Mixed with endless fierce and terrifying aura, as if falling from the sky, all the surrounding space seemed to have been completely blocked by Wei Hong, and burst into pieces in an instant, as if it was folding space, trying to pull the golden clothes away. The person was completely shattered.
Poof! puff! puff!
The man in golden clothes was directly blown away by Wei Hong's sword. He vomited blood. The terrifying attack left the man in golden clothes with no ability to fight back at all. He was completely knocked out. Then, Wei Hong's speed disappeared. In place.
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There was another knife, and blood flowed freely. The left arm of the man in gold was cut by Wei Hong and fell to the ground. With a shrill roar, the man in gold made a tragic sound and roared angrily. The only arm he held was gently grasped. , the surrounding space completely shattered, his eyes flashed with fierce murderous intent and madness, and he rushed towards Wei Hong.
"Flying thousands of miles!"
The sound shook the sky, and the big roc transformed into it. The whole space was blocked in it. The sound of the big roc lingered, causing many onlookers to retreat quickly. The sound seemed to penetrate the space, and all of them had big expressions. Change, and even more unstoppable bleeding.
"Today, I will tear you to pieces alive!"
The man in golden clothes seemed to have gone crazy and rushed towards Wei Hong. Looking at the man in golden clothes, a sneer appeared in the corner of Wei Hong's mouth. He slashed at Wei Hong with his right hand again. The man in golden clothes was about to approach Wei Hong. When he arrived, he was directly blown away by Wei Hong's knife again.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
After fierce collisions again and again, the man in gold was completely at a disadvantage. In fact, he could no longer fight with Wei Hong for a moment. Mixed with the miserable roars, the man in gold no longer showed any arrogance.
"This. This, what Wei Hong preached is indeed true!"
"That's right, the man in golden clothes who is half a saint level, and he is also a descendant of the Peng Demon King, was easily suppressed by Wei Hong. In the end, he was completely unable to fight back."
"Hehe, after all, among the younger generation of our human race, there are some who can do it."
"The world of beast spirits, the world of beast spirits. I have been bullying my human race before. This time, I see what else they can be arrogant about!"
"Sigh, I'm afraid Wei Hong will attract too much attention and attract the other tribes in the beast spirit world to take action."
"Haha. Most of the people with cultivation levels below the saint level will not be Wei Hong's opponents at all. As for the strong ones with the saint level cultivation level, how could the great saints of the human race not pay attention to protecting Wei Hong?"
"Boy, if you kill me, I, the descendant of the Peng Demon King, will never spare you!" When Wei Hong cut off the right hand of the man in gold with another knife, the man in gold was really afraid. He roared sharply.
"If you want to use me to establish your power, then you should have the consciousness." Wei Hong smiled coldly, took a step forward, and a fist light formed from his right hand directly smashed the head of the man in gold.
"There is a consciousness of death!"
At the moment when the man in gold's head was shattered, Wei Hong's slightly cold voice became the only words he left in the world. At this moment, several roaring voices rang out from the void.
"Boy, you are so brave!"
"If you dare to hurt someone from my lineage, the Peng Demon King, you are looking for death!"
Several sounds rang out from the void, like thunder. After hearing the sounds, Wei Hong's face changed slightly. He turned around fiercely and left quickly without caring about anything else. The momentum coming from the space, Wei Hong There is no guarantee of victory at all.
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Several figures stepped from the void, exuding a cold aura that made people shudder, making people feel terrifying. The one in the middle was an old man wearing a purple robe, with an extremely sharp look in his eyes, especially After seeing the body of the man in gold, he almost wanted to collapse.
"Chase!"
The faint voice contained endless murderous intent, so that everyone did not dare to take a breath. After the three people left quickly, the remaining strong men began to discuss quickly.
"A saint-level cultivation, that purple-robed old man is definitely a saint-level cultivation!"
"Yes, who would have thought that the strength of this purple-robed old man would be so terrifying, and the remaining three should also be half-step Saint-level cultivation."
"Three half-step saint-level cultivation, and one person's saint-level cultivation. With such terrifying strength, I'm afraid, Wei??It's basically a narrow escape from death. "
"Who says it's not the case? With such a powerful person, Wei Hong will probably have a headache."
While everyone was talking, Wei Hong was already running madly towards the inside, and the endless injustice souls around him were roaring. However, when they felt the power of Wei Hong's soul, they quickly retreated away one by one.
"Among those people, there are definitely strong men with holy level cultivation, but how is this possible?"
Wei Hong¡¯s eyes showed disbelief as he murmured.
After all, it is impossible for a strong person with holy level cultivation to attack him rashly. It is precisely because of this that Wei Hong feels extremely surprised and stunned. However, at this time, Wei Hong has nothing else to worry about. The breath behind him is getting closer and closer.
Escape!
Even Wei Hong didn't understand the graveyard. He had not thought about flying out of the graveyard directly. However, with Wei Hong's current strength, it would be more likely to cause trouble if he went out. It was precisely because of this that Wei Hong wanted to run towards the graveyard. .
Boom!
At this time, behind him, he saw an extremely sharp giant claw that covered the sky, slapping towards Wei Hong, trying to smash Wei Hong to pieces with one claw. Feeling the incomparable killing intent and fierce aura, Wei Hong was so fierce that He took a breath, bit the tip of his tongue, and then ran forward.
Boom! boom!
Around him, countless graves were smashed to pieces by this palm, but Wei Hong was not injured in any way, while some weak souls were annihilated in the void without even a chance to react.
The power of the Saint was so terrifying that Wei Hong did not dare to be careless and fled forward crazily. At this time, the people behind him were getting closer and closer to Wei Hong, and the eyes of the old man in purple robes were shining with coldness. Killing intent.
¡°Stop it!¡±
The purple-robed old man took a deep breath, roared, and swung his hands forward. Countless terrifying blades were like hurricanes, completely blocking Wei Hong, like a stone wall. Normally, Wei Hong was knocked back without any chance to react.