"Zhao Wuji?"

Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed into a gap, staring at the void that was smashed by a punch.

An unprecedented solemnity flashed through his eyes.

The power of that punch just now was really terrifying.

Zhao Xing looked at the punch to save himself, and suddenly felt a sense of glory for surviving the disaster. At the same time, he became excited and looked at Xiao Yi with a proud look: "Hahaha, Xiao Yi, don't you want to kill me?"

You should continue now, you can try killing me..." Zhao Xingzhuo was crazy.

He is the highest elder of the martial clan.

Just under the patriarch of the Wu clan.

Respectful status and lofty strength.

As a result, when facing Xiao Yi, who was in full force mode, was defeated so humiliatingly.

How could he bear this?

And now... this sudden punch in the void shattered Xiao Yi's attack and pulled him back on the verge of death.

More importantly, he knew very well that the master of this punch was the strongest person in the entire Xuan Realm, the king of the Martial Clan.

Their clan leader! The strong men around the ancient Shenyuan also changed their faces under this punch: "This, is the clan leader of the martial clan appearing?"

"Is that guy really here?"

Fang Tianchi's eyes were full of solemnity and deep fear, "Since ten thousand years ago, the Palace of Eternal Life was destroyed, he has been in seclusion and has never revealed his true body.

Is it finally out of seclusion now?

Now, how powerful is he?”

The leader of the Wu clan, this is an extremely mysterious existence.

There are many rumors about him... Some people say that Zhao Wuji, who was the one who overthrew the rule of the Qingtian Palace overthrew the Qingtian Realm, was also seriously injured, so he has been in seclusion.

There are also rumors that this is not Zhao Wuji, but a peerless genius among the martial clan.

Some people even say that this is the reincarnation and rebirth of a peak ancestor of the Martial clan.

But no one knows which one is the truth! Even though Zhao Xing, who has been in charge of the entire martial clan since ancient times, did not know the true identity of the clan leader.

Boom! In the void, deep bursts came from the shattered void.

A stream of frenzied void storms seemed to be out of the reins and were about to rush out of the cage.

"Welcome to the patriarch!"

"The patriarch is here, hahaha, the patriarch has actually come out of seclusion. Who else is the opponent of our patriarch in the huge Xuan Realm now?"

"The Martial Clan is mighty..."                                                                                                                          

Just as Xiao Yi completely exploded his strength.

When they smashed Zhao Xing's body strongly and neatly, they all thought that the plan of the Martial Clan to unify the Xuan Domain was about to fail. After all, they had already lost this gambling battle.

And now, the mysterious patriarch of the Wu clan finally appeared.

With that person's strong strength, he can sweep the entire Xuan Realm.

Who can stop their martial clan from moving forward?

The opposite is the strong men of the Tiance clan. At this moment, they all looked alert and solemn, and many people were already desperate.

This is the patriarch of the Martial Clan! One is likely to be the legendary existence that overthrew the entire Palace of Eternal Life on its own.

A legendary martial god! Xiao Yi is indeed powerful, but who can be a match for God?

This is a unified idea in almost everyone's mind.

At this moment... In the broken void, all the storms stagnated violently, and then the smoke disappeared.

The terrifying roar disappeared in an instant.

But it was this silence that made everyone unable to help but hold their breath. Even though Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes at this moment, his muscles were tense.

The blood in the body was churning.

Beware to the extreme.

He could feel danger, and there was an extremely terrible existence coming from the void.

Bang! A cold palm suddenly poked out from the crack in the void.

The pale fingers grabbed the edge of the crack and then flew out slowly, but what no one expected was that the hand had just reached the position of the shoulder and there was no trace anymore.

This was just a left arm that poked out from the depths of the void.

Hiss!                                                              

He looked at the hanging arm in front of him with disbelief.

"Just, just an arm?"

“What’s going on?

How could it be just an arm?

Didn’t it mean that the leader of the Wu clan came?"

All the strong men showed a look of shock and incredible expression on their faces.

Anyone who sees an arm running out of the depths of the void will be stunned?

However... What no one expected was that Zhao Xing's soul actually knelt directly in front of the arm and said respectfully: "Zhao Xing, the great elder of the Martial clan, welcome the patriarch's left arm to come!"

Buzz!                                                              

Everyone was confused and shocked.

"This is actually the left arm of the leader of the Wu clan?"

"What's going on with the patriarch of the Wu clan?

What came was just a left arm?

And, and, moreover, this is just an arm. How did he survive alone in the world?"

Even if the powerful people in the Saint Venerable Realm who are sufficient to be reborn with flesh and blood, once the broken arm is cut off, they will at most let the broken arm be regenerated.

But it is impossible to say that the broken arm can move freely on its own! "Zhao Xing..." The arm stood in the air, and his fingers gently tapped the void. Although there was no verbal speech, a majestic voice echoed in everyone's ears at the same time.

"I am, I am..." Zhao Xing trembled all over and responded quickly.

A low voice came from above the left arm: "You have disappointed me so much!"

Zhao Xing's pupils suddenly shrank, and he said with a nervous look: "I didn't expect Xiao Yi to be so powerful, and he would be defeated by him for a moment of carelessness, and he would smear my martial clan's face.

I pray that the patriarch can give his subordinate another chance..."                                                        �

The left arm around Zhao Xing's soul slowly turned, like a flying butterfly, falling lightly above Zhao Xing's soul's head.

A finger gently poked out and landed on top of his head.

This scene is extremely strange.

A broken arm.

The index finger gently landed on the head of a soul.

The face of the soul was full of fear and despair, and his voice was trembling in fear: "Give me your life, please spare me... Please think of my subordinates' diligence over the years, please give me another chance, please..."                                                                                                  �

I saw the index finger on my left arm gently lifting it and then quietly falling down.

It's like putting it on the table on a weekday and gently tapping the fingers on the table.

So lightly fell.

But it was this moment... Zhao Xing's soul, who was still begging for mercy just now, trembled suddenly, and then burst inch by inch until it disappeared.

"..."                                                              �

This left arm is really terrible! This is the soul of the great elder of the Martial Clan at the 5,000-step realm of the Great Dao! Even if Xiao Yi wants to break his soul, it will take a lot of effort if he does not use the power of the God-Destroying Power.

As a result...                                                             �

Xiao Yi's heart was also extremely shocked.

Just one arm, you already have an invincible posture! What a terrible existence is the leader of the Martial clan?
Chapter completed!