At this moment, an extremely terrifying ghost cry suddenly came from the street. Even when Xia Tian heard this, his scalp felt numb.

The little boy who was originally motionless suddenly raised his hand, and a black sword light was rushing at his fingertips and instantly shot towards the man in black.

However, at this critical moment, an extremely vast pressure suddenly swept across the street, so that the little boy's sword light shot out was only halfway through, and suddenly floated in the air.

"who?"

A strange angry scream came from the little boy's mouth.

I saw a figure appearing under a dim street light on the other side of the street. A distance of more than 100 meters, the guys flashed and moved to the front of the man in black.

The black sword light in the air shattered.

"Zhao Wuzun."

The little boy suddenly opened his eyes. When he saw the young man appearing in front of him, he was stunned for a few seconds. Soon, the expression on his face became particularly frightened.

Zhao Wuzun did not answer, but pushed the man in black aside, then slapped the little boy with his palm. The little boy screamed and flew backwards seven or eight meters, and the short sword in his hand also dropped to the ground with a bang.

A mouthful of blood was spit out of the boy's mouth, probably because he was too nervous. At this time, the sound of his speech was no longer the child's voice, but the hoarse voice of a middle-aged man.

In other words, this Wuxiangjianjun is not a child at all, but a dwarf with a baby face.

"Zhao...Zhao Wuzun, I give up fighting for Xuanwu Armor, you let me go...Let me leave."

Wuxiang Jianjun said with a look of horror.

However, Zhao Wuzun did not answer. He raised his palm and immediately poured down from the air. In an instant, several drops of water were hitting Wuxiang Jianjun's body.

Bang bang bang!!!

Every drop of water seemed like a bullet, instantly piercing through the body of Wuxiang Jianjun.

The Wuxiang Jianjun widened his eyes. When facing Zhao Wuzun, a powerful man at the peak of the Transformation Realm, he didn't even have much power to fight back, so he died directly at Zhao Wuzun's hands.

Not long after, another man in black came out from the surroundings and cleaned up the bodies at the scene as quickly as possible, so that nothing happened on the street.

At this time, Xia Tian, ​​who was in front of the hotel window, witnessed it with his own eyes

Once a strong man at the peak of the Transformation Realm bursts out his own aura, he can put such pressure on people. Whether it is the former top scholar Wu Sanjia, Li Xi and Bai Guyun, he can burst out this pressure.

The reason for this is that the peak of the transformation realm is close to the demigod. Once you reach the demigod, you can draw a certain place of heaven and earth to gather momentum. In this small place of heaven and earth, the demigod is the master.

Similarly, Zhao Wuzun can exert such pressure, and Xia Tian can do it too.

If we change to the past, Xia Tian would definitely be like a mountain when facing this pressure, but now it is not the case. He just felt a breath that was comparable to him, and he himself did not feel too much discomfort.

Zhao Wuzun is at the peak of the realm of transformation, and Xia Tian is the same.

At this time, the man in black below had cleaned up the scene, and Zhao Wuzun was also ready to turn around and leave.

And the moment he turned around, he turned his head suddenly as if he had suddenly discovered something.
Chapter completed!