"Don't worry, after today, Nangong Mei'er will be yours! She will be under your control forever and ever!"
After Zhuo Wen finished speaking, he looked at Nangong Meier and said: "Nangong Meier, your stupidity has completely pushed your Nangong family to the end!"
Nangong Meier sneered and said: "Am I stupid? I think you are the one who is really stupid! You are going to die here soon, and you dare to call me stupid. You are simply seeking death!"
Nangong Wuji's face was extremely pale, and he quickly said: "Mei'er, don't be impulsive, I'm still in Zhuo Wen's hands? Don't mess around!"
"Brother Wuji, don't worry! This man doesn't dare to kill you, he is already surrounded! If he wants to survive, he can only let you go!" Nangong Meier said confidently.
"Oh? Really? Do you think I dare not kill Nangong Wuji?"
Zhuo Wen smiled. He lifted Nangong Wuji and threw it into the air. Then he slashed out a divine sword intent from the center of his eyebrows and penetrated Nangong Wuji's eyebrows.
Nangong Wuji screamed, his soul collapsed, and his body was shattered into countless pieces because he could not withstand the powerful sword intent.
The whole square fell silent!
The confident smile on Nangong Meier's face froze completely. Her eyes widened and she stared at the scene in front of her, feeling unbelievable.
Zhuo Wen actually took action and destroyed Nangong Wuji so simply.
Many monks and soldiers were also stunned. Nangong Wuji is now the person in charge of the Nangong family.
Now, the person in charge was killed under their eyes. This is what happened.
However, this quietness did not last long.
The monk army in the square broke out, they were angry, they were crazy.
"You dare to kill brother Wuji in front of us. You are dead! Come on, everyone, kill this bastard and avenge brother Wuji!" Nangong Meier's eyes were red.
"Kill! Revenge for the young master!"
"Kill! Revenge for the young master!"
"..."
The crowd shouted, and there were constant echoes around them. They all rushed towards Zhuo Wen with red eyes. A series of terrifying attacks gathered together, emitting a frightening and colorful light, which was very gorgeous.
Lu Yichuan was so frightened that his legs trembled, his gums trembled, and he took a few steps back involuntarily.
Zhuo Wen patted Lu Yizhuan on the shoulder and said: "Brother Lu, I may have to wrong you a little bit first. Go into my big world first!"
Before Lu Yichuan could react, he was forced into the big world by Zhuo Wen.
After doing this, Zhuo Wen deployed the Hongmeng Movement, like a ghost, avoiding so many attacks.
But he did not launch a counterattack, but took out the blood spear and threw it towards the sky.
Whoosh!
The blood spear turned into a streak of blood, soared into the sky, and struck the city defense formation.
Click!
The moment the formation came into contact with the blood spear, it immediately shattered and scattered into countless fragments, which fell into the air one after another.
Zhuo Wen, on the other hand, stepped into the void step by step, standing in the middle of the sky in the Southern God Capital, looking down at the monks in the entire Southern God Capital.
"The Nangong family is stubborn and unrepentant! If this is the case, then I will no longer have any tolerance for you!"
"From today on, I, Zhuo Wen, will sentence all direct descendants of your Nangong family to death! From now on, the Nangong family will never exist again!"
"Now, you accept my sanction!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were stern, and the sword finger of his right hand landed on the center of his eyebrows.
Whoosh whoosh!
Suddenly, Zhuo Wen's eyebrows emitted streams of blazing golden light.
These golden lights are wrapped in the terrifying green lotus flames, and are also mixed with the terrifying sword intent that reaches the sky and the earth.
I saw that these sword intentions were densely packed, and there were actually tens of thousands of them.
Zhuo Wen used almost 70% of his divine soul power to create tens of thousands of divine soul sword intentions.
Of course, these Divine Soul Sword Intents are not in their complete state, and each Divine Soul Sword Intent probably only has the power of the Second Heaven-shattering Transformation.
If every Divine Soul Sword Intent was in its complete state, Zhuo Wen would never be able to create so many Divine Soul Sword Intents.
"cut!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were stern, he raised his right hand high, and as he uttered the word "chance", his raised right hand fell down.
Whoosh whoosh!
I saw tens of thousands of divine soul swords falling from the sky, forming a dense rain of swords.
This scene was so spectacular that the other monks in Nanshen Capital who were not from the Nangong family would never forget this scene in their lifetime.
When these soul swords fell on the ground, they turned out to be like snakes. After penetrating one monk, they seemed to have wisdom and then swooped towards the next monk again.
What's even more strange is that all these divine soul swords actually bypassed Nangong Mei'er and only killed the monk army around her.
After a while, the huge palace of the Nangong family was filled with countless divine soul swords.
All living creatures in the palace will be wiped out by the Divine Soul Sword Intent, leaving no one behind.
After about half a stick of incense, the palace of the Nangong family fell completely silent.
Because, all the monks within the Nangong Family Palace were killed by the Divine Soul Sword Intent.
The only one who was still alive was Nangong Mei'er, who was stunned on the spot.
Whoosh whoosh!
Zhuo Wen was hanging above the palace, looking down at Nangong Mei'er below.
A series of piercing sounds echoed in the sky, and then, an army of nearly 10,000 monks descended on the Southern Divine Capital.
Wearing clothes with the Yuhuamen logo, they all knelt under Zhuo Wen.
They were also very shocked. After receiving the news from Zhuo Wen, they rushed over at full speed.
But when we arrived, what we saw was a scene like Shura Hell.
The Nangong family was completely wiped out, and it was all wiped out by Zhuo Wen alone.
These monks from the Yuhua Sect were even more in awe of Zhuo Wen.
"Nangong Mei'er, do you dare to say what you just said in front of me again?"
Zhuo Wen's indifferent voice sounded, like an echo, echoing throughout the Nangong family.
Plop!
Nangong Meier knelt on the ground, she shed tears silently, and then cried loudly.
There was no mercy in Zhuo Wen's eyes. He landed in front of Nangong Mei'er, pointed the sword finger of his right hand, and landed on her eyebrows.
Nangong Meier screamed and fainted from the pain.
"Those who bully others will always pay the price!"
Zhuo Wen said, summoning Lu Yichuan from the big world.
"Huh? This..."
After Lu Yichuan appeared, he immediately noticed the piles of corpses around him. He opened his mouth in surprise and subconsciously asked: "Brother Zhuo, did you do all this alone?"
"Yes! This is Nangong Meier's soul mark. I leave it to you! As long as she has the soul mark in her hand, Nangong Meier will never dare to betray you for the rest of her life!" Zhuo Wen handed the soul mark to Lu Yi to preach.
Lu Yichuan put away his soul mark, looked at Nangong Meier who had passed out with complicated eyes, and then held his hand to Zhuo Wen.
"You guys, go search for the Nangong family. If you find any fragments of the Star Soldier, report it to me immediately!"
Zhuo Wen ordered the tens of thousands of monks kneeling on the ground.
Naturally, these monks did not dare to disobey Zhuo Wen's orders, so they dispersed and began to carefully search the entire palace of the Nangong family.
After all, the Nangong family is a powerful and well-known force in Jizhou, and its background is not low. There must be fragments of star soldiers.
If he is lucky and can find a second-level star weapon fragment, then he can use the Taizi Stone to fuse it into the purple golden toad to enhance the power of the purple golden toad!