts around him is actually rising, which is comparable to the late stage of the martial arts.

"Boom!"

The frenzy collided and set off a blockbuster frenzy.

The terrifying power generated by the two pushed across the forest, and the aftermath roared, and the thick smoke and dust scattered around the dense forest, and there was even a figure in it spitting blood and flying upside down.

"Bang!"

The figure slammed into the tree, shattering the boulder and drawing a few feet on the ground before it stopped.

"Wow..."

Blood gushed from Yan Kong's mouth, the crimson he coughed up, stained the ground in front of him red, his face was pale, his eyes trembled slightly, his breath was sluggish, and he wanted to struggle to sit up, but it was a little laborious, and it was difficult to do so.

"Hum..."

At this time, the smoke and dust stirred, and the halberd cold front surged, shaking away the dust.

"Yankong, I will burn paper for you today next year. ”

Bu Wen grabbed the halberd in his hand, his face was hideous, and behind him, there was a huge halberd phantom that appeared and followed, and his body was surrounded by terror and coercion, even comparable to a half-step martial king.

"As for repentance, when you are reincarnated, pray well!"

With a sarcastic anger in his mouth, he stabbed straight down with the terrifying power of the halberd, and the huge phantom of the halberd in the air seemed to be about to cross the heavens and the earth, and the cold killing machine pressed Yan Kong powerlessly to fight back, and he could only watch the halberd fall.

"Boom!"

Only at this moment, the sky trembled, and the sky trembled.

The originally bright and blue sky actually darkened at this moment, and even let Bu Wen's killing intent freeze in the air, and the terrifying halberd phantom couldn't move an inch.

Bu Wenkang's heart was shocked, his eyes were frightened, and he looked up with this terrifying coercion, and saw a big hand covering the sky and pressing down.

"Bang!"

There was a sound of shattering, and the terrifying halberd phantom in the air was shattered under the pressure of the giant palm, and there was no possibility of resistance.

The giant palm shattered the halberd, the power was undiminished, and it was pressed down directly towards Bu Wen, the power was indifferent, it seemed that the halberd was just an ant to him, not enough to worry about.

"I'm dying!"

Buwen looked desperate, he didn't expect a strong person to intervene.

"Boom!"

It's just that the big hand fell, and the power dissipated, and he stopped in the air, and Buwen was in a cold sweat, and he subconsciously looked up, but saw that the sky was burning with flames, and he was resisting the anger of the giant palm.

The flames burning in the air gathered and churned, and there seemed to be a strange demon tiger phantom appearing in it, roaring the heavens and the earth, exuding an astonishing terrifying power.

"Boom!"

The void trembled slightly, and a strong figure stepped slowly into the air, looking directly at the sky.

"Master Wenlou, why are you so angry?"