Zhou Kongkong let out a loud shout, and with a single step, he rushed directly towards Wu Lie, the hall master of the Heavenly Thunder Palace.

Wu Lie took out a token, looked at Zhou Kongkong who was rushing towards him with a sneer, and then shouted.

"Thunder!"

Bang!

With Wu Lie's loud drink, I saw that above the sky, dark clouds rose suddenly, and there seemed to be a trace of purple arc light flashing in the clouds.

Thunder shook the sky!

Jiang Chou looked at the white floc in front of him with gloomy eyes, "I didn't expect that I haven't seen each other for many years, but this time we met, I actually met in such a way as to meet in a real way."

Bai Xu laughed and said: "Hahaha, come on, let me see how strong the pride of heaven was praised by my master back then, and now"

A giant cyan ruler appeared on the palm of Bai Fu's hand, and there was a white air flow floating around it, ethereal and hazy.

At this time, the black-robed man looked at Wen Qingye with his eyes, and then said to the dozens of masters of the Burial Heaven Sect around him: "Everyone, press the formation for me, that Wen Qingye is mine."

I saw that the black-robed man's fingers pointed sharply at Wen Qingye, and a pair of cold cold glows appeared under the black robe.

"Childe, don't worry, this person is handed over to us"

"Fight for Childe!"

"Kill --!"

The masters of the Burial Heaven Sect roared one after another, their eyes glowing with blood, and they rushed towards the masters of the three factions in a frenzy.

They roared wildly, this time they had only one purpose, which was to suppress the formation of the black-robed man in front of them.

The masters of the three factions were also not afraid and greeted them one after another.

All of a sudden, a roar resounded through the sky, the boulder exploded, the earth sunken, and the vitality that rose to the sky shook and dispersed the clouds within a radius of dozens of miles.

Xia Qianhe, Wu Lie, Bai Xu and the others were all slightly surprised, who was this black-robed man? Although his cultivation was not high, why did the people of the Burial Heaven Sect respect him so much? What is his identity? Let so many people suppress the formation for him, just to kill Wen Qingye?

Wen Qingye and the black-robed man were in the air where the vitality burst out, quietly looking at each other, and the people of the three factions wanted to rush here, but they were all blocked by the masters of the Burial Heaven Sect.

The black-robed man looked at Wen Qingye with a sneer, and said, "Wen Qingye, today next year will be your death day, and it will be a blessing that you die in your hometown."

"It seems that you know me very well" Wen Qingye said with a slight smile, "It's just that I'm wondering, if you die here, it will be regarded as polluting this pure land."

Although Wen Qingye was laughing, he frowned in his heart, if it was Shen Junru of Taiyi Pavilion, Huangfu knew that Wen Qingye was from the Tianwu Kingdom, and he would definitely investigate himself when contacting Zhang Xiaoyun, so once he and Xiaoyun were investigated by them, they would definitely kill themselves desperately.

Therefore, now that this person from Taiyi Pavilion is going to die, Wen Qingye's heart has a strong murderous intention.

However, Wen Qingye looked at the cultivation of the black-robed man in front of him, the cultivation of the two heavens of life and death, could he kill him?

Wen Qingye's cultivation is profound, coupled with the vitality of Long Wei, his cultivation is almost between a half-step life and death realm and a heavy heaven in the life and death realm.

Against the First Heaven of the Life and Death Realm, Wen Qingye was confident that he could kill it, but the black-robed man in front of him was the cultivation of the Life and Death Realm Double Heaven, and he must not be an ordinary person.

"Wen Qingye, say goodbye to your relatives, hahahaha"

The black-robed man laughed wildly, with a trace of strange fluctuations in his laughter, extremely sharp and sharp, like thousands of flying needles rushing towards Wen Qingye.

"Some three-legged cat tricks, I advise you not to use them, it's a waste of time," Wen Qingye shook his head and said.

Bang bang!

As he spoke, Wen Qingye waved his sleeves, and the pale golden vitality swung out from his palm, directly colliding with the thousands of flying needles, and the flying needles were directly dissipated by the pale golden vitality and dissipated into the sky.

"Okay, then let's see the real chapter under our hands."

After the black-robed man finished speaking, the momentum of his whole body began to rise continuously, and the surrounding vitality formed a circle of light, exuding strange fluctuations, that kind of fluctuations, extremely powerful.

Although everyone was fighting, they all looked here, and the people of the three factions were extremely anxious, but the people of the Burial Heaven Sect were the opposite, with a hint of heat and expectation.

It seems that the next moment is the time for Wen Qingye's death to disappear.

"Buzz!"

Under the convergence of countless rays of light, the black-robed man's palm became more and more forceful, and in the next moment, his eyes suddenly became cold, and his body trembled, and he disappeared out of thin air.

Boom!

Wen Qingye's expression was indifferent, and he didn't hesitate to blast forward with a punch, this punch was extremely fast with the law of Swift Wind.

Bang!

The pale golden vitality rushed wildly, and the majestic vitality gathered together, roaring out like an angry dragon, mixed with a terrifying force that was enough to blast a half-step master of the life and death realm into serious injuries with one punch.

In the void space, a huge fist tore out, red light surged, the domineering and blazing, so that the void was distorted, the fire fist swept by, the domineering power was already as fast as lightning and the pale gold wrapped fist hard together.

Bang!

It was like the sound of people standing next to the chariot when the chariot hit the city wall during the siege of the city, which shook the depths of people's hearts.

A terrifying wind swept out from fist to fist, spreading out layer by layer with fluctuations visible to the naked eye.

Wen Qingye's body didn't move at all, he looked ahead, the void there was a little distorted, and the figure of the black-robed man was slowly revealed.

"Don't be tempted, show your true strength"

Wen Qingye's face was expressionless, and then he threw a fierce punch, and that punch was like a thunderbolt across the sky, blasting into the void at an indescribable speed, with a strength of 30,000 catties, and the air made a trembling sound.

"Hmph"

The black-robed man's eyes were cold and ruthless, and a cold snort came out of his mouth, but in that eye, it was finally completely solemn, and he saw that as soon as he stretched out his palm, the vigorous and boundless vitality began to surge out of his sea of qi, instilling it towards his meridians.

Then, behind him, countless lines of red light erupted.

"The way of fire! Heaven and earth fire descend!"

With a cold snort from the black-robed man, the red light began to transform continuously, and it turned into a flame that burned the heavens, whistling, the flame was extremely hot, with a trace of weird red, like an ancient giant beast roaring wildly, roaring, faintly with the momentum of sweeping the eight desolations.

Everyone around felt that the temperature was constantly rising, and they were all shocked, who is this person? This level of martial arts is definitely not low, not ordinary people can learn, not ordinary people can learn.

The masters of the three factions are all nervous, is Wen Qingye his opponent?

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