Gao Wu Arrives

"Where can it be so simple? So many of us have seen this scene. If the elder of the Purple Cloud Sect killed someone, it is impossible not to leak this news!" The people around him shook their heads.

Someone stunned and said, "What if the elder of the Purple Cloud Sect kills?"

As soon as this statement was made, many people nearby had their scalp numb, and the urge to walk away with their legs arose in their hearts.

They came to watch the game in hopes of gaining something, not forsaking their own lives.

"What do you want!" An old man rolled his eyes, very calm, and said: "Not to mention that each school has a secret method that can track the traces of disciples. Even the earlier disputes in the city have attracted many people's attention. Can it be half of it? The people in the city are all blood washed?"

This is simply impossible.

Even Zixiaozong couldn't do such a thing. Because I did it, no one will come to them in the future.

Hearing this, the people nearby gradually felt relieved.

"That's good, what the old brother said just now is really scary..." Many people let out a sigh.

The old man with a pale head looked up at the sky and said, "There is no way to kill, but this young man will definitely have to suffer."

He injured Zhang Quan and angered the opponent. How could he not be cruel?

The fact is also true.

Zhang Quan originally only acted in accordance with the order, and wanted to take the purple-clothed boy back. But being pierced through the palm of his hand, the red blood rolled down, and his heart gradually became angry.

There was a chill in Zhang Quan's eyes.

I thought that no matter where you are, you will have a good meal today.

So he really started to get fierce, and the many magical powers of the Zixiaozong came with his hands, fists and palms came out, the mysterious purple light cut through the sky, hitting across the sky again and again.

For a moment, the purple-clothed boy couldn't hold it anymore.

Even if he is holding an imperfect Dao weapon, his combat experience is still too weak compared to the old Zhang Quan, and it is no different from a young boy.

In fact, his foundation is very solid. If he can really exert his full strength, relying on the Dao weapon in his hand, he can compete with Zhang Quan, and victory may not be impossible.

However, he had too little actual combat. Since he was young, he has been living in the gate of the mountain. The old servant in the gate is very fond of him and has always let him.

And now, he suffered a big loss.

"Boom!" With a roar, Zhang Quan fought close, his hands seemed to be purple jade, and he traversed a mysterious track in the void and patted it out.

The purple-clothed boy raised the purple jade flute, and then flew out, feeling his arms numb.

But at this time Zhang Quan was right and unforgiving, and pursued the victory.

The purple-clothed boy was finally a little flustered. He felt that he underestimated the world. Even though the immortality of the world is not visible and the Holy One does not often appear, there are still many masters.

Zhang Quan shot it again.

The purple-clothed boy gritted his teeth, his eyebrows flashed with purple light, and the light and shadow of a nine-story purple jade pagoda flashed, and immediately his whole person was covered by a crystal clear, almost transparent purple jade nine-story pagoda.

clang!

Zhang Quan's palm slapped up, and Huang Zhongda Lu's sound waves rolled, surging across the sky. The purple-clothed boy flew out, but was not injured.

"It's another perfect...no, it's a Taoist artifact of the Most Sacred Realm?!" Zhang Quan was surprised, looked at it for a moment, and then all the dead souls shook his head.

Zhang Quan was numb all at once.

He feels a headache.

Because the arena is not about fighting and killing, but about humanity and sophistication. This purple-clothed boy is not easy, the earlier murderous intentions disappeared suddenly, on the contrary, he is a bit hard to get off now, and he doesn't know how to start.

Being able to take out a sacred instrument at will, obviously, this young man has an extraordinary background and is not an ordinary person.