Chapter 3927

"It seems that this friend doesn't intend to hand over the two Astral Weapons on him?"

Cang Junda's eyes were cold as he slowly walked forward.

Wang Wenhong and Ming Yingwu also released powerful auras to suppress Zhuowen.

"Zhuowen, you have no way out!

Whether it's Brother Cang or Brother Ming, they both have a Rank Four Astral Weapon. With the three of us working together, you are no match for us! "

"If you know what's good for you, hand over the Astral Weapons on you, then cripple your own cultivation. Kneel in front of me and apologize, and I may let you live. Otherwise, you will die without a doubt!"

Wang Wenhong stared at Zhuowen with a gloomy gaze. He grinned and laughed complacently.

Zhuowen looked coldly at Wang Wenhong and sneered, "A loser like you has the right to show off in front of me?"

"Back then, who was it that was like a stray dog, constantly running for his life and constantly fleeing?"

Wang Wenhong's face suddenly turned ugly, but he was quite shrewd and did not lose his mind because of anger. He said, "Today is different from the past. Do you think you can beat the three of us?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense?

Just come up and fight, the three of you together! "

Zhuowen stepped into the void and ascended thousands of miles into the sky. He looked down coldly at Wang Wenhong, Cang Junda, and Ming Yingwu.

Everyone was in an uproar. They did not expect that under the pressure of the three core geniuses, Zhuowen not only did not retreat, but also wanted to fight one against three. He was indeed arrogant.

Zi Ling, Li Xinbing, and the others' faces changed slightly. Their eyes were full of worry.

If it was a one on one battle, they still had a lot of confidence in Zhuowen. But now it was three against one, and Cang Junda and Ming Yingwu both had Rank Four Astral Weapons. In this battle, Zhuowen's chances of winning were really not high.

"This person's courage is outstanding. Unfortunately, he will fall here!"

The girl holding the sword glanced at Zhuowen and shook her head regretfully.

She knew how terrifying Cang Junda and the other two were. Zhuowen was definitely not their match.

Cang Junda and the rest of Ming Yingwu's team also sneered. They felt that Zhuowen was overestimating himself and seeking his own death.

"I admire your courage. You actually dared to fight one against three!"

As Cang Junda spoke, he took out a broken wooden sculpture from his Spirit Ring.

This wooden sculpture was about the size of a palm, and it was shaped like a Buddha sitting on a lotus seat.

However, the wooden carving was broken. The Buddha had lost an arm and a leg.

Zhuo Wen's gaze landed on the wooden Buddha sculpture. He could sense a terrifying and threatening aura from the wooden Buddha sculpture.

"Rank Four Astral Soldier?" Zhuowen frowned and asked in reply.

"This is the Rank Four Astral Weapon Lotus Seat Buddha bestowed upon me by my sect." Cang Junda held the wooden Buddha sculpture in his hand, indifferently speaking.

At the same time, Ming Yingwu took out a halberd that was broken in half.

The surface of this halberd was stained with blood. It was clearly a weapon that had gone through hundreds of battles.

A terrifying and ferocious aura suddenly shot out from the halberd and filled the surrounding space.

"Rank Four Astral Weapon Dragon Python Great Halberd!" Ming Yingwu licked his lips.

Zhuowen's gaze landed on Wang Wenhong. The corner of his mouth revealed a mocking smile as he said, "Brother Wang, both of them have taken out Rank Four Astral Weapons. What about yours?"

Wang Wenhong was furious. This guy was deliberately humiliating him. Wasn't his Rank Four Astral Weapon snatched away by a bastard like you?

"No need to talk nonsense with him. Let's fight!"

Ming Yingwu's killing intent overflowed. Holding the Dragon Python Great Halberd, he jumped out and charged towards Zhuowen.

Ming Yingwu's right hand suddenly waved, and the Dragon Python Great Halberd burst forth with an endless sea of blood. Within the sea of blood, numerous blood-colored pythons violently surged forth.

Moreover, in the center of the endless sea of blood pythons, an enormous blood dragon that seemed to connect the heavens and the earth leapt out. Bringing with it an endless rain of blood, it flew towards Zhuowen. The stench of blood filled the air, and the sun and moon lost their light.

Cang Junda remained calm and collected as he also flew out. He took out the wooden Buddha sculpture in his hand. Instantly, waves of Buddhist chants came out from the wooden sculpture.

Accompanied by the solemn Buddhist chants, there was also a blazing golden light. These golden lights soared into the sky, revealing a three thousand zhang large Buddha that sat upright in the air.

This Buddha phantom was the same as the wooden Buddha sculpture, sitting upright on a lotus seat. However, it was missing an arm and a leg, looking rather strange.

Wang Wenhong's gaze flickered as he silently followed at the back.

He didn't have a Rank Four Astral Weapon on him, so he naturally couldn't charge forward at the same time as Cang Junda and Ming Yingwu. That would be courting death.

Zhuowen's expression was calm. He slowly took out the Three Fire True Mirror from the outside world and threw it out with his right hand.

Instantly, the Three Fire True Mirror burst forth with endless blood-colored flames. Above the void, mountains of burning blood-colored flames condensed one after another.

The mountains streaked across the sky and heavily bombarded the lotus-seated Buddha and the Dragon Python Great Halberd.

Suddenly, endless blood-colored light, Buddhist light, and flame light burst out from the nine heavens. All kinds of different splendors wantonly exploded in the sky, casually intertwining with each other. It was an extremely spectacular sight.

Cang Junda and Ming Yingwu's gazes were solemn. The two Astral Weapons they had taken out were actually unable to obtain an overwhelming advantage. They just barely managed to gain the upper hand.

"The two of you, this kid's Astral Weapon should have reached the peak of the Rank Four. If you want to rely on the Astral Weapon to completely suppress him, I'm afraid it won't be that easy to win. The best way is for the three of us to join forces and eliminate this kid!"

Wang Wenhong rushed to the side of the two and opened his mouth to suggest.

He had fought a battle with Zhuowen and suffered a loss. He knew how terrifying the Three Fire True Mirror in Zhuowen's hand was.

"Alright!

The three of us will join forces and end the battle quickly. We'll quickly eliminate this kid! "

Cang Junda and Ming Yingwu both agreed with Wang Wenhong's suggestion. The three of them rushed out from three different directions, sealing off all of Zhuowen's escape routes and attacking Zhuowen with all their might.

The Yin Yang Diagram hung high above the three of them, and a valiant aura burst out from it without restraint.

Zhuowen's gaze was calm. Looking at the three people rushing over, his eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

The Yin Yang energy in his body surged out like a tide, rushing to the top of his head and turning into a huge Yin Yang Diagram.

Zhuowen's Yin Yang Diagram was larger than Wang Wenhong's, Cang Junda's, and Ming Yingwu's, and its aura was even more terrifying.

This was because his Yin Yang Diagram was called Yin Yang God.

"Sun God!"

Zhuowen whispered softly. The Yin Yang Diagram above his head split into two figures, one black and one white. The white figure entered Zhuowen's body. Suddenly, Zhuowen's body erupted with a blazing white light, like a rising sun.

Zhuowen could feel that after fusing with the Sun God, his physical body had reached an unimaginable level of toughness.

"Die!"

Wang Wenhong was the first to rush over. He slammed his right palm down, and the terrifying Yin Yang energy turned into a surging palm force that came slanting down.

Zhuowen's gaze was calm. He suddenly threw out a punch, smashing into Wang Wenhong's palm force.

To Wang Wenhong's disbelief, his surging palm force was completely shattered by Zhuowen. Then, the terrifying fist force smashed into his right palm.