At the moment, the young man was so scared that he knelt under the dark red dragon chair as soon as his knees softened.

He shivered at the middle-aged man in the black robe and hugged his fist“ Back to the chief, the two masters of maneuver... They are dead. "

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, the golden masked man suddenly stood on the Dragon chair.

From him burst out an extremely terrible power of the true yuan, with him as the center, and swept around madly, directly pressing the burning blue flame like a candle in the wind, as if it would be completely destroyed in the next second.

The voice of the golden masked man was very sharp and harsh, as if he wanted to pierce his eardrum.

Smell speech, the bottom of a crowd and so on one by one is also the color of fear, one after another toward the direction of the golden mask man looked over, the face is also deeply shocked and incredible, completely filled.

You know, what's sacred about these two masters of maneuver?!!

Even in their Luocha organization, it is also the inner realm of building jineidan, the Venerable Master.

Only when it comes to one-to-one strength, it is ranked in the top 10 of the Rocha organization, which is regarded as the top killer.

However, if the two old swords and swords are combined, I'm afraid that one's strength can rank among the top three in the Luocha organization.

Only the chief and the elder can win in the front.

However, just like these two people who are the most powerful in the Rocha organization, how can they be afraid of unexpected events?!

"This... What's the matter?"

At this time, the voice of the golden masked man suddenly closed and became low and hoarse, making it impossible for people to recognize his age and gender.

For the golden mask man's Wenhua, the youth dare not have any trace of concealment, astringent voice, way.

"It's... It's Zhang Wutian... It's Zhang Wutian who killed the two masters of maneuver. All this is Zhang Wutian's work."

"Roar!"

As soon as the youth's voice fell, all the people in the audience gasped for air, and the uproar was even more imperceptible.

Even if, standing on the high platform at this time, the man with the golden mask shivered slightly when he heard the three words "Zhang Wutian".

"Wutian... Wutian devil, Zhang Wutian?"

The golden mask kept whispering among the people, and then he sat back on the Dragon chair and kept silent as if he had been suddenly exhausted.

In this regard, everyone below is also you. Look at me, I look at you. I look around speechless, and I'm even more shocked.

"Wutian devil, Zhang Wutian..."

"The name of Wutian is already on the Xizi lake. When Qin Zongheng was defeated by one hand, it has already been heard everywhere. In less than a few days, it has been known to all in the Chinese cultivation world."

"Later, when Tianji old man ranked the golden list of China's cultivation world, he directly ranked Zhang Wutian's name at the top of the golden list, and beat Shaolin Temple's generation of God monks, master Xuancheng, imperial capital dragon family, military God, dragon Qianzhang..."