Tang Haoran instantly killed the two top powerhouses of the Wumen in an instant, completely shocking everyone in the Wumen.

"Oh my God, is this kid a human or a ghost? The Great Elder of the Battle Witch Sect and the Old Servant of the Witch God are both at the peak of the Grandmaster! Only the Ancestor instinct can kill two people at the same time, is this kid ...... Divine Realm!"

"No, no, the patriarch of the Ghost Witch Sect is not a god realm, then, this person is dressed as an elder of the Ghost Witch Sect, he must be pretending!"

Some powerhouses who were far away were shocked and began to doubt Tang Haoran's identity.

"Let's kill him!"

"Yes, don't mess around, there are so many of us, cast spells together, we will definitely kill them!"

There are many people in the Wumen who are not afraid of death, especially the strong people of the Wumen who live in the town, and instinctively cannot tolerate someone spreading wild on their territory.

Soon, the rioting crowd stabilized, and Tang Haoran was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.

And the strong people around also flocked to it.

For a while, Tang Haoran was surrounded by tens of thousands of people, like a lone leaf in the storm.

"Brush—"

Tang Haoran moved, and his body swept away from the other two rings like lightning.

"Die!"

When passing by the genius of the Cursed Witch Gate, a divine thought attack, silently breaking into this person's sea of knowledge, burst open.

"Ahh

The genius of the Cursed Witch Gate did not have any power to parry, his curse and the attacking divine attack were not at the same level at all, and suddenly, his sea of consciousness burst open like a watermelon, and with a miserable scream, black blood flowed out of the seven orifices, and he rolled down the ring with his head in his arms, completely becoming a wasted person.

Immediately afterwards, in another ring, the genius Junjie who had won the fighting crown disappeared directly without a trace, and was already devoured by the Ice and Fire Demon Lotus released by Tang Haoran.

In an instant, he killed the two top geniuses of the Wumen.

It is tantamount to killing the hope and future of the entire Wumen.

And what frightened everyone at the scene was that Tang Haoran's strange anti-heaven methods were really desperate.

"Whoosh-"

At this time, the surrounding witch sects launched long-distance attacks on Tang Haoran, dense invisible curses, little ghosts that covered the sky and the sun, spells one after another, and all kinds of poisons...... With a dense and suffocating density, it blasted towards Tang Haoran.

The core high-level leaders, elders and elite disciples of the eighteen major sects of the Wumen, there were no less than a thousand people who launched the first round of attacks, and the joint bombardment of so many Wumen masters, and all of them were unreserved, and the power was simply devastating, as if the end of the world was coming.

"Hmph, even if this kid is a god realm powerhouse, he will definitely die or live!"

"He must be blasted into scum. ”

"Unfortunately, I don't know where this person came from. ”

With such an earth-shattering attack, everyone in the Wumen Sect thought that Tang Haoran would definitely die.

"Boom—"

After a loud bang, the tall ring made of boulders for dozens of feet completely turned into powder, and the people in the Wumen who were close to the surrounding area were affected, either dead or injured.

Everyone didn't care about the casualties, and they all stared wide-eyed, staring at the center of the explosion, where Tang Haoran was standing just now.

"Sizzle...... This is no less powerful than detonating a small nuclear bomb!"

"I must have blown him up to the point where there was no hair left!"

It was the first time that the people in the Wumen Sect had launched such a terrifying joint attack, first, there were not many opportunities for the various sects to get together like today, and there was no chance to use it, after all, the enemies of the Divine Realm were unattainable.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and everyone did not find any living creatures, so it is said that everyone should be relieved, but it is very strange, and the atmosphere at the scene is very solemn.

Suddenly, in the midst of the explosive ruins, an additional figure suddenly appeared.

Everyone looked at it in shock, and they were all stunned, that figure, who else would it be if it wasn't Tang Haoran?

"Hehe, are you just using this little means, it's really disappointing to me, master. ”

Tang Haoran sneered lightly, his hands stroked his face, changed back to his original appearance, his arms shook slightly, and the clothes of the elders of the Ghost Witch Sect burst open, revealing a high-end casual suit.

Suddenly, a young man who was as rich as jade and like a god's mansion stood in front of everyone.

"Ah, it's not dead!!"

"Sure enough, it's not our race, it turns out to be a Huaxia person!"

"Huaxia people? Who among the Chinese people is so powerful, could it be him?"

"Who else could it be but that myth and legend!"

"How can this be fought? Why hasn't the Witch God come out yet, only the Witch God can deal with him. ”

When everyone recognized Tang Haoran, they were directly desperate, almost instinctively, and the crowd around them retreated like a tide, and soon, the panic intensified.

"Tell me where the witch god is, and spare you from dying!"

Tang Haoran held the spirit sword in his hand and asked in a cold voice.

He carefully probed several times, but he didn't find any God Realm powerhouses, and besides, the movement here was so big, if the Witch God was there, it would be impossible not to notice it!

He had a faint feeling that something was wrong, wasn't the witch god here?

At this time, he was really a little worried about Zheng Wei's yang soul.

"Hmph, Lord Witch God is the supreme god, he will definitely kill you!"

Seeing Tang Haoran approaching step by step, the people in the Wumen who were directly in front of Tang Haoran felt the pressure like a mountain and couldn't stop retreating, but there was still a threat of gritting their teeth.

"If you don't say it, then I'll kill you until you open your mouth!"

Tang Haoran's voice fell, and the sword in his hand swung out.

This sword was still based on physical strength alone, and it was unremarkable, but it slashed through a dazzling green light, like a life-seeking sickle more than ten meters long, and nearly a hundred people in the Wumen were cut in half, and suddenly, the dense crowd in front of him vacated a large area.

"Does anyone speak now?"

No one answered, because they were all dumbfounded.

Brush!

Tang Haoran didn't care about this, he directly had a dazzling green mang, and one hundred and ten people were cut in half, and blood was flying.

"Don't you say it yet?"

Brush!

The third sword!

The Fifth Sword!

……

The eighteenth sword!

Every time Tang Haoran asked, he immediately killed a sword, each sword killed a hundred and ten people, and slashed out eighteen swords in a row, nearly two thousand powerhouses of the various sects of the Wumen were killed, and the entire dense crowd was almost half less.

is so fierce that it shocks the world and cries ghosts and gods.

"Plop plop—"

The powerhouses of the various sects were completely killed and collapsed, and those who were close knew that there was no hope of escaping, so they knelt on the ground one after another. The one who is far away, screaming and scurrying around, and the one who runs is called fast.

"Immortal Lord, we said that Lord Witch God is convening a meeting of the patriarchs of the various sects in the Witch Sea...... Please spare our lives. ”

There were thousands of people kneeling on the ground, and they hurriedly said.

"Wuhai, is it the lake to the north?"

Tang Haoran's divine thoughts had already probed the gloomy lake in the north of the town, and apart from feeling very evil, he didn't find any powerful aura.

(End of chapter)