Chapter 453: Extremely arrogant

A "I'm sorry" finally made Jing Weiyu open her eyes. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info looked at the young man who hugged her, and her tears couldn't stop rushing out.

"Senior brother, you're finally here! In the moment of life and death, did you still avoid it? Jing Weiyu muttered, but fainted with a faint smile.

She was so tired, so tired. After experiencing the great war, she was sealed with dantian mana by the Holy King Shui Yundi of the Eastern Split. Under physical and mental exhaustion, even if it is a real realm, there are times when there is helplessness.

What's more, she's just a woman. Without supernatural powers, what is the difference between them and ordinary people?

Hong Wu looked at the tears that overflowed from the corners of Jing Weiyu's eyes, feeling extremely distressed and guilty. He saw Dongfang Split's humiliation of her, and he saw the woman's helplessness and desire to explode her life. The catastrophe of a sect and the survival of a country, why should a woman bear it?

In an instant, Hong Wu's pupils turned extremely scarlet. Outside the body, the sword is full of blood, and the murderous aura is soaring!

"Boy, you dare to cut off my son's arm! Who gave you the guts? I'm going to cramp and skin you, refine your soul into a magic weapon, and suffer day and night! ”

Dongfang Crack endured the pain of his broken arm, staring at the young man in black with a hideous expression, already a little crazy. However, he didn't dare to move, because the other party's breath made him feel a trace of palpitations. Although he didn't want to admit it, his thoughts were really scared, fearful.

As a peak master of the real human realm, there are only a handful of people who can silently cut off his arm with a sword. What's more, the Kraken clan was already several times more powerful than the Qi Refiners of the same level, and apart from the Venerable Jin Dan, Dongfang Crack couldn't imagine anyone with such great magical powers.

"Hmph, it's just a miscellaneous fish, and you dare to call yourself my son, I don't know whether I'm alive or dead!" When Hong Wu heard this, he raised his head sharply and looked towards the east. The scarlet pupils and cold gaze make people tremble. He still held Jing Weiyu in his arms, and he had no fear against the army of five or six hundred qi refiners. Even, his momentum alone overshadowed everyone present.

Dongfang Crack was furious, and the young man in front of him, whether it was his tone or expression, was arrogant to the extreme, damn to the extreme. But just when he wanted to speak, Yan Zhe suddenly stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder with a feather fan. The voice came to his lips, but he swallowed it again.

Then, Yan Zhe looked directly at the black-clothed young man in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "If I guess correctly, you are the real demon of Fulong Mountain, Hongwu!" ”

After that, he shook the feather fan again and again, with an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces suddenly changed.

"What, he's a real war demon?"

"That's right, what Senior Brother Yan said is really similar to the rumors. I've heard that the real man is always dressed in black, and his body is covered in blood. Look at this person's pupils, scarlet as a demon, it's really terrifying! ”

"It's so murderous, how many people did he kill to make the murderous aura so strong? It seems that he must be a real person of the war demon, who made a big fuss in the palace in the Qin Kingdom back then, and killed the four sects and the six real human realms! ”

"Hahahaha...... If it's really the real person of the war demon, it's just in time. I heard that this person has many magic weapons on his body, and there are even ink mountain and river fans of ancient books. As long as we kill him, these treasures will be our ......"

For a while, all the five or six hundred people present cast a stabbing gaze at Hong Wu, and the murderous intent was awe-inspiring. And Dongfang Crack's face changed instantly, and then he laughed again.

"Hey, hey, hey, it turns out that you are Hongwu. I heard that you killed the Wuchi Immortal of the Black Demon Tribe in Fulong Mountain, which made the old guy of the Wulong Shou thunderous. My son wanted to take you back to the East China Sea, but unfortunately he never had the opportunity. Today, it's really providential to send it to the door by yourself......"

Dongfang Crack smiled fiercely, but before he could finish speaking, a light fell from the cliff again. Shi Tianxie took the two disciples of the Fire Realm and landed firmly on Hong Wu's side.

"Are you alright?" Shi Tianye glanced at the woman in Hong Wu's arms, frowned and asked. His speed in the sky was not as fast as Hongwu's, so he had just arrived.

"Senior brother, Senior Sister Jing, she ......"

"It's okay, it's just that I'm exhausted and fainted. Brother Shi, you protect her! Hong Wu said lightly, and handed Jing Weiyu into the hands of Shi Tianxie. Immediately, he stopped talking, and his figure flashed suddenly, appearing in front of Dongfang Crack.

Thundered!

A huge wave of mana crushed like a mountain, and Dongfang Crack's talisman shattered in an instant.

"She said that if she wants your East China Sea to be destroyed, I will slaughter you. She said that if you want the blood of the four sects to flow into a river, I will kill Guang'er and others, and leave no one behind! Hong Wu's tone was extremely cold, and the words fell, and the giant Que Tianjue in his hand had already fallen head-on towards the eastern crack.

"Ahhhh You are a little human race qi refiner, you actually want to kill the bloodline of the Eastern Ancestor, looking for death! "In the face of the huge sword qi that was unparalleled by the Giant Que Heaven, Dongfang Crack did not retreat. Instead, he burst out with all his mana, held the halberd in one hand, and raised it violently.

He reverted to the surname Dongfang, and he was the leader of the entire East Sea Demon Clan, the descendant of the Dongfang Saint. The status is noble, the power is too great, it is unimaginable. Where have you been persecuted like this since you were a child? Although he knew that the young man in front of him was extremely fierce, he had no choice.

Bang Dang!

With a golden roar, the trident was instantly shocked by the giant sky and blasted into the depths of the earth. Dongfang Crack was startled, then gritted his teeth, and once again sacrificed the Saint King Water Cloud Flute.

Buzz Buzz Buzz ...... Suddenly a flute sounded between heaven and earth. Sometimes crisp, sometimes majestic, the tone is strange and abnormal, and it is breathtaking. I saw Dongfang Crack retreating and honking his horn. The rhythm of the sound shook the void like ripples, and Hong Wu's movements slowed down significantly. The giant sky in his hand trembled incessantly, as if it was sealed by some force.

"Hmph, transform Jin Xing's true intent into sound rhythm with the help of magic weapons, attack the sword body with sound waves, and disrupt the sword qi...... It's good, it's really the bloodline of the Oriental Sage, a good magic weapon. It's a pity that you didn't refine the golden pill, and you still have to die! Hong Wu smiled fiercely, raised his left hand, and waved the ink mountain and river fan violently. The wind blew fiercely, and the flute sound between heaven and earth all dissipated.

Dongfang Crack was swept by the sudden wind, his face turned pale, and the Saint King Water Cloud Flute in his hand could no longer blow the slightest sound.

"Damn, the treasure of scholars, ink mountains and river fans!" Dongfang Sheng was shocked and angry, and then his eyes became greedy. The fan in Hong Wu's hand is the magic weapon of the ancient book saint, if he can get his hand, it is a great luck. Thinking in his heart, Dongfang Crack roared wildly: "The Donghai clan obeyed the order, kill this person for me, and get that fan!" Hahahaha, a beast is a beast, and when you die, you still think about the magic weapon. What about the bloodline of the Oriental Sage, Lao Tzu has not been killed, give me death! Seeing this, Hong Wu didn't laugh angrily, and the mana on his body became even stronger-