With his arrogance, he actually made him directly ignore Wu Zhe and the others, and he didn't find that the several demon immortals he was his opponent were all headed by Wu Zhe.

Seeing this, Bai Ziyue stood up directly, no matter whether he was trying to shoot Wu Zhe's sycophants, he still felt that the atmosphere at the scene was very embarrassing.

"Ahem, Champion Hou, let me introduce you, this is the sect master of my natural sect. Now several of us are natural. As he spoke, Bai Ziyue pointed to several demon immortals and Jingren monks.

Although these few people in front of him are either the world-famous demon immortals, or the remnants of the Great Chan Temple who have reached the realm of martial saints, but the look of the champion Hou did not have the slightest panic, obviously, he is full of confidence, presumably relying on something.

However, after hearing Bai Ziyue's introduction to Wu Zhe, he heard that several strong people in front of him had actually been subdued by Wu Zhe.

At this time, the champion Hou Yang Anxin was flustered for the first time, because although he didn't take these people in front of him in his eyes, he also thought that he didn't have absolute confidence in subduing them, that is to say, the person in front of him, who was called the Sect Master of the Natural Sect by Bai Ziyue, would at least not be weaker than him.

He is arrogant, but being able to cultivate to such a realm at least shows that he is not stupid!

And he saw that Wu Zhe's expression had not changed a little from beginning to end, obviously this was a sure victory in his heart, just like he usually dealt with the enemy.

"Champion Hou, since you are here today, then you don't want to go, if you surrender to this seat, this seat can be merciful and spare your life." At this moment, Wu Zhe, who had been ignored by the champion Hou, said coldly.

The clay figure still has three points of fire, although Wu Zhe is very low-key on weekdays, but it is the first time that he has been despised so much.

However, although the champion Hou was a little panicked in his heart, how could he, who thought he was the protagonist, be able to stand Wu Zhe's words of contempt for him so much.

So, he snorted coldly and said: "Benhou is the son of the Mandate of Heaven, and has obtained the inheritance of the ancient Holy Emperor's "plate", this world will be mine sooner or later, and it is really a fool's dream to want Benhou to surrender to you." ”

"It's up to you, I'm afraid it will scare you if I say it, even if Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji join forces to urge the boat of creation, I can't help it, you are just a "little" martial saint, you are so arrogant, trying in vain to resist this seat. Wu Zhe smiled disdainfully.

"Humph! What about Hong Xuanji, what about Yang Pan, it's just that he was born earlier than me, if I was the same age as them, I would have broken through to the realm of immortals a long time ago, give me death! ”

Champion Hou's whole body was wrapped in a piece of mercury-like moonlight, and he flew up violently and quickly, killing Wu Zhe.

At the same time, he had an extra dark purple spear in his hand.

Although this spear is dark purple as a whole, among those dark purples, there are mysterious eyes, and on the entire body of the spear, there are hundreds of eyes, constantly turning, mysterious to the extreme, and suddenly soaring.

A shot came, incredibly fast, and before the sound arrived, the person arrived.

Champion Hou wrapped his body with the cold moon of the goddess of the moon, and with the help of her huge power, it flew up violently and quickly, bursting out several times faster, and this "goddess of the moon" is almost equivalent to the true body of the god of the underworld, and the power is extremely powerful, and it can give full play to the martial arts of the champion Hou.

Phew!

The dark purple spear with a hundred eyes, accompanied by the strong qi and blood and fist intent of the champion Hou, came at a speed beyond the sound and pierced Wu Zhe's head.

"Lance of Death! This is a weapon used by the god of war "Death" three thousand years ago, and the god of war "Death" once used this gun to pierce the finger of the first generation of the Sect Master of the Xuantian Pavilion, the Dark Emperor Daoist, and it is a powerful artifact second only to the Holy Emperor's magic weapon. ”

The Peacock King, the Jingren Monk and the others quickly recognized the spear used by the Champion Hou as the famous Mourning Spear.

However, when the Peacock King and the others had just uttered half a syllable of the word 'mourning', the tip of the "Mourning Divine Spear" had already come to Wu Zhe less than a meter in front of him, as if it would pierce Wu Zhe's body in the next moment, piercing him.

I saw that Wu Zhe waved his hand casually, and slapped it accurately on the Grim Mang Spear.

The Misery Spear was almost slapped crooked by Wu Zhe, and the champion Hou was even more like a heavy blow and was directly knocked away.

However, Wu Zhe knew that one of the purposes of this trip was to subdue the champion Hou, so he still kept his strength so that he would not kill the champion Hou at once, and even, in fact, he was not injured.

Wu Zhe just shot just now to have a deterrent effect, and by the way, let the champion Hou Yangan realize the gap between the two, so that he could calm down.

After Wu Zhe beat the champion Hou, he slowly withdrew his outstretched hand.

patted Hong Yi beside him, pointed to the champion Hou who was still on the ground and said to him: "Apprentice, this time I was supposed to bring you to collect your subordinates for the teacher, but you haven't made a move yet, and now for the teacher, your cultivation has been temporarily sealed to the same level as him, and you go to subdue him." ”

Just now, when Wu Zhe was filming Hong Yi, he sealed most of his cultivation by the way.

However, the champion Hou Yang'an has a Misery Divine Spear, and even has the Panhuang Soul Sword on his body, relying on these artifacts, it seems that Hong Yi is not his opponent.

However, Hong Yi's actual martial arts cultivation far surpasses him, not to mention the martial arts realm, Hong Yi's strength and blood alone are not comparable to the current champion Hou.

Therefore, the two actually have their own advantages, and their strength can only be said to be half a catty.

Wu Zhe took these into account as early as when he made this decision.

At this time, the champion Hou Yangan had already stood up, holding the gun in one hand, and Hong Yi also reacted and stood facing him.

Champion Hou burst out again, and quickly rushed towards Hong Yi, and a sonic boom sounded in the air again.

In the void, a golden Buddha suddenly appeared in the air, casting a wisdom seal, forming a ring between his middle finger and index finger, and clamping the tip of the "Death Mang Divine Spear" at once, but it was Hong Yi who made a move.

"The Divine Spear used by the God of War 'Death' three thousand years ago is really powerful, with my seven thunder tribulations of the divine soul to urge the wisdom fist seal, there is actually a tendency to be irresistible, this divine spear, the fighting spirit is boundless, it is worthy of being the weapon of the ancient god of war, even the founder of the Xuantian Pavilion, the Dark Emperor Daoist, can break through with a finger!"

Hong Yi was not shocked on the surface, but in fact, there were huge waves in his heart, and at the same time, he did not forget to cast the seal of the law to contain the champion Hou's "Divine Spear".

But at this moment, the hundred eyes on the purple-gold body of the "Mourning Divine Spear" suddenly opened suddenly, and in the flickering of the pupils, a powerful fist intent was conveyed from the body of the gun, and the target was directed at Hong Yi.

Champion Hou understood that he couldn't help himself now, and saw that Wu Zhe wanted to use himself to sharpen the young man in front of him who was about the same age as himself, so he directly went all out, and did not dare to disobey Wu Zhe's idea.

This fist intent was almost condensed into substance, with a strong battle array rushing to kill, thousands of troops and horses moving forward with the indomitable killing intent, there was no mercy in it, it was pure fighting and killing.

Click, click!

The fist spirit that rushed out of this "Mourning Divine Spear" suddenly shook the index finger and middle finger of the Rulai Fayin that Hong Yi had conjured up!

"Hahaha, good time!"

Facing the fist spirit that attacked him on the "Mourning Spear", Hong Yi did not retreat but advanced.