The sharp gun blade fell down and hit Zhou Tong head-on.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled, raising a hundred feet of dust.

"Vulnerable, totally unchallenging!"

There was a cruel smile on Mo Ya's lips. The feeling of this attack was very familiar, it was the feeling of a precise hit.

Then Zhou Tong must have been turned into powder!

At this time...

The temperature of the surrounding air rose rapidly, and a tornado of fire rushed into the sky, tearing apart the haze in the sky and illuminating everyone's eyes.

"This is..."

Some people trembled physically and mentally, and felt a long and lasting breath, which was not strong or oppressive, but unshakable.

Zhou Tong appeared in front of everyone again, and he was surrounded by a layer of fire, like armor, which vaporized all attacks into nothingness.

"impossible!"

"I told you, the Queen's eyes are like a ruler, she will never make the mistake of looking at people."

The guard leader said proudly, looking at the black crow in the air with pity in his eyes.

This poor dog will never understand until his death that the young man he is facing is the legendary natural supreme being!

"I don't believe it, this must be a trick, or you must have used some magic weapon!"

"Boom!"

An explosion broke his doubts.

I saw extremely terrifying sword energy surging out from Zhou Tong's body, as if it could tear everything in the world apart!

Mo Ya’s eyes almost popped out of his head. This power far surpassed him!

Is this still in line with my mood? It's clearly a monster in human skin!

"Sword of Destruction, Heavenly Sword, Lotus of Destruction!"

Behind Zhou Tong there was a brilliant lotus in full bloom, falling directly towards him.

The destructive power hidden in the lotus made him feel despair in an instant!

"No, that's not true, I can't lose!"

He said crazily, and a huge Shura figure appeared behind him.

This is the terrifying aspect of the Zhan Tian Realm. It can transform mental power into Dharma images, and a random strike has the ability to move mountains and fill the sea!

He just raised his spear, and the Shura phantom behind him moved in sync with him, swinging it down in an instant, transforming into thousands of murderous intentions!

"Shura's crazy dance, destroying the world!"

The dazzling light illuminated the sky, and everyone felt like they were suffocating. This was the power of the Heaven-Slaying Realm!

"Boom!"

When the Shura Giant encountered the lotus, it collapsed in an instant and was completely destroyed!

Under the Heavenly Sword, the world is destroyed!

"puff!!"

The black crow was immediately attacked back and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The scene was extremely dazzling and burned everyone's heart.

The Zhan Tian Realm was actually injured by the He Xin Realm. How could they have such a dream!

"Is this the strength of a guest official? He is indeed amazing. No wonder His Majesty likes him."

"He's definitely hiding his strength!"

In the crowd, a few wretched guys had flashing eyes and quietly retreated.

They are all Zhao Wutan's spies, and they must report such an abnormal situation to their master.

"This is not true, what on earth have you done!"

Mo Ya looked crazy, as if he had lost his mind.

"Why do you ask so many questions when you are dying?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Tong took up his stance again, and an even more terrifying aura suddenly descended, several levels stronger than before!

All signs indicate that this will be a devastating blow.

Mo Ya felt his hands and feet were cold. He was completely suppressed by this aura and even moving became a luxury.

"No!! I don't want to die!!"

He roared, tears of blood streaming down his eyes, and a strong will to survive burst out.

Originally he was a qualified assassin and had long since disregarded life and death.

But now, faced with overwhelming terror, he once again began to reject death.

"Don't kill me, I want to live!"

He roared, burning his blood and essence madly, increasing his strength by several levels.

Just when people thought he would fight to the death, he turned around and fled, and at the same time threw the spear in his hand at Zhou Tong to slow him down.

In the blink of an eye, the black crow disappeared into the horizon.

He ran away!

"What a sloppy fellow!"

Zhou Tong raised the corner of his mouth, raised his hand, and held the spear in the air. At the same time, he turned the gun head and aimed it in the direction where Mo Ya left.

"How can a warrior throw away his weapon so carelessly? I'll give it back to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the overwhelming sword power was poured into it. With a wave of his hand, Zhou Tong's spear broke through the air.

Everyone was stunned, but a few people's expressions changed drastically and they hurriedly chased after him, wanting to see the final result.

In the Imperial Master's residence, Zhao Wutan was drinking tea leisurely. Calculating the time, Zhou Tong should have been beheaded, right?

"Master, something bad has happened!"

Someone rushed in anxiously. It was the spy arranged by Zhao Wutan to watch the game.

"Mo Ya is no match for that person. He can't even break his defense."

With a snap, the teacup was crushed into pieces by Zhao Wutan.

"What nonsense!"

He said angrily that in his expectation, even if Zhou Tong could win, it would be a miserable victory.

"Master, help me!"

At this moment, Mo Crow fell from the sky, knelt on his knees, and begged for help with a terrified look on his face, as if a ghost was chasing him.

"you…"

Zhao Wutan just felt his heart blocked. It was the first time he saw such an expression on the other person's face. What kind of horrible thing could destroy this person's mind?

"What on earth happened!?"

"Master... I suspect that guy is..."

Before he could finish his words, a spear suddenly dropped from the sky and pierced him accurately from behind, nailing him to the ground!

With a "puff" sound, blood exploded and splashed onto Zhao Wuotian's face.

He did not wipe the dirt off his face immediately because his eyes were attracted by the traces on the ground.

The blood there gathered into four words, which sounded like a provocation and also like a warning.