Zhu Wenlin felt relieved when he saw Long Xiaotian's miserable state. He walked slowly to Long Xiaotian, stepped on Long Xiaotian's chest with his right foot, and sneered: "I was almost scared by you just now, I thought
How amazing are you? It turns out you are just a useless coward!"
Zhu Wenlin was very proud and continued: "I heard that you are Zhuo Wen's biological father? Over there is Zhuo Wen's biological mother. Now the parents of that bastard are in my hands. It's really karma!"
"Although I can't find the whereabouts of that bastard now, and I can't let the bastard's parents fall into my hands now, then I will have something to play with. Don't worry, you won't die so easily! I will catch you,
Spread the news and force Zhuo Wen to appear, and then when he comes, kill you in front of him!"
"Haha, I really want to see what that bastard's expression would be like when he saw his parents being killed in front of his eyes!"
Zhu Wenlin laughed heartily and his face became ferocious.
Gong Zifan and Yin Guyun looked at each other, feeling a little contemptuous of Zhu Wenlin. After all, they were the ones who took care of Feng Xiyao and Long Xiaotian. This guy took all the credit on himself.
However, the two of them didn't dare to argue too much. After all, Zhu Wenlin had a tough background and they couldn't afford to offend him.
At this moment, the battle between the master of the Beast King Sect in the sky and Lu Hantian has come to an end.
Although Lu Hantian relied on the gilt armor on his body to fight against the violent jade beast, he was invincible.
But the violent jade beast only wanted a quick victory, and used its trump card at a great cost. It punched through the gilt armor on Lu Hantian's body, punched through Lu Hantian's chest, and then violently threw Lu Hantian away.
On the ground.
At this moment, the violent jade beast was holding Lu Hantian's neck in one hand and walking slowly towards him. The violent aura on his body had not dissipated, and many monks around him did not dare to approach the violent jade beast.
And the senior officials of the Long family were all defeated, dead, injured, and basically captured alive.
And the Long family army was completely defeated under the killing array arranged by Zhu Wenlin. More than 70% of the Long family monks died, and 30% of the monks were captured.
It can be said that the Long family was completely defeated in this battle.
"Haha, what a great victory in this battle! If it weren't for me, Zhu Wenlin, you might not be able to win!"
Zhu Wenlin stepped on Long Xiaotian, laughing proudly, high-spirited and arrogant.
"Master Zhu Xian's formation skills are unparalleled. It is indeed thanks to Master Zhu Xian this time. We will definitely report this matter to Emperor Shitian when we go back!" Yin Guyun said with a sweet smile.
Gong Zifan and Baoyu Beast were silent. In fact, the three of them were a little unconvinced, but there was nothing they could do about it. After all, where was Zhu Wenlin's identity?
"That's... these remnants of the Long family are really pitiful! But you don't have to blame me. You can only blame Zhuo Wen for daring to offend me. Then he was afraid and ran away, and he still hasn't been found!"
"Since I can't find that bastard, I can only take it out on his tribe and relatives. You can go ahead and blame the bastard! Haha!"
Zhu Wenlin was very proud, but everyone in the Long family looked at Zhu Wenlin angrily when they saw Zhu Wenlin verbally insulting Zhuo Wen.
In the hearts of all Long family members, Zhuo Wen has the supreme status. They almost respect Zhuo Wen as a god and will never allow Zhuo Wen to be insulted.
"Who are you talking about, bastard?"
Just when Zhu Wenlin finished speaking, an extremely indifferent voice came, resounding over the ruins of the Long family's residence.
Zhu Wenlin was now full of energy and replied without thinking: "Of course I am talking about Zhuo Wen. That bastard is timid and can only hide. He is not only a bastard, but also a coward!"
"It turns out it was you, bastard, who was talking about me behind my back!" The voice appeared again, disembodied.
Zhu Wenlin's face froze, his eyes were gloomy, he looked up at the sky, and said, "Who? He's hiding and won't come out yet!"
Not only Zhu Wenlin, but also Yin Guyun, Gong Zifan and Baoyu Beast who were standing not far behind Zhu Wenlin were all shocked. They didn't even realize where the sound came from.
It was as if the voice appeared out of thin air and did not belong to anyone.
As soon as Zhu Wenlin finished speaking, a slight sound of wind came from behind him. He was startled. Just as he was about to turn around, a gust of wind roared from his palm and hit him hard on the temple.
Snap!
The crisp sound of slaps resounded, and Zhu Wenlin was knocked dizzy from the beating. He spun twice on the spot and barely managed to stand up. He froze his body, looked angrily, and shouted: "Who is it? How dare you hit me...
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Before Zhu Wenlin could finish speaking, another gust of palm hit him directly on the cheek.
This slap was so harsh that it directly shattered Zhu Wenlin's cheek bones, making his cheeks bulge and look miserable.
Zhu Wenlin fell to the ground hard, trembling like a dead pig.
Zhu Wenlin roared angrily. He put his hands on the ground and tried to get up, but soon found that a foot was firmly stepped on his back. Then he fell directly face down and fell hard into the ground, struggling continuously.
He could only make a muffled sound.
All this happened in just an instant. When everyone reacted, Zhu Wenlin had been trampled under his feet, swinging violently like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.
Yin Guyun, Gong Zifan and Baoyu Beast all had their hairs on end. They all used their sacred weapons and looked warily at the fierce-looking middle-aged man who stepped on Zhu Wenlin's back.
When this middle-aged man with a fierce face appeared, they didn't notice it. It was as if this man appeared silently, or he was standing there in the first place.
This feeling is really weird.
However, the three of them knew that it was not that they felt there was a problem, but that the fierce-looking middle-aged man in front of them was very powerful, beyond their imagination.
"Who are you?"
Yin Guyun's beautiful eyes were filled with fear and he asked.
The fierce-looking middle-aged man ignored Yin Guyun's question. Behind him, a whirlpool appeared, and a man in purple robe came out.
After the man in purple robe came out, he looked around with some surprise, then his eyes fell on the middle-aged man and asked: "Brother Zhuo, why did you suddenly call me out? What's the matter?"
"Brother Ziwei, do me a favor! Protect the Dharma for me, I need to save someone! Everyone around here is stopping them from leaving! If anyone dares to leave, they will be killed without mercy!" The middle-aged man with a fierce face looked at him with murderous intent.
Soaring to the sky, he said to the man in purple robe.
The purple-robed man glanced sideways at Yin Guyun and the coalition forces of Biyuwu, Dishahui and Beast King Sect in the distance, nodded and said: "They are just a group of ants, I will kill them all for you, so that you don't have to take action!"
"I have to kill these people myself! I don't need to bother you, Brother Ziwei!" Zhuo Wen suppressed his anger and said.
The man in purple robe saw the suppressed anger of the fierce-looking middle-aged man. He nodded and said nothing, but stayed around Zhuo Wen.
The faces of Yin Guyun and the others were tense. They felt the suffocating power of the purple-robed man. This man was definitely a man far stronger than the Creator!
"You...are you Zhuo Wencheng?"
Yin Guyun reacted. He looked at the fierce-looking middle-aged man behind the purple-robed man and couldn't help but scream.