Soon, the sonless son Mo Wuyan rushed to the scene.
Mo Wuyi's appearance is not handsome, but a pair of eyes with indescribable deterrence, people with a weak mind and will, I am afraid that they would not dare to look at Mo Wuyi.
"What happened?"
Mo Wuya asked.
Wang Yuan hugged his fists towards Mo Wuzhen, "Brother Mo, in the next Wang family, Wang Yuan, these two people offended me and killed my old servant Wang Si. This matter can’t be forgotten anyway, please. Brother Mo, forgive me."
Hearing this, Mo Wuzhen frowned. If there was a contradiction, he could stop it, but if the other party killed Wang Yuan's old servant, things were not that simple. Forcibly stopping it would only offend Wang Yuan and the Wang family.
Of course he didn't care much about the former, and he still cared a little bit about the latter. After all, the position of the head of the Wang family was slightly higher than that of the head of the Mo family.
"So courageous, dare to kill the people of our eight great emperor-level families."
Alongside Mo Wuzhen, there was a black-faced majestic young man whose aura was much stronger than that of Wang Yuan. He was obviously an intermediate war emperor.
"Brother Long, you are here too."
Seeing the black-faced majestic young man, Wang Yuan was overjoyed.
The black-faced majestic young man was named Long Qingmu, who was a child of the Long Family of the Eight Great Emperor-level Clan, and the Long Family and the Wang Family had always been good friends and had many marriages. One of Wang Yuan's cousin married to the Long Family.
"Brother Long, please help me."
Wang Yuan couldn't get Mo Wuzhen to make a move, but Long Qingmu's move should be enough.
We must know that most of the Long Family are body-refining martial artists, and Long Qingmu is a body-refining king with the strength of an intermediate war emperor.
"Boy, there is still a chance to catch it now."
Long Qingmu took a step forward, and a strong spirit enveloped Li Fuchen.
Upon seeing this, Mo Wuya didn't stop it.
In fact, even if Long Qingmu didn't make a move, he would make a move.
No matter who is wrong first, he just looks down on him when he kills at his trade fair. This is something he cannot tolerate.
"You are not worthy of it."
Li Fuchen sighed secretly in his heart, he was already very low-key, but sometimes low-key does not help at all, some people will always challenge your bottom line again and again.
He doesn’t want to cause trouble, but he’s not afraid of it.
In this world, apart from the emperor of Faxiangjing, there is really nothing worthy of him to be afraid of.
"die!"
Long Qingmu stayed still, and blasted out a punch.
hold head high!
A high-pitched dragon roar sounded.
A colorful dragon dashed towards Li Fuchen.
In front of the dragon-shaped spirit, the crowd around the audience only felt that they were short of breath, dizzy and dizzy. What's more, their hearts were beating like crazy, as if they were about to explode.
"What a terrifying power rule!"
Everyone was shocked.
There are thousands of power rules. The power rules contained in Long Qingmu's punch can actually affect their qi and blood. They suspect that if they face this punch directly, they are afraid that their heart will explode if the punch is not strong. The blood collapsed and died.
Facing Long Qingmu's tyrannical punch, Li Fuchen's expression remained as usual.
If it were a few months ago, he would naturally not be able to stop this punch, after all, it was a punch at the intermediate war emperor level, and it was still a force attack.
But now he, even facing a high-level war emperor, has the strength to fight, let alone an intermediate war emperor.
The Slaughter Sky Sword was unsheathed, and the Liubian shot out mercilessly, several crimson sword threads criss-crossed, passing along the outline of the dragon-shaped spirit.
puff!
The dragon-shaped spirit was dismembered, and several bloody sword marks appeared on Long Qingmu's body.
With one sword, Long Qingmu defeated.
"impossible!"
Long Qingmu stared at Li Fuchen, couldn't believe that he was so defeated.
"Even Long Qingmu is not an opponent?"
The crowd around the audience took a breath. They weren't sure before, but now they are all sure. Li Fuchen is definitely a high-level war emperor, and is at the same level as the four princes.
This kind of character has reached the apex of the Yuanhai Realm, and the emperor of the Faxiang Realm is invincible.
Wang Yun's face was quite ugly, and at the same time a strong murderous intent appeared in his heart.
The stronger Li Fuchen is, the greater the threat, and he must be eliminated as soon as possible.
Otherwise, it is definitely not a good thing to let the other person grow up.
"This Xiongtai, let's leave as soon as possible!"
Wu Huan sent a message to Li Fuchen.
Li Fuchen shook his head and said, "It's too late."
After several breaths, a group of Yuanhai Realm kings appeared behind Wang Yuan.
This group of Yuanhai Realm kings belonged to the royal family.
As one of the eight great emperor-level families of the Soul Sky Empire, there are not one thousand or eight hundred Yuanhai Realm kings. There are dozens of people who usually stay in Void City. After all, Void City is near the Void Grand Canyon and has a special geographical location.
"It's really fast enough."
Wu Huan looked solemn.
Normally, he would not pay attention to a group of ordinary Yuanhai realm kings, but a group of Yuanhai realm kings who are proficient in battle formation is not as simple as one plus one equals two.
The battle formation can bring everyone's strengths together, and explode ten times and dozens of times the lethality. Moreover, unlike the master of the fighting spirit realm, the king of the Yuanhai realm has fully understood the essence of the battle battle and is able to control the battle formation. The power of the game is at its limit.
"King King Halberd battle formation."
Wang Yuan shouted violently.
Hearing that, behind Wang Yuan, thirty-one people rose into the air and formed a battle formation in the shape of a halberd.
Once the battle was completed, a suffocating aura spread, and everyone couldn't help fighting a cold war.
Whoosh!
This was not over yet, Wang Yuan also rose into the air and appeared in front of the halberd battle formation, turning into the halberd tip of the halberd battle formation. At the same time, the evil aura exuded by the halberd battle formation was more than ten times stronger and thicker. The suffocating aura formed in essence, like layers of black air waves, sweeping across all directions.
"This is the king's halberd battle formation of the Wang family, this person is dead."
One person shook his head.
The king’s halberd battle formation is very overbearing. It is arranged by thirty-two Yuanhai realm middle-level kings, enough to fight against the quasi-emperor, and 32 Yuanhai realm high-level kings, enough to fight with the war emperor.
Except for Wang Yuan, the remaining 31 people have different levels of cultivation. There are low-level cultivation bases in the Yuanhai realm, and middle-level cultivation bases in the Yuanhai realm. There are only two high-level Yuanhai realm cultivation bases.
If there is no Wang Yuan, this king halberd battle formation can only fight with the quasi emperor, and it is difficult to fight the war emperor.
But don't forget that Wang Yuan himself is also a junior war emperor. After the battle formation is increased, his strength can at least be more than doubled.
"Now kneel and surrender, leaving you a whole body, otherwise you will die without a place to bury you."
An euphorbia appeared in his hand, and on the euphorbia, the evil spirit was raging, if there is spirituality, Wang Yuansen said.
"Just let the horse come here."
Li Fuchen was not afraid.
At the beginning of the Red Copper Continent, he used the Spirit Realm cultivation base and fought a hundred people battle formation. Now he is the Yuanhai Realm cultivation base, fighting a 32-person battle formation, so there is no fear.
Although he knew that those people did not fully comprehend the battle formation at the beginning, and could not exert the true power of the battle formation.
"die!"
Wang Yuan shot a murderous shot in his eyes, and slammed Li Fuchen with a halberd.
This halberd is like the halberd of the gods, and it contains the terrifying power of the battle formation and Wang Yuan's own rules and perceptions.
With a halberd, the space of the Void Garden seemed to be torn apart, and the fierce air currents gathered into a tornado, blocking all of Li Fuchen's retreat.
Under the qi machine's traction, no matter how Li Fuchen dodges, it is difficult to escape this halberd.
But does Li Fuchen need to escape
Naturally not needed.
Lifting his head, Li Fuchen swung his sword outrageously, and the hot stream of swords instantly turned a large area in front of him into a hot hell.
Heavenly Intermediate Sword Move-Burning Sword.