"Hmph!" The male True Immortal from Guixu Dojo snorted coldly.

"If you don't accept it? Then get over it!" Wang Xuan pointed, and walked over with the iron bar, saying: "If you are afraid, I will fight you with two fingers!" "You... are so presumptuous!"

The male True Immortal from Guixu Dojo shouted.

After Wang Xuan heard this, he put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together and fired out a bright runic beam, which shot toward him.

The male True Immortal of Guixu Dojo did not dodge. He directly released the spell and waved his fist seal. He really didn't believe in evil, so he couldn't block the opponent's two fingers? As a result, with a pop, he was split in half.

!Everyone was shocked. The two sides were far apart. Sun Wukong's rain-rooted finger glowed, and it fell like a sword from the sky, cutting into pieces the true immortal who was attacking with all his strength in the Guixu Dojo!

"You..." This true immortal is not dead, and the two halves of his body were restored immediately. However, his spirit is dark, and he was also split apart just now. He is shocked and a little unbelievable. Both sides

Is the gap so big? "Sun Wukong, you've gone too far!" shouted the late Heaven-level master from the Guixu Dojo. The masters of the True Saint Dojo were still very intimidating.

He directly stretched out a big hand and wanted to snatch Wang Xuan away and give him the harshest revenge. At the very least, he would be killed on the spot.

Many people's expressions changed in Chongxiao Palace. Zheng Sijian immediately stirred up his sword energy and prepared to block.

However, everyone was shocked at this moment, because Sun Wukong shot the arrow very fiercely.

He used the Yaotian Palace and defended himself with the Western Heaven Shield. He opened his bow unscrupulously and shot out terrifying arrows.

In the end, it was the descendant of the late Heavenly Level from Guixu Dojo who fell backwards with broken palms and bloody hands.

"You..." He didn't do anything again, with a gloomy expression. He is a disciple of Guixu Dojo, but he is not a descendant of a true saint. He does not have alien-level treasures on his body. He really can't deal with Sun Wukong at the moment.

Wang Xuan killed and wounded two people in Guixu Dojo, and felt much happier. Last time, people from this dojo raided Black Peacock Mountain at night, fished him away and wanted to convert him. This dojo was on his blacklist.

"This Sun Wukong is indeed powerful, but he is also really a troublemaker!" In the distance, Gu Cheng, a core disciple of Kuji Ridge, commented in a low voice. This time the discussion could not be carried out because Sun Wukong was disrupting it alone. At this time

, Wang Xuan is secretly communicating with the mobile phone.

"There is a Chaos Pool in the Branch Dojo of Kuji Ridge, and there is a Chaos Golden Lotus growing there. Do you want to go and have a look?" The mobile phone's Rare Object responded: "No, that thing is a Rare Item of Creation, but you can't transplant it or take it away by force.

It will only cause it to die miserably." "Who says it can't survive? Find the help of the health stove. With it, you can successfully transplant it. Let's join hands!" Wang Xuan said.
Chapter completed!