Hearing the origin of these four people, he paused unintentionally, according to this, these four people really can't move at will.

killed Zhang Zichen, that's okay to say, after all, Zhang Zichen has no backstage, and no one avenges him.

However, the candidate saintess of the Sea Temple of the Water Tribe, and the son of the Wind Clan, this can't be moved at will.

Once something happens to them, how serious the consequences are, Wuxin knows, this matter, not sure that the Tanah Lot Temple and the Feng family will make trouble to the Emperor of Heaven and the Buddha, at that time, trouble is coming, Xiaoleiyin Temple will not be at peace, and they will not be able to live in peace without intention.

Weighing the pros and cons, he could only smile and say: "Zhang Zichen, don't worry, the only person we want to kill is you!"

"Okay! happy!" Zhang Zichen laughed, "Since that's the case, then we'll fight to the death!"

Zhang Zichen's feet moved, and the whole person had turned into a ray of light, flying into the distance, hanging in the air, waiting for Wuxin and the others to arrive.

"Amitabha!"

Standing on top of a boulder, he was dressed in black, but the power of the Dharma still emanated from under his black clothes.

Wuxin's whole person was like being in the golden light, with a pair of eyes, staring closely at Zhang Zichen in the distance.

Just when Wuxin was about to fly into the sky in person and solve Zhang Zichen, suddenly, someone shouted: "Senior Brother Wuxin, this Zhang Zichen is just a cultivation of the late realm of the True Monarch, why don't you leave it to us to deal with?"

"Quit anger, brother, I ......" Wuxin seemed to want to say something.

However, this monk, who was called to quit anger, seemed to see that he had no intention of wanting to go out in person, and said loudly again: "Senior Brother Wuxin, don't worry, we will definitely be able to kill Zhang Zichen as quickly as possible!"

Only then did Wuxin close his eyes, sighed and nodded: "Amitabha!"

As soon as he said that, he agreed with no intention.

Quit Nu suddenly grinned and said, "Senior Brother Wuxin, to kill Zhang Zichen, you don't need so many people at all, I only need to be able to fight with Zhang Zichen to a draw, and if I send another person, I can take the opportunity to kill Zhang Zichen." ”

"Quit anger junior brother! no!" Hearing that Qu Nu was so ashamed, he was not in a hurry, and persuaded him, "Quit anger junior brother, this Zhang Zichen is different from ordinary people, although his cultivation is not much different from yours, but his strength is definitely not low." Seventy-two of you, you have to shoot at the same time!"

"Haha!" Qu Qi laughed angrily, "Senior Brother Wuxin, look at your excitement, I'm just saying." Don't worry! Seventy-two of us are advancing and retreating together, and we must kill Zhang Zichen today. ”

"Amitabha!" Hearing this, a hanging heart was put down, and he reminded, "Quit anger junior brother, and other junior disciples, this Zhang Zichen is not an ordinary person, his strength is not underestimated, everyone must not underestimate the enemy." Just now Zhang Zichen said that if he can kill all of us, then he must have his killer weapon, so it doesn't hurt to be cautious. ”

"Oh, Senior Brother Wuxin, we remember!" Qu Xin's temper seemed to be not small, and he was already a little impatient with Wuxin's repeated advice.

After simply dealing with Wuxin, he waved at the others and said loudly: "Everyone give it to me! Kill Zhang Zichen! Return to Xiaoleiyin Temple and give the abbot master's life!"

As soon as the words fell, seventy-two people turned into seventy-two golden rays of light and rushed towards the place where Zhang Zichen was.

These seventy-two people, in a circular formation, wrapped Zhang Zichen.

Not to mention their cultivation, even if it is the formation that these people are standing in, it can give people a strong coercion.

The formation in the Little Lei Yin Temple is really powerful!

Four King Kongs, eighteen bronze men, seventy-two rooms.

These large and small formations of monks are able to pool the strength of a few people together to form a powerful force that can slash the enemy.

Zhang Zichen had already seen it, so he behaved cautiously.

Woohoo!

At this moment, the seventy-two monks surrounding Zhang Zichen in all directions, each holding a long stick in their hands, the stick spun rapidly in their hands, making a roaring sound, and the air was distorted.

"I don't know how strong the strength of their seventy-two monks is, I don't know what their own strength is, if I don't sacrifice the Ancient Chaos Technique, will I be their opponent?"

After these seventy-two monks, there is also a Holy Monarch Strong Man who has no heart.

So for the time being, Zhang Zichen can't expose all his strength, and to deal with these seventy-two kindnesses, Zhang Zichen decided to try their strength for the time being.

If you can't defeat them, then it's not too late to use the Ancient Chaos Technique.

Gradually, a strong wind flew up from Zhang Zichen's body.

Zhang Zichen's blue clothes floated in this hurricane, and everyone saw that Zhang Zichen's body flashed with nine colors, and a black long sword quietly appeared in Zhang Zichen's hand.

Hum -

The black sword let out a mournful roar.

At this time, Zhang Zichen couldn't care about so much, no matter where it was, no matter whether there were other Saint Monarch powerhouses around, to deal with these monks, Zhang Zichen had to use his greatest strength and best weapons.

Therefore, Zhang Zichen sacrificed the Black Crystal Divine Sword at the first time.

The seventy-two monks who were wrapped around Zhang Zichen were stunned one by one when they saw the Black Crystal Divine Sword in Zhang Zichen's hand.

"Artifact! Is it an artifact in Zhang Zichen's hand?"

"Yes, definitely!"

"Oh my God, I've never seen an artifact in my life, and today is the first time I've seen it!"

"Since that's the case, then don't say so much, kill Zhang Zichen, this artifact is ours!"

"Yes! Kill Zhang Zichen and seize the artifact!"

It is said that the minds of the people of the world are very weak, even if there are 72 eminent monks, as soon as they see the artifact, they have the heart to kill people and seize treasures.

O human heart!

Zhang Zichen took a few deep breaths, and at this time, he seemed to have some understanding of what the Sky Master had done.

Yes, in this world, who would put the artifact in their hands and keep their original intention?

I'm afraid there is no one, right?

Zhang Zichen slowly lifted the Black Crystal Divine Sword and injected true qi into the divine sword.

Buzz Buzz -

The Black Crystal Excalibur continued to hum as if to reflect the murderous aura of its master.

The scene is on the verge of breaking out.

After enduring it for a long time, Zhang Zichen glanced at Wuxin, who was staying in the distance, and smiled at the seventy-two monks again: "Come on! Let me see what kind of formation you seventy-two monks can have!"

"Hmph! Then we'll let you see our seventy-two room formation!" The speaker was the one who had a violent temper and quit anger.