A scrap collection station comes to mind

However, just when his fist was about to hit Chen Muyu, he suddenly noticed that the corners of Chen Muyu's mouth twitched slightly.

Fraud?

A subconscious thought appeared in his mind, but then he thought it was funny. With his punch, a seventh-level peak person would scream, let alone an early seventh-level one.

The next moment, a jade talisman appeared in Chen Muyu's hand.

The jade talisman was thrown up by Chen Muyu.

The light shone brightly, and a terrifying aura instantly filled the air.

"this……"

King Qian's expression changed drastically, and he could feel the terrifying aura emanating from the jade talisman.

Eighth level!

That is the power of the eighth level!

How can it be?

His eyes widened. At this moment, it was too late for him to withdraw his fist.

A sword beam shot out from the jade talisman.

Fist shattered!

The arm is broken!

…

Boom!

The body is shattered!

King Qian's whole body was shattered into pieces by that sword light.

After a long time, the turbulent void finally stopped.

Chen Muyu took a deep breath. Although he was prepared, he was still shocked by the power of the jade talisman.

An eighth-level blow is so terrifying!

The jade talisman was left by Zhan to save his life. It contained a ray of Zhan's clone, and its combat power was comparable to an eighth-level strike.

The clone that was fighting just now condensed into sword light, and strangled King Qian with one blow!

To put it bluntly, Chen Muyu was just waiting for this opportunity. Otherwise, with his strength, he might not be able to plot against this guy.

Just gone?

At this moment, Chen Muyu felt a little disappointed. The former eighth-level peak powerhouse was killed with just one move. A second ago, this guy was so ferocious!

Um?

Suddenly, Chen Muyu realized something was wrong.

King Qian died, but his clone is still there.

At this time, King Qian's clones seemed to feel something, and their expressions changed greatly. They abandoned the war puppets they were fighting with, turned into streams of light, and gathered in one place.

In the void, there were dots of stars, and within a moment, they condensed into a figure again.

King Qian!

"Boy, you ruined my practice!"

Furious, roaring!

King Qian's face was pale. If it weren't for the existence of his clone, he would have almost died just now.

The sound was so loud that the entire void seemed to be able to hear it.

Chen Muyu was not afraid and asked the war puppets to block the surrounding space to prevent this guy from escaping.

At this time, King Qian was severely damaged, and his strength had dropped to the early seventh level.

The aura was even weaker than when Chen Muyu first saw him.

His hair is disheveled and he looks like a madman.

How much effort he put in. During this period of time, he had been here with Bao Ying, killing so many gods and demons to replenish his blood, and now he was about to break through the eighth level. He obviously took that eighth level demon Pearl, he could step into the eighth level again, but at this moment, this kid appeared and actually plotted against him and brought him back to his original form.

So many days of hard work were all in vain.

"so what?"

Chen Muyu looked at him very calmly, you are going to kill me, why can't I destroy your practice, "Fellow Taoist, you are in a very bad state now, why don't I give you two choices!"

King Qian stood in the void like a madman, but did not take action. He seemed to know his current situation. The only result of taking action would be death.

Chen Muyu didn't care whether he responded or not, he said directly, "Either be my little brother, or die!"

The tone is dull, but it makes people shudder!

As a younger brother?

King Qian almost thought he heard wrongly.

This guy actually asked himself to be his little brother?

It's ridiculous. I am the ancestor of the Desire Demon Sect and the eighth-level peak existence. Even the ninth-level strong man can't control me. He is a yellow-haired boy who doesn't know where he came from. Why should he let me be his little brother?

I'm afraid there's nothing wrong with my head.

"Maybe you haven't figured out your current situation yet."

Chen Muyu smiled faintly, "It doesn't matter. Otherwise, I'll help you make the choice."

When King Qian heard this, his childish eyes shrank.

Could he not be clear about his current situation?

"Boy, don't be complacent."

King Qian snorted coldly and suddenly raised his head, his aura rising sharply.

"Roar!"

A roar, filled with infinite anger.

The entire void was trembling.

Chen Muyu frowned slightly. This guy's sudden shout made his ears buzz.

No, this guy is calling for help.

No need to think too much, he must be calling Baoying.

…

At the same time, somewhere in the void.

Jiang Haotian was hiding from XZ. His body was covered with wounds in many places, his entire right arm had been torn off, and there were many scratches on his face. He looked extremely ferocious.

A figure flashed out of thin air.

Baoying held a section of Jiang Haotian's arm in her hand, and her scarlet tongue licked the blood on the arm, looking even more ferocious.

"It's quite slippery. I know you are stalling for time, but your calculation is wrong. With the strength of that remnant of the ancient Buddha clan, I can't suppress my demon spirit. Haha, so don't be afraid, I will let you You died happily..."

Baoying's voice was like rusty iron being rubbed hard, giving people goosebumps.

As soon as she finished speaking, she opened her mouth wide and put the arm into her mouth, then swallowed it with a grunt.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Yan Ying's face changed slightly, "There is actually the aura of the Jida. Do you have the aura of the Jida on you?"

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Haotian with sharp eyes, "Who are you?"

The voice was cold and stern, making people tremble uncontrollably.

"hehe!"

Jiang Haotian covered his broken arm and laughed, a bit crazily, "Since you know that I have the aura of the Jida in my body, don't you still know who I am? Hahaha, it doesn't hurt to tell you, I am the Jida spokesperson..."

"The spokesperson of the Yakuza?"

Bao Ying frowned, opened his mouth, and spat out the arm he had just swallowed.

The Jida aura in that arm made her body feel unusually uncomfortable.

"Are you from outside the territory?"

Bao Ying's face was gloomy, as if full of boundless hatred.

Jiang Haotian shrugged, "No matter who I am or who I am, I admit that you are very powerful, but if you want to kill me, it is not that easy. I am protected by the laws of the extreme. If you kill me, you will definitely suffer the consequences of the extreme." When the law comes back, it depends on whether you have the ability to bear it..."

When he said this, Jiang Haotian himself felt a little shameless. Who is Jiang Haotian? The number one person in chaos. When would he say such a thing? He actually used the Law of the Extreme as a protective umbrella.

"Asshole!"

Bao Ying was furious. She now understood why this guy dared to fight her alone. He was totally confident.

"Roar……"

And just when Yan Ying was thinking about how to deal with it, a roar came from the depths of the void.

Bao Ying's expression suddenly changed, and without saying a word, she left Jiang Haotian and teleported away.