When daylight fell, the clansmen of the Dongfang family walked out of their grass huts one after another, and they looked at Dongfang Wuji who was motionless, pointing and discussing.

The sun rises over the East China Sea, and the brilliant light shines on the calm sea level. Sprinkled on Dongfang Wuji's body, darkness and light intertwined, casting huge shadows on the ground.

Three hundred years have long since caused the clansmen of the Dongfang family to lose their demonic nature, and the demonic blood in their bones has been silent for so many years, and as the years wear away, it has almost dried up.

Dongfang Wuji was surrounded by his descendants, but he was so indifferent, there was no family affection between them.

"Clansmen, today is the day when our Dongfang family will reappear in the rivers and lakes!" Dongfang Jie said passionately to the clansmen.

The clansmen raised their arms high and shouted in unison, "Re-out of the rivers and lakes! Re-out of the rivers and lakes!" Although the voice was loud, the momentum was insufficient, and many people were making false appearances, they didn't know what they were doing, and they didn't know what the rivers and lakes were.

"The sun rises in the east, only I am undefeated!" Dongfang Jie shouted.

"The sun rises in the east, and I am the only one who is undefeated!" shouted the clansmen.

The voice rushed out of the community of the Dongfang family and reached the ears of Zhang Gonggong and the other eighteen people.

Eighteen martial arts masters are already in place. They arrived at the door of the Dongfang family's community.

Dongfang Wuji's tall figure exceeded the top of the grass house, and the shadow showed half of his head, I don't know if Dongfang Wuji had a sense in his heart, and turned his head suddenly, although the pair of pitch-black eyes were half covered by the grass house, but they crossed everything and pointed directly at the eighteen martial arts masters!

Gonggong Zhang and the others were suddenly shocked, that demonic aura engulfed them in an instant, and they were all forcibly pulled into the battlefield!

"Next, let's watch the performance of the ancestors!" Dongfang Jie is waiting for this moment, with the rest of Dongfang Wuji to find and destroy one by one, where is it comfortable to destroy in one breath?

The clansmen fled the scene one after another, they knew that the ancestors were going to exert their might, so in order not to be affected by the fish pond, the farther away the better!

After casting a look, Dongfang Wuji finally moved.

Leap into the clouds!

To fall is to destroy!

With their feet on the ground, eighteen horses were shaken and their legs were broken! Eighteen masters were forced to leave their horses.

Zhang Gonggong took the lead in attacking, his palms were like the mallets of the giant drums, with the ground as the drum, the Oriental Wuji drum, and the vast sea cheering for him.

Luo Qingkui followed, and the "Qingshan Sword Technique" was strong and heavy, with the potential to pull out the mountain and cover the top, approaching the East Wuji.

Yan Shanhai's "Songshan Sword Technique" is changeable, old and vicious, to his realm, he has already perfected the sword qi, his Songshan sword at the tip of the sword is like a new sword, expanded hundreds of times, and takes the invincible life of the East in the air.

The others were not idle, they also followed together, and the sword palm fist hit Dongfang Wuji from all directions! Eighteen to one, in the history of the rivers and lakes is definitely the most incredible thing!

These eighteen people are all figures with heads and faces in the rivers and lakes, but they are willing to put aside their inherent prejudices and long-term rebelliousness, and cooperate with each other, which shows the deterrent power of Dongfang Wuji to them.

A master of the Sevenfold Heaven Transcendent Path!

After the transcendent path is the Optimus Dao, the Optimus Dao is the last path of the heavy heavens, and even the legendary realm that no one can reach, after the Optimus Dao, there are only nine heavens left.

The height of the Nine Heavens is so high that there is no way to match.

There are people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, after the Nine Heavens, whether there is a higher realm, people dare not imagine, and they can't imagine.

From the past history to the present under our feet, the Seventh Heaven is already the highest cultivation in the rivers and lakes! Even so, it is difficult to produce one for thousands of years. No matter how strong Dongfang Wuji was, he didn't reach this level during his lifetime, time gave him three hundred years to refine his heart, and his heart was refined to break the Seven Heavens.

It would take more than three hundred years for a gifted god like Dongfang Wuji, let alone an ordinary person.

"Woo oh ......!" opened his mouth with a long roar, which can be exchanged for an infinite tsunami, this is the strength of Dongfang Wuji!

He is sad, the East China Sea is calm and waveless, he is angry, the East China Sea is full of rage! This is the strength of the Transcendent Dao!

What's even more terrifying is that the eighteen killing moves are like child's play in front of Dongfang Wuji, he waved his arms, and then pressed down, and he broke all the killing moves!

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The eighteen masters all fell, and they looked at Dongfang Wuji in disbelief, this was simply an insurmountable mountain, and at the same time, the monstrous waves were already coming towards them.

Tie Gang stepped forward, stood up the iron cloak, and urged it with his true qi, and the iron cloak, which was only the size of a person, grew larger in an instant, enveloping everything at an extremely fast speed, protecting everyone behind him.

"When!" the angry waves hit the iron coat, shaking the earth and the iron coat together! If it weren't for the strength of the iron and steel strong, a group of them would have been swept away by the sea with weapons long ago.

The Great War that spanned 300 years has finally begun! 300 years ago it was Dongfang Wuji, and 300 years later it will be Dongfang Wuji.

It's just that Dongfang Wuji's opponent is no longer the group of people from three hundred years ago.

"Ancestor, it's been three hundred years, it's time for you to take revenge, these people are our enemies, we can't let them go! Kill them! Peel them and tear them apart!" Dongfang Jie stepped forward to stand side by side with Dongfang Wuji, and his control over the ancestors was not leaky!

Of course, the eighteen masters would not be discouraged so easily, and they adjusted briefly to keep up again.

The chaotic battle began, from the shore to the sea, from the sea back to the community, everywhere in the way, there was dust.

It's really angry, and the murderous spirit is spurting!

That's all there is to it!

It's like the end of the world!

It is difficult for the rising sun to see the light because the water of the East China Sea rises and falls, like a heavy curtain that hides the sun from the East China Sea.

Dongfang Wuji punched out, "Boom!"

He is wild enough! The more he fights, the wilder he gets! The demonic blood in the Dongfang family's body is boiling!

The pitch-black demonic qi soared into the sky, disturbing the nine heavens.

If someone else makes one move, he can make thirty moves, and with one enemy eighteen, he can have twelve more! This is absolute power!

Dongfang Wuji can smash the entire land with one foot, causing the range of tens of meters next to him to fall! The demonic qi will erode everything in the fastest time, and all the vitality will wither after encountering the demonic qi!

Zhuge Tieying had palpitations, fortunately his speed was fast enough, he dodged the punch, and the true qi passed through his ear, shaking his face to blood, and when he turned around, he saw that the mountain behind him was flattened by Dongfang Wuji's punch just now!

Zhuge Tieying knew that if that punch hit him, he would definitely not even die to the scum.