This is a powerful team of Yan family's ancestral land to inspect the safety of the jurisdiction, a total of thirteen monks, among which Yan Nanshan, the third son of the Yan family, and two other young Tianjiao accompanied the team, which is also a kind of experience given by the family, and the remaining ten people are all veterans, who have been fighting in the ancestral land all year round and have experienced experience.

The ancestral territory was calm as usual, and Yan Nanshan looked bored, feeling that such an experience was not necessary at all.

The other two Tianjiao, a man and a woman, each with arrogance and indifferent expressions, also thought that this was just a waste of time, and they couldn't get any improvement at all.

"There is a situation!"

Suddenly, one of the Yan family's immortal powerhouses who led the team frowned, and his face was solemn.

The group of monks all looked to the north and saw a huge silver-white warship flying in the sky.

Another monk of the Yan family exclaimed again and again: "It's the battleship of the sacrificial hall!"

"How come, the sacrificial hall actually needs to send a battleship to chase the enemy, let's retreat quickly!" The monk who led the team made a gesture of urgent dispersion with a solemn face, not wanting to wade into this troubled water.

However, Yan Nanshan was interested, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said: "What are you afraid of, it's fun to have a situation!"

"It's actually just a young man in white, a human race?" The other two young Tianjiao had surprised glances on their faces, and they saw Wu Heng rushing in their direction.

Seeing this scene, Yan Nanshan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Has the sacrificial hall been defeated to such a point?

The leader monk said worriedly: "Young master, I think that person is mysterious, it is better to leave quickly." ”

A cold smile flashed at the corner of Yan Nanshan's mouth, and he said, "What are you afraid of, catch him for me!"

The news of the famine has not appeared for a long time, he has been very bored in his ancestral land during this time, and there is something interesting in front of him, how can he let it go!

In front of Yan Nanshan's identity, the captain of the thirteen-person team could only receive the order and block the road of Wuheng's progress together.

"I want to see how powerful the people who need the sacrificial hall to send a battleship to pursue are there!" Yan Nanshan's eyes were cold, staring at the white figure more than ten miles away.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, Wu Heng had already come to the front, picked up the Ancient Heaven-Turning Hammer and swung it violently, poof, a monk who had ascended to the Immortal Realm turned into mud and let out a frightened scream.

Bang!

Wu Heng's figure was extremely weird, and he appeared in front of the team leader without warning, and directly smashed his fist into the opponent's chest.

"Uh......" The team leader's pupils contracted violently, and he had an incredible look on his face, he was a powerhouse in the Five Realms of Dengxian Immortals, and he was smashed by the other party with a fist like this, and he quickly fell apart and flew directly......

A young woman with a cold expression came with a sword and slashed in, she was the Tianjiao of the Yan family's ancestral land, and eight immortal veins appeared on her back, and her cultivation was amazing!

"Boom!"

Wu Heng didn't want to count the number of the other party's immortal veins at all, so he swiped it with a hammer, pulling out the mountain qi and smashing the void into black pieces.

The terrifying explosive power is terrifying, but Nu Tianjiao actually avoided this blow, and she is definitely the best in her generation.

"When"

She slashed at Wu Heng's right shoulder with a sword, sparks splashed everywhere, and her flesh was like metal, making a crisp sound.

Wu Heng's clothes were torn and cut open, but the skin and flesh were not damaged at all!

"You have a good body, you can avoid my attack and get close to you, but it's a pity that you pay too much attention to speed but your attack ability is too weak, and you can't break through my defense at all!" Wu Heng laughed disdainfully, reached out and grabbed the wrist of Nu Tianjiao holding the sword, and immediately the sound of bones being crushed came out.

The cold look on the female Tianjiao's face disappeared, and she turned white, unbelievable that there were such terrifying peers in the world, and she couldn't break through the opponent's defense by cutting it off......

"Ahh

Immediately after she screamed, she was grabbed by Wu Heng's wrist and flung it hard, directly turning into a point of light and crashing into a mountain in the distance.

"Bang!"

Wu Heng punched and blocked the heavy blow from Yan Nanshan's sneak attack.

"The comprehensive ability is good, there is a chance to break my defense, but unfortunately it is still too weak......" Wu Heng's fist directly hit Yan Nanshan's foot, and commented indifferently.

Yan Nanshan's face changed greatly, he found that all the bones in his right leg were shattered in an instant, if it weren't for the luminous protection of the defensive magic weapon on his body, he was afraid that he would be more seriously injured, and he flew out upside down, and his heart turned over the river and the sea!

Who is it......

How could a monk who looked younger than himself have such a means?

It's no wonder that the Temple of Sacrifice will send warships in pursuit!

The Yan family's inspection team was in a panic, and kept asking the blood-stained young man in white, "Who are you?

Wu Heng was silent, his eyes were cold, he really wanted to slaughter these guys who were in the way one by one, but unfortunately the silver battleship in the rear had already chased to the front, and he had to run quickly!

"Brush!"

Like a gust of wind, he stepped into the line of words and walked away.

"Put down Childe!"

The Yan family monks in the rear were in a hurry and hurriedly pursued.

"If you don't want your son-in-law to die immediately, stop Lao Tzu!" Wu Heng's indifferent voice sounded, no one would question his words, and in just a short confrontation, the Yan family monk already understood what kind of existence he had provoked.

Yan Nanshan's face was stunned, like a little chicken cub being taken away by Wu Heng by the neck.

Wu Heng had already imprinted a sealing array to imprison him, and his ability was no longer able to use it.

After Yan Nanshan walked out of his shock, he quickly regained his composure, glared at Wu Heng and said, "Do you know who I am?"

Syllable!

Directly slapped him, Yan Nanshan screamed, half of his face was bloody, red and swollen, and a few teeth were lost.

His face was gloomy, where could he stand such shame.

Wu Heng said indifferently: "No matter who you were before, now you are just a dog, if you want to live, hand over the teleportation talisman on your body." “

Yan Nanshan was silent, his eyes glaring at Wu Heng viciously.

Syllable!

Another slap in the face, pumping him screaming in pain.

Yan Nanshan came back to his senses for a while, gasped deeply, and tried to calm down and replied: "It's useless, there are many taboos in the ancestral land, and ordinary teleportation talismans are difficult to move an inch. ”

"Then what's the use of keeping you?" Wu Heng asked rhetorically.

Yan Nanshan was really scared, and said in a painful voice: "Don't kill me, keep me at least to block the Yan family's strong people from chasing and killing." ”

The reason why he was in pain was because Wu Heng's two slaps were really hard.

In addition, there was another reason why he was scared.

A team of no less than five Ascending Immortal powerhouses was completely defeated before they could stop Wu Heng from taking a breath, and he was also captured alive.

This is undoubtedly a disgrace and a horrific deed.

Thinking carefully about the three major domains today, who among the younger generation has such terrifying power?

There are not many people who are so beyond common sense, and after a little pondering, Yan Nanshan has already guessed the identity of Wu Heng, and he does not dare to breathe.

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