"It's just killing a few people. It's such an easy thing. It's super unnecessary to talk about hard work."

Sun Wutian said: "When I finish my work and come back, I will test your Hattian Sword and your Death-Destroying Flying Sword this time."

"Don't worry, Patriarch, there will definitely be a surprise." Fang Che said solemnly.

"Wait!"

Sun Wutian sent two words.

Then he roared away.

"Yan Jundi, Yang Luoyu and others are here to protect me this time. The Patriarch should know what I have done..." Fang Che reminded.

Sun Wutian took action to exterminate the Murong family. Yang Luoyu is now in Donghuzhou and will definitely come to stop him.

But how can they be the opponent of Wutian Sword Demon? If Sun Wutian kills Yang Luoyu, the guardian will suffer great losses.

"You don't have to tell me that! I see things better than you!"

Sun Wutian's words were silenced.

It's night, something big happened in Donghuzhou!

The Murong family, which had been entrenched in Donghuzhou for more than four thousand years, was uprooted. First, several manors and annexes of the Murong family were destroyed with one blow.

Then Sun Wutian took a big step in the air and arrived at Donghuzhou to establish the head of the Murong family.

Donghuzhou, which had been peaceful and peaceful for countless years, suddenly suddenly saw a demonic fog billowing into the sky!

Sweeping half the city!

It's night, and the magic fog is rolling in, covering the blue sky.

It closed down and enveloped the entire Murong family!

Sun Wutian had accumulated thousands of years of murderous intent, and all of it suddenly exploded.

A flash of sword light was like a hole in the sky.

The main entrance of the Murong family, all the way to the front hall, all the buildings in the middle, all the ponds, gardens, practice grounds...

Everything turned into nothing.

Debris flew up one after another.

The entire Murong family was transformed into purgatory in an instant. Panic sounds could be heard in countless places.

Sun Wutian walked in from the gate step by step like a demon.

"Jiejiejiejiejie..."

The cruel laughter is like the gongs and drums chasing the soul.

Every step Sun Wutian took brought out a new surge of demonic mist.

The Hentian Sword in his right hand was shining with a coquettish blood light.

"Who is it!? Who is it?!"

Countless masters from the Murong family flew up and rushed from all directions, but the moment they saw Sun Wutian, no one dared to take another step forward.

The killing intent of the intruders was simply terrifying and unprecedented.

"Senior...Senior...how did our Murong family offend Senior?"

Murong Qingyu, the head of the Murong family, was trembling all over and looked at Sun Wutian who was approaching step by step with a pale face.

The voice was almost pleading.

"Offend me..."

Sun Wutian smiled strangely: "You are really going to put yourself in a good position. What qualifications do you, an ant family like you, have to offend me?"

"...Senior, you..."

Sun Wutian laughed loudly: "The labor and management are just resting and killing a few people for fun! I will choose your house today!"

"Devil!"

Someone shouted in grief and anger: "Don't you dare tell me your name!"

"I am Sun Wutian!"

Sun Wutian laughed scornfully: "Jie Jie Jie... The Wu Tian Sword Demon you call is labor! Why is this name okay?"

Suddenly a shock!

Wutian Sword Demon?

The super devil who is as famous as Duan Xiyang, the Bone-Crushing Dream Gun, from the Only Self Orthodox Church?

In an instant, everyone felt despair.

Amidst the cruel laughter, Sun Wutian had already swung his sword, and the blood-red sword glow seemed to cut the space into pieces.

Even the night sky is full of fragmentation.

Ignoring the voices begging for mercy below, they went on a killing spree.

The sword flashed and the blood shot into the sky. Sun Wutian rushed into the flock of sheep like a tiger, killing from front to back, from left to right.

The blood is flowing.

A sharp shout came from the air: "Sun Wutian! Stop!"

The sound of the flute sounded with a sharp whistle.

Yan Jundi and Yang Luoyu took action with all their strength.

He saw the demonic fog here and hurried over, sending a message asking for help while taking action.

But although Yang Luoyu was taking action, his heart was already filled with despair.

Sun Wutian.

This is the top demon in the entire world. How can I resist it?

But in East Lake, if you encounter this kind of thing, you can only fight desperately! As a guardian, how can you retreat!

"It's so noisy!"

Sun Wutian snorted coldly.
Chapter completed!