The Fang Ancestral Hall has its own formation protection, but it is reluctant to use it. After all, Dao Yuan Stones are consumed, and the Fang family does not have much inventory of such treasures, so use one less.
However, at this time, facing the notorious Heart-Eating Demon, the white-haired old man did not dare to close his eyes even after death.
He couldn't imagine how long the rest of the Fang family could hold out even if he was killed instantly. Will those sacrifices supported by the Fang family really fight for the Fang family?
In this ancestral hall, the ancestors of the Fang family are enshrined, representing the roots of the Fang family.
So even if he dies, he still has to do something before he dies.
He pinned his hopes on the Crane Spirit Formation, which had guarded the Fang Ancestral Hall for many years, to be able to trap Xiong Wen.
Best, you can wait until the Daoyuan Stone runs out of energy.
By then the news must have reached the city lord's palace.
He believed that although Wei Quji was harsh and harsh, he would not hold back in such a big matter of right and wrong.
The Fang family will be saved!
The white-haired old man whose heart was dug out died, still staring at the night sky without closing his eyes.
Xiong Wen was furious, but also shaken.
He has a vicious reputation and has been hunted down many times. It is his habit to randomly move his hiding place, because if he himself does not know where he will hide next, the people who are chasing him will have no logic to rely on.
It's just that he never expected that an ordinary and random move of hiding places would lead to accidents one after another.
He memorized the face of the sword-wielding boy, but finally decided to leave first at this moment.
Being in Maplewood City, he could only suppress his murderous intention first.
However, the Heling Formation would not care what he thought. Within the entire array, only Xiong Wen was so aggressive. The phantom of the crane spirit on the top of the clear light flapped its wings and screamed directly into the bear.
Xiong Wen's body was instantly enveloped in a layer of blood mist.
He stood up from the ground, and blood flames ignited on his fists.
Wherever the blood mist touches, the ground turns black and the leaves rot. When the blood flames burned, it seemed as if the air was being dissolved.
He used his fists wrapped in blood flames to violently and nakedly strike against the crane spirit's pointed beak!
The phantom of the crane spirit disintegrated in an instant, and the entire clear light that shrouded the Fang clan's ancestral hall dissipated.
The sound of fighting in the ancestral hall alarmed many people.
The first ones to arrive were the two worshipers of the Fang family, both of whom were ninth-grade monks in the traveling pulse realm, followed by the nearby Fang family guards.
But they all stood far away, frightened by the figure that defeated the crane spirit in mid-air, and did not dare to move.
The strong man with blood mist around his body and blood flames wrapped around his fists only looked down at them. His eyes were depressing, but fierce and cruel.
Yi Xiongwen's original temperament was bound to kill everyone in sight. But he knew his priorities clearly, so suddenly the blood flames dispersed, the blood mist disappeared, and his whole body fell to the ground like a stone, smashing into the shadows, and disappeared from everyone's sight.
The entire area around the Fang Family Ancestral Hall was silent. He didn't even dare to make a bluff cry.
Fang Zehou and his son naturally rushed to the scene, but they were as silent as sculptures.
The Fang family is one of the three major surnames in Maplewood City and has its own dignity and prestige. But for a strong man like Xiong Wen, he was too fragile.
Xiong Wen broke into their clan's ancestral temple, killed their temple guardians, and broke their temple guardian formation. They could only watch helplessly.
This night is so shameful, with large sections of ink filling the sky, and everyone is as quiet as a scene.
A flash of fire appeared.
The firelight was very faint, just like when a firewood was warming up in the stove, a piece of firewood suddenly made a crackling sound, and then a few sparks exploded.
But it brightened the night.
Then there was a deafening roar.
Only then did everyone see clearly that the spark was not a spark at all, but the tip of a spear.
The entire spear penetrated through the night, and the tail of the spear was held in a slender and strong hand, bringing out a man with black hair flowing like ink and a face so sharp that people dare not look directly at it.
He couldn't tell whether it was the spear that carried him, or whether he was holding the spear in his hand. He and the spear fell to the ground in a gesture of piercing the night!
The shadow was broken.
The heart-devouring demon Xiong Wen jumped up from the shattered shadow, blood mist suddenly appeared on his body, but his voice was gritted: "I wish you the best!"
He just wishes me the best!
This gun is the famous Xinjin Gun in Qinghe County.
Xiong Wen let out a weird roar, and tears of blood suddenly fell from his eyes.
From Sanshan City to Maplewood City, he had fought with Zhu Weiwo no less than ten times. From the initial disdain, to the later vigilance, and now, there is even a hint of fear that he himself would never admit.
This guy's strength has improved so fast that he has almost reached a level in every battle.
Otherwise, why would he be hiding in Tibet?
At this time, Zhu Weiwo forced him out with a shot, and he immediately chose to fight for his life.
Tears of blood dripped down, and the blood flames that originally only covered his fists suddenly surged and enveloped his whole body.
But Zhu Weiwo only responded with a flamboyant smile: "I caught you!"
He was half-leaning, and with a slight shake of his right hand, the tip of the spear that had been pierced into the ground was lifted up.
Starting from the tip of his spear, the broken floor tiles and soil rose up in a straight line, like an earth dragon turning over.
Xiong Wen just walked through the air surrounded by blood flames, ignoring the churning earth dragon that was crashing towards him. All the broken bricks and soil were corroded the moment they came into contact with the blood flames.
The Blood River Sect's soul-eating blood flames are so evil and domineering. Of course, the scariest thing about it is the soul-eating thing. At this time, Xiong Wen was blessed with the life-saving secret skill Dujuan weeping blood, adding seven points of power!
Faced with Xiong Wen's all-out explosion, Zhu Weiwo did not dodge or dodge.
He shook his hand, pointed the tip of his gun at the bear and asked, facing the bear head on.
"The good cuckoo weeps blood, but you make it sound so unpleasant!"
Instead he charges!
In an instant, flames exploded with the tip of the gun as the center, and a sea of fire emerged under the night sky.
I wish I could rush forward with the sea of fire.
Blood flames collided with the sea of fire, and spear points and fists clashed.
I wish Weiwo and Xiong Wen will fight with all their strength!
Xiong Wen carries the east and heads to the west, Zhu Weiwo carries the west and heads to the east.
Xiong Wen dived from top to bottom, while Zhu Weiwo provoked from bottom to top.
Compete against each other and fight together!
Victory or defeat only occurs in a moment.
The blood flames were "extinguished" by the sea of fire, and most of the entire sea of fire was corroded by one touch.
But after all, the outcome has been decided.
The outcome of this confrontation has been predetermined since Xiong Wen first chose to escape.
The sea of fire quickly rolled forward, and Xiong Wen retreated violently.
Burned by the flames, most of his black robe was burned away, revealing his dazzling bald head.
His eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and orifices were all bleeding, which made his already fierce face become even more ferocious and terrifying.
He used all his strength to retreat violently, but looked directly into Zhu Weiwo's eyes.
He would never dare to turn his back at this moment.
When he made a big fuss in Sanshan City and got rid of the Criminal Investigation Department, he was already seriously injured. But it was decorated by this guy with a single gun.
After several fights, he realized something was wrong, so he decided to get away first to recuperate. But I wish I was like a tarsal maggot that I can never get rid of.
Since Sanshan City, he has been running away and running away, without any time to recover from his injuries. There are always old wounds that have not healed, and new ones are added, and in the end the injuries are so severe.
He decided that if he could escape this time, he would no longer care about his face or freedom, and would definitely ask the boss to save his life. He wants to bloodbath Maplewood City and kill all the eighteen generations of Zhu Weiwo's ancestors, as well as the cunning little thief with the sword. He must slaughter everyone in the family!
With his mind racing and the hatred in his heart incomprehensible, Xiong Wen looked directly into Zhu Weiwo's eyes.
He saw a hint of purple in his eyes that were as bright as spears.
Purple air is coming from the east!
The emperor drew his sword, and purple energy came from the east, and the princes looked to the west!
