Bite!

The sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly came out, the little dragon on the silver thunder gun and Teng Huan's golden claws competed with each other, slowly, as time passed, cracks began to appear on the little dragon's body, obviously unable to withstand Teng Huan's terrifying attack power, but the golden light on Teng Huan's hand also dimmed.

The qi wave knocked Wu Jun backwards, and after smashing several rocks, he stopped, and the clothes on his upper body were completely shattered, revealing the slightly dark skin, and the muscles full of explosive power were evenly distributed, and on his chest, there was an obvious redness and swelling, which was injured by the back handle of the silver thunder gun, just now Teng Huan's attack not only broke the silver dragon's seventeen kills, but also knocked the silver thunder gun back into his body and made him fly so far.

Wu Jun crouched on the ground, a pair of bright eyes looked at Teng Huan with some excitement, coughed up a trace of blood, and shook his hand to wipe it dry, although he fell behind in the battle just now, but it was worth it, just now he left a lot of backhands in the time of the fight!

Teng Huan looked at the several silver thunder dragons that surrounded him with an ugly face, these thunder dragons were much larger than the one Wu Jun had just pointed out on the tip of the spear, a total of four, surrounded him and entangled him, the lock of that breath made him dare not move at all, he understood that as long as he dared to move at this time, he would meet the stormy attack of these four thunder dragons, and he smelled a dangerous smell from these thunder dragons!

"Drink!"

Seeing that Teng Huan finally couldn't escape with his amazing speed, Wu Juncai relieved himself and launched this thunderous blow!

The four silver dragons wrapped around Teng Huan's thin figure, emitting an amazing thunder light all over his body, and the aura of destruction that frightened Teng Huan continued to rise, until the four thunder dragons turned into a piece of silver light, and within ten square meters where Teng Huan was, it turned into a huge thunderball, silver lightning flashed beside him, and the ground was pressed out of a huge black pit, and finally, when the violent aura of the thunderball reached its peak, the devastating explosion finally broke out, and for a while, all the fighting Qingxiao Sect martial artists and Wu Jiaxuan people stopped their hands and looked at this apocalyptic scene in amazement。

The mysteries of the Wu family are naturally full of excitement, their young master surprised them again, Wu Jun's combat effectiveness is simply terrifying, and the warriors of Qingxiao Sect are a little sluggish, if Teng Huan is solved, then they are finished, they dare to fight with the Wu family with such a few people because of Teng Huan's existence, Teng Huan's strength in Qingxiao Sect can be described as the top three, if he is also defeated, then the old nest of Qingxiao Sect will really be taken by the Wu family, at that time, what is there to talk about defeating the Wu family, even if you have a big advantage on the frontal battlefield, the old nest is gone, so what's the use？

After a long time, the violent thunder was finally extinguished, but there were still silver lightning flashes on the giant pit, and a very embarrassed figure stood inside, exuding a dim golden light, although it could be seen that it must have suffered a lot of injuries, but it was not resolved, he still had the strength to fight!

Wu Jun took a deep breath and looked at Teng Huan solemnly, the Silver Dragon Seventeen Kills just now was the complete version of the Silver Dragon Seventeen Kills that he borrowed from Hong Lao in that short battle time, and the complete version of the Silver Dragon Seventeen Kills that was quickly condensed was not comparable to his small ones, but even so, this Teng Huan was not dead, and even though he was seriously injured, he did not lose his combat effectiveness, it seems that this Teng Huan is really not simple! This made Wu Jun think a little more highly of this old man.

Teng Huan, who was trembling a little with anger, stared at Wu Jun through gritted teeth, if it weren't for the fact that he had just input all his mystical power into the demon soul, so that he briefly showed a faint demon shadow to resist most of the explosions, he would never have suffered such a little injury now.

Even so, he has no Xuan power now, his combat power in a short period of time is really limited, I am afraid that if he continues to fight, he will lose, this Xuan Soul Realm kid's combat power is far less simple than his superficial cultivation, and it is only now that he really treats Wu Jun as a master of the same level, but it is already a little late.

However, he still has the last hole card that has not been used, this hole card is enough to bury all the Wu family warriors who came to attack Qingxiao Sect this time, but the price is a bit big, he is easily unwilling to use it, and now it seems that it is not necessary.

Flying out of the giant pit, he retreated to the entrance of the sect with a group of Qingxiao Sect martial artists, looking at the Wu family martial artists with a wary face, now he is really a little vulnerable, if he is attacked by a sneak attack, it will be a little unlucky.

Wu Jun and the others vigilantly watched the movements of the Qingxiao Sect warriors, but they did not have the slightest intention of pursuing, this is someone's territory, if they rush to pursue, I am afraid that they will lose a lot, then the gains outweigh the losses, and Wu Jun is also extremely jealous of Teng Huan, with the fight again and again, he has reached the point where he can no longer pay attention to Teng Huan, although now it seems that he has no threat, but who knows if this old guy will suddenly attack the next moment, the terrifying attack power is really a headache for him, even the small silver dragon seventeen kills are not his opponents, if there is no help from Hong Lao, then he must be defeated。

"Hmph, you and other young people, you dare to invade my Qingxiao Sect today, it seems that it will not work if I don't give you some color to see!" After successfully retreating to the gate of the sect, this Teng Huan seemed to be relieved, as if he had something to rely on, although he no longer had much strength, but he was even more arrogant, and there was a hideous smile on his face, which made the Wu family warriors a little frightened.

"It's time to come, old Zamao, you are still hard-mouthed, Ben Shao will definitely teach you a good lesson in a while!" Wu Jun shouted, although the words were very hard, but he didn't have much confidence, after Teng Huan and the others retreated, he suddenly felt a sense of unease, he already regretted that he let the martial artists of Qingxiao Sect go so easily, even if they paid a price, they shouldn't be allowed to return like this, this is someone's territory, who knows what trouble people will make.

Facts have proved that Wu Jun's regret is not wrong, but it is a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world.

"Rise!"

Teng Huan shouted, with his order, the remaining dozens of martial artists of the Qingxiao Sect all formed an identical seal knot, since this seal knot appeared, everyone in the Wu family not only Wu Jun, but everyone felt an inexplicable uneasiness.

"Blue Sky Flowing Cloud Array!"

Between the shaking of the earth and the mountains, the clouds around the towering Qingxiao Mountain turned into a stream of aura and entered the square, and slowly formed a semicircular neon array, in which the aura flowed, and the aura shrouded the square like a substance, and no one could enter or exit, completely isolating the people of the Wu family from the people of the Qingxiao Sect.

Wu Jun's face was pale, he knew that this time he was really in trouble!