Chapter 1885: Cry of joy

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"laugh!"
An Excalibur shot out like a lightning bolt, cold-blooded and ruthlessly penetrated the strong man's heart, blood spurted out, and died on the spot, with fear and despair in his eyes.
"It seems that you want to wait until I finish killing them one by one. It just happens that my anger has not disappeared. This is the price for you to wash away the major forces in the heavens and kill my Dragon Temple brothers!" Feng Wuchen said expressionlessly, his hands Once again, another person was forcibly sucked in.
Feng Wuchen's strength is too terrifying, none of them can resist this suction.
"Don't kill! Don't! Please!" The man begged for mercy in horror, knowing that there was no other way but to ask for the wind and dust.
"call out!"
Feng Wuchen waved his hand, and a divine sword burst out like lightning, with a sharp and piercing sound, like the song of death.
"Think slowly, don't worry, I'm not in a hurry." Feng Wuchen grinned sneer, and glanced at the ferocious and angry Palace Master with cold eyes.
"Unreasonable!" The hall master was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, but there was no alternative.
"laugh!"
There is no doubt that the palace master did not speak, the divine sword penetrated the man's heart mercilessly, and killed another person mercilessly.
Seeing that the palace master never spoke, Feng Wuchensen said coldly: "It seems that the few who died just now are not very important to you."
While speaking, Feng Wuchen's cold eyes swept across dozens of strong men, and finally fell on one person.
Feng Wuchen's claws aimed at the person, grabbed him in the air, and controlled him. Feng Wuchen said coldly: "He looks a bit similar to you. I don't know if it is your son and your grandson. "
"Let go of me! Let me go! Grandpa! Save me! I don't want to die yet!" The trapped man yelled in horror and was frightened.
"Asshole!" The old face of the hall master suddenly changed, and his heart was terrified. He gritted his teeth and roared: "Smelly boy, you dare to hurt my grandson's hair, this seat will definitely make you regret it!"
"Oh? Really?" Feng Wuchen was not threatened at all, and directly sucked the young man over, then waved his hand, and shot out a divine sword.
"I want to see who will regret it!" Feng Wuchensen said coldly, acting extremely cold-blooded, like a murderous devil.
Feng Wuchen wants to torture them bit by bit and fill them with endless fear!
"Grandpa, save me! Save me!" The man shouted in extreme fear when he saw the divine sword bursting out mercilessly, and he was about to penetrate his heart.
"Stop! Stop!" Seeing that his grandson was about to be killed, the old man finally couldn't help it, and quickly yelled.
Even if they knew that even if Ling Xiaoxiao and the others were released from their control, they still could not escape to death, it was impossible for the palace master to watch his grandson being killed without being indifferent.
"laugh!"
"what!"
With a flick of Feng Wuchen's sword, the divine sword flashed from the side of the man's cheek, leaving behind a shallow blood mark. If you take a step slower, the man will undoubtedly die.
The young man was scared to death, petrified with horror on the spot.
"Quickly solve, otherwise my divine sword will turn around, he will still have to die!" Feng Wuchen sneered slightly as he swept his icy eyes towards the old man.
The moment he heard the words, the palace master trembled and saw the divine sword turn back.
"Snapped!"
Time didn't allow him to think too much, the Lord hurried his hands together and muttered the formula silently.
In the next second, Ling Xiaoxiao and the others, who were trapped by the power of wind and dustless time, glowed with a faint bluish light on the surface of their bodies, and their dark and hollow eyes gradually recovered their colors.
After a while, when the blue light on the surface of Ling Xiaoxiao's bodies disappeared, everything recovered.
Upon seeing this, Feng Wuchen was overjoyed.
Liu Qingyang smiled happily: "Brother Feng, it's a success! They all recovered!"
"What's the matter? It's out of control! Has it recovered?"
"I'm out of their control either! Great! Out of control!"
"What is going on? Did their conscience find out?"
Everyone was happy, but no one noticed the existence of Feng Wuchen.
"Don't be too happy, everyone, our enemy is still there!"
"Huh? What a strong smell of blood, what's going on? Why are so many people dead?"
"Patriarch! Look! So... isn't that the young master's gate of hell? Yes! It's the gate of hell! The young master must have returned! These people must have been killed by the young master. !"
"Young Master! It's Young Master! Over there!"
"Leader! Really the leader!"
When everyone noticed something was wrong, they discovered that there was a mountain of corpses in the palace below, and then discovered that there were wind and dust-free gates in the void, and finally saw Feng Wuchen with great surprise.
"Dragon!"
"Chen'er!"
"Leader!"
When everyone looked at Feng Wuchen for the first time, they couldn't help shouting in excitement.
"Chen'er is back! Chen'er is back! Husband! Have you seen it?" Xiao Qingqing was extremely excited, like an excited kitten, looking forward to Feng Wuchen's return all the time.
Mother Long was also extremely excited: "Great! Long Er is back!"
Everyone was crying with joy. The moment they saw the wind and dust, they felt that the eighteen layers of were all places of entertainment.
"Brother Feng! Brother Feng!" Ling Xiaoxiao cried with joy, the tears of the elite slipped down, and immediately rushed out and threw directly into Feng Wuchen's arms.
"Xiaoxiao!" Feng Wuchen was extremely overjoyed, eyes moist, and a strong guilt surged in his heart, and said: "Sorry, Brother Feng came back late and made you suffer."
Ling Xiaoxiao kept shook his head, crying about all the grievances and fears.
Feng Wuchen only felt the pain in his heart, just holding Ling Xiaoxiao still, blaming himself in his heart, if he came back early, such a thing would never happen.
"See the leader!"
The ecstatic everyone knelt down on one knee, and the excitement roar resounded through the fragmented space.
Dozens of powerful men from the mysterious forces were all scared to fear.
Now I know that Feng Wuchen is their leader, the leader of the heavens!
"Chen'er, did you kill all these people?" Feng Zhengxiong asked quickly with a look of horror.
"Yes! Big Brother Feng killed him! Big Brother Feng's strength is terrifying! The massacre that wounded the patriarch Dragon, Big Brother Feng killed him with just one finger!"
"And that Tu Jin, Brother Feng killed him with a slap! These dead people were all killed by Brother Feng."
"Now that they are left, they are also shocked by Big Brother Feng using the Universe Tower, and there is no way to fight back!" Liu Qingyang said with great excitement.
"Young Master, are you so strong?" Long Nitian asked in shock.
Everyone looked towards Feng Wuchen in shock, and no one could imagine how terrifying Feng Wuchen's strength had reached.
"Brother Feng, they killed many of us, and the major forces in the heavens have suffered countless casualties. We must not let them go." Ling Xiaoxiao said fiercely.
"Relax, I will make them regret coming to this world!" Feng Wuchen laughed softly, and the seemingly gentle words were full of endless killing intent.