Yan Hanyu was a great saint after all, and her mood was much more determined than an ordinary woman. She was attacked but she was bitten tightly and trembled slightly, and she did not show too badly.

However, Mocuo's heart was bleeding and hissed: "Zuo Mu, if you have the ability to come to me and bully a woman, you will be the Great Sage."

Fang Mofeng, the leader of the Meteorite Temple, said: "You humiliate the Meteorite Temple so much. Even if you leave the battlefield of hunting heaven alive, your master will definitely chase you to the ends of the world. Can you escape?"

"Why can't you escape? At worst, I will take your head and surrender to Tianchu Civilization. Can the old guy still break into Tianchu Civilization and kill me?"

Zuo Mu Shengjun laughed wildly, then grabbed Yan Hanyu's neck hard, lifted her delicate body slightly, and his snow-white face was almost pressed to his mouth, saying, "Junior Brother Mocuo, when you helped the Temple of Destiny and chased the Senior Brother, did you ever think that this day would happen? As a Shura, if you don't work hard to practice killing, but you are moved by a woman, you will be destined to be mediocre in your life."

"Boom."

Mocuo let out a long roar, and blood rays burst out from his body, which were burning the holy blood, trying to break the seal in his body.

The iron chain in the form of centipede was shaken and dinged.

The centipede's foot thorn slowly moved out of his body, and was about to get out of the trap. Two beams of light shot out from Zuo Mu's holy king's pupils, hitting Mocuo's chest.

"Puff."

Mocuo's body was sunk and a large amount of blood mist flew out.

"My junior brother Mocuo, my senior brother will teach you a lesson today. The weak can only be slaughtered by others and endure helpless pain."

Zuo Mu Shengjun stared at Yan Hanyu, and was about to humiliate her in front of Mocuo to vent her resentment and boundless hatred in his heart.

Suddenly, Zuo Mu Shengjun felt the danger and looked up.

A fire cloud containing divine power fell from the sky and in an instant, it reached his head.

"Yan Shen's Legs."

Zhang Ruochen stood above the fire cloud, like a worldly evil god, with divine power surging on his left foot, dense divine patterns intertwined, and the dazzling flames illuminated the dark stars for a short time.

"Boom."

Half of Zuo Mu Shengjun's body was stepped into the ground. Even though his arms blocked Zhang Ruochen's left leg, he still spit out a mouthful of purple blood from his mouth, and his whole body was suppressed so much that he could not move.

"Da Kuntun point."

Yuhuang Bu Ruojinghong turned into a lightning afterimage, rushed behind Zuo Mu Shengjun, and pointed out with a guide.

This finger is in the middle of the brain.

"Paipa."

The skull of Zuo Mu Shengjun was centered on Emperor Yu's fingertips, and broken marks appeared and collapsed inward.
Chapter completed!