Kowloon God Emperor

boom!

Murong Xuanji was struck down from the sky by a purple knife light, smashing a barren mountain below into pieces.

"Cough cough..."

Murong Xuanji coughed violently, and a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. His face was extremely pale. He tightly grasped the Fang Tian Huaji in his hand and forced himself to stand up.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

Zhuo Donglai, Luo Zixiao, Wang Yunyang and others descended from the sky and surrounded him in an instant, each of them with an extremely cold murderous intent in their eyes.

"Murong Xuanji, this is what happens when you help Su Linger and go against us!"

Zhuo Donglai said in a cold voice, then suddenly punched out.

boom!

He punched Murong Xuanji on the chest, and Murong Xuanji's chest collapsed immediately. He spurted out blood from his mouth and flew out again.

It seemed as if they didn't want to kill Murong Xuanji outright, but instead were torturing and humiliating him.

Anyway, if you die in the secret realm of ascension, only your spirit will be injured and you won't really die.

So, they planned to humiliate Murong Xuanji.

“Pfft… Taiyi Holy Land and Shenxiao Sect, are you only capable of using your numbers to bully the weak? If it’s a fair fight, you’ll all die!”

Murong Xuanji spat out a mouthful of blood, stared at Zhuo Donglai and Luo Zixiao and sneered.

"You still dare to be stubborn? You are courting death!"

There was a flash of murderous intent in Luo Zixiao's eyes, and he kicked Murong Xuanji in the abdomen from mid-air, kicking Murong Xuanji out again.

He was extremely angry.

According to the disciples of the Shenxiao Sect, Murong Xuanji was not very strong before entering the Ascension Secret Realm, and he could not even defeat Lei Ze.

But who could have thought that after entering the Secret Realm of Ascension, Murong Xuanji's combat power increased dramatically, his cultivation level soared, and he was able to fight against so many people on his own for so long.

Even Luo Zixiao was hit by Murong Xuanji's halberd, leaving a bloody mark on his handsome face, making him extremely angry.

"Murong Xuanji, tell us where Su Chen is, maybe I will give you a quick death! Otherwise, even if you leave the Ascension Secret Realm, you will definitely die!"

Zhuo Donglai said coldly.

“Don’t even think about it! Don’t say I don’t know where Su Chen is. Even if I knew, I wouldn’t be able to tell you! If you have the guts, just kill Grandpa. But I, Murong Xuanji, have made note of Taiyi Holy Land and Shenxiao Sect. Sooner or later, I will make you pay for your blood debt with blood!”

Murong Xuanji stared at Zhuo Donglai and Luo Zixiao, his eyes filled with crazy murderous intent, and he had no intention of surrendering at all.

"Murong Xuanji, you are looking for death!"

A cold light flashed in Luo Zixiao's eyes, and suddenly he came like a bolt of lightning, stepped on Murong Xuanji's face, and pushed him into the ground.

"What good will it do you to help Su Chen? Even if you saved his sister, he would still hide away like a turtle and not dare to show up! He is just a lowly person in the East Desert. You are willing to associate with him. You are really degrading!"

Luo Zixiao sneered, his eyes full of mockery.

His feet moved slowly, and the oppressive force made Murong Xuanji unable to move. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and his eyes were full of anger and coldness.

"He is from the Eastern Wasteland... so what? He is... ten thousand times stronger than you..."

An extremely hoarse voice uttered from Murong Xuanji's mouth.

Everyone around couldn't help but be moved.

The bones are too hard!

He fought against Zhuo Donglai, Luo Zixiao and others on his own, and put himself in danger to save Su Linger. Now he is being humiliated wantonly.

They were also full of sympathy for Murong Xuanji.

What a pity, why do we have to offend Taiyi Holy Land and Shenxiao Sect?

"You want to die, then I will grant your wish today!!!"

Luo Zixiao's eyes were filled with sinister murderous intent. The Zixiao Thunder Blade in his palm was intertwined with terrifying murderous intent. He slowly raised it up, and the terrifying murderous intent locked onto Murong Xuanji.

He wanted to chop off Murong Xuanji's head with one blow.

Rumble!

But at this moment, there seemed to be a loud sound of thunder above the nine heavens, and a blazing divine light rose, as if there was a bright sun hanging high above the nine heavens.

Then, amid the shocked and unbelievable gazes of the crowd, the bright sun appeared out of nowhere, its light was extremely brilliant and dazzling, it turned into an extremely powerful fist, and fiercely suppressed Luo Zixiao.

"Who is it?! You're looking for death!"

Luo Zixiao was furious, his eyes full of surprise and doubt, but the punch was too fast and arrived in front of him in an instant.

boom!

He raised the Purple Thunder Blade and slashed it in the air.

In an instant, the fist and the sword light collided. Under the incredulous gaze of the crowd, Luo Zixiao's sword light was like paper. It was torn apart directly like a dead tree or rotten wood, and then slammed heavily on the Zixiao Thunder Sword.

Zheng!

The Zixiao Thunder Blade trembled violently and flew out of his hand in an instant. Luo Zixiao's eyes were filled with extreme horror, his whole body trembled violently, and he staggered backwards.

Snapped!

At this moment, a palm print as fast as lightning came from nowhere, at an extremely fast speed, and hit Luo Zixiao's face hard, sending Luo Zixiao flying.

"You dare to touch my brother Su Chen, do you want to die?!"

A cold and suppressed angry voice sounded, like thunder in broad daylight, shaking the empty space in all directions, making everyone tremble all over and turn pale.