"snort!"

Wu Jian snorted coldly, and the air around him seemed to be a bit colder. This showed how angry he was inside.

"Do you think... you alone can make me run away?"

Duan Lingtian looked Wu Jian up and down for a while, then smiled faintly, his face was as calm as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his expression. As he spoke, he seemed not to take Wu Jian seriously at all.

"You're looking for death!"

Upon hearing Duan Lingtian's sarcasm, Wu Jian's eyes became colder and sterner, and waves of frightening chills emanated from his body.

He, Wu Jian, is the son of the leader of the Zhenwu Sect and the proud son of heaven.

Since childhood, he has shown extremely evil talent and understanding. In the end, he has skyrocketed all the way. In his early forties, he has broken through to the 'Martial Emperor Realm' and became a powerful Martial Emperor.

Now, more than ten years later, he has reached the seventh level of the Martial Emperor Realm and has become one of the pillars of Zhenwu Sect.

Today, he came to avenge his beloved brother, but was humiliated by his enemies, making his anger uncontrollable and ready to come out without reservation.

boom!

At the same time, the energy in Wu Jian's body surged, turning into milky white flames in an instant, causing the power of heaven and earth to turbulence in the void above his head, and in a moment it turned into a strange phenomenon of heaven and earth.

The phantom of an ancient blue dragon appeared, lifelike, and the huge body of the ancient blue dragon gave people a visual shock.

For a moment, the milky white flame changed and incorporated several other 'mysteries'.

As Wu Jian raised his hand, a seven-foot spear appeared in his hand. The spear shook like a dragon coming out of its cave, spraying out a sharp spear light.

For a moment, in the void above his head, the power of heaven and earth was turbulent again, and finally gathered into the power of three ancient blue dragons, plus the power of a thousand ancient horned dragons.

"die!"

Suddenly, Wu Jian let out a loud shout, and shot at Duan Lingtian with both his men and his gun. It was like a bolt of lightning that flashed away.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

…

Wherever Wu Jian passed, the sound of air explosions undulated continuously, and the force of the rolling shook the air currents in the air. Invisible air waves were set off, turning into strong winds that ravaged the entire Zhou family auction house.

For a time, there was a strong wind and dust in the auction house.

However, none of the guests in the auction house left the auction house because of this. Their eyes were fixed on the purple figure high in the sky.

They knew that there was going to be a good show soon.

Wu Jian, who is at the seventh level of the Martial Emperor Realm, faces off against the young man in purple who is at the seventh level of the Martial Emperor Realm.

"Young Sect Master!"

Wu Jian took action so quickly that the four old men following him did not have time to react. When they did, they found that their young sect leader had already taken action.

At this time, although they were unsure, they could only bite the bullet.

On strength.

None of the four of them is as good as "Wu Jian", but who makes them the elders of Zhenwu Sect?

Could it be that the young sect leader was already involved and they still stood idly by?

call!

Just when Wu Jian and the four old men attacked together to kill Duan Lingtian, Duan Lingtian disappeared out of thin air in front of their eyes, making their attack like a violent storm in vain.

"So fast!"
Chapter completed!